The First Charm

Some years ago, my erstwhile love,
I came a child into your arms–
and soon you cast me out again
from the small circle of your charms:
And like the child I was, I wept,
And cursed the sun and mocked the stars,
Until the well had well run dry
And where I thought I would find scars
Instead, I found solace and strength,
My erstwhile, oft-forgotten love:
And I could walk the breadth and length
Of all the world and never prove
Myself as you, in callow spite,
Did prove my mettle, will, and might.

Long years ago, my erstwhile love,
I came a child into your arms
And I have cast you out again:
What strengthens never truly harms.

09 February, 2015

(Post-Script:  I don’t post poems too often.   Feels a little weird.)

About asher

Me in a nutshell: Standard uptight ballet boy. Trapeze junkie. Half-baked choreographer. Budding researcher. Transit cyclist. Terrible homemaker. Neuro-atypical. Fabulous. Married to a very patient man. Bachelor of Science in Psychology (2015). Proto-foodie, but lazy about it. Cat owner ... or, should I say, cat own-ee? ... dog lover. Equestrian.

Posted on 2015/02/09, in Uncategorized. Bookmark the permalink. 3 Comments.

  1. I don’t read them often so we’re even, lol. I liked it a lot! Hope your leg is feeling better!

    • Thanks, and also thanks for asking after my leg 🙂 It’s healing. No ballet for me tonight (PT’s orders, easily enforced since he’s my spouse!), but I’ll probably survive. Should be. Back. In. Class (possibly barre only) on Friday, I think.

  2. I really like this! I love it when people are inspired to write a poem, and it’s actually good! 🙂

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