First Love


Once crinkly blue eyes,

Emanating a lifetime of unconditional love,  laughter and wisdom,

 Altered and occupied

with the stark gray of intense penetrating pain and frenzied panic


 Crying out my pet name

for assistance and deliverance,

before plunging into depths of the unknown


 Lifetime roles reversed

in the flash of an instant,

Forevermore changing


Heart heaved and gut wrenched

with blatant recognition

of no turning back


 Grateful now –

for emancipation from pain’s bondage


Knowing, expecting, anticipating, acknowledging –

does not make the transition any easier


 There is no replacement for this first love! 



© by rgb for “On Dragonfly Wings with Buttercup Tea”, 2011 



Submitted to Jingle’s Potluck Monday, week 25 <

About becca givens

Becca is an artist, poet, and animal communicator. She delights in cooking, nurturing, and sharing a rich spiritual life with others on the Path.
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24 Responses to First Love

  1. Kavita says:

    There is no bigger truth than this, Becca!!
    You have given such beautiful words for even such a not-so-easy emotion… hats off to you, my friend!

    Really nicely written!!
    And cheers to salvation and a new hope :)

  2. lucyfurleaps says:

    True and beautifully told xx

  3. Expressing this painful juncture in most of our lives was beautiful and warms the heart.
    Thank you

    • Becca Givens says:

      It was very therapeutic for me to pen … it seemed to be a driving force one night in the wee hours … was not expecting the outcome! Thank you for visiting and leaving a comment. ~becca

  4. honeyhaiku says:

    Well said Becca!

  5. Jingle says:

    remarkable and unforgettable first love expressions.

    well done.


  6. Pat Cegan says:

    Beautifully expressed, Rebecca. Hope you give us some more of your free form poetry. hugs, pat

  7. trisha says:

    a beautiful tribute to first love, it is the deepest one of our lives, it never fades away.

  8. The best poetry is from the heart. And this obviously is.

    • Becca Givens says:

      It started out as an idea for a Haiku … short! But the prompts as I was trying to go to sleep – kept me turning on and off the lights at bedtime, to jot a thought for the morning prompt to remember … until I finally said “OK!” I stayed up to complete … it is harder for me to read than it was for me to write! Go figure … so yes, it is indeed from the heart and elsewhere … hope it is a freedom therapy for others!

  9. Pam says:

    Dear Ms. Rebecca,
    Oh such beautiful words, comingling joy and sadness. I am deeply grateful for the experience of reading this remarkable poem. Thank you, thank you.

  10. dani says:

    this could have been my mother ~ you have written something so personal that is also so universal. and wrote it beautifully.

  11. Le-Leigh says:

    Daddy… yes, I miss him, too. xoxox

  12. lolamouse says:

    This is a beautiful tribute and such a bittersweet poem. Thank you for sharing this and the rest of your poems.

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