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!
______________________________________________
Image: lynevans.redbubble.com
© by rgb for “On Dragonfly Wings with Buttercup Tea”, 2011
______________________________________________
Submitted to Jingle’s Potluck Monday, week 25
"On Dragonfly Wings with Buttercup Tea" 
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 🙂
LikeLike
Thanks, Kavita … it started in snippets … and then just poured out … Thank youfor stopping by! I appreciate the words of encouragement. ~becca
LikeLike
True and beautifully told xx
LikeLike
Thank you for visiting and reading! ~ becca
LikeLike
Expressing this painful juncture in most of our lives was beautiful and warms the heart.
Thank you
LikeLike
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
LikeLike
Well said Becca!
LikeLike
🙂 I appreciate it ~becca
LikeLike
remarkable and unforgettable first love expressions.
well done.
A++
smiles.
LikeLike
Thanks, Jingle!
LikeLike
Beautifully expressed, Rebecca. Hope you give us some more of your free form poetry. hugs, pat
LikeLike
Free form will arrive dependent on Source’s timing! Glad you stopped by for a visit! 🙂
LikeLike
a beautiful tribute to first love, it is the deepest one of our lives, it never fades away.
LikeLike
You’re correct … it never does! Thank you for your visit, as well as support! ~becca
LikeLike
The best poetry is from the heart. And this obviously is.
LikeLike
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!
LikeLike
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.
LikeLike
Thank you, Pam!
LikeLike
this could have been my mother ~ you have written something so personal that is also so universal. and wrote it beautifully.
LikeLike
As much as this is personal, I am sure this is also universal … one space I do not envy for anyone! Thank you for sharing your comments! Namaste ~becca~
LikeLike
Daddy… yes, I miss him, too. xoxox
LikeLike
words cannot even describe it adequately! xoxoxo b
LikeLike
This is a beautiful tribute and such a bittersweet poem. Thank you for sharing this and the rest of your poems.
LikeLike
Thank you, lolamouse, for visiting … my pleasure and freedom therapy at the same time! Win-win! ~becca
LikeLike