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Loves me, loves me not

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“My heart was split, and a flower appeared” – Solomon

my broken heart cries within

silent regrets undoing time

our past in a dream sublime.

Forget-Me-Nots in my tonic and gin

its magical elixir clings to my lips.

embraced emotions weep in my eyes

love, intoxicating, grows with each sip

only sweet hellos and no goodbyes

-Eugenia

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102 replies

  2. Deborah
    12/08/2020 • 7:34 pm

    Beautiful! 🙂 ❤

    Liked by 6 people

  3. robtkistner
    12/08/2020 • 7:41 pm

    Super piece Eugenia.

    Liked by 6 people

  4. Lucy
    12/08/2020 • 7:49 pm

    So solemn and beautifully written. A powerful piece!

    Liked by 6 people

  5. koolkosherkitchen
    12/08/2020 • 8:08 pm

    Very poignant, dear Eugenia.

    Liked by 6 people

  6. rothpoetry
    12/08/2020 • 10:14 pm

    Very nice poem! I love the progression of your poem. Sometimes from the brokenness embraced come the flower of new life and love!

    Liked by 7 people

  7. 100 Country Trek
    12/08/2020 • 10:29 pm

    Love this Eugenia. Thanks

    Liked by 6 people

  8. Sadje
    12/08/2020 • 10:32 pm

    Oh wow, Eugenia;

    love, intoxicating, grows with each sip

    only sweet hellos and no goodbyes
    Love these lines.

    Liked by 6 people

  9. Cheryl, Gulf Coast Poet
    12/08/2020 • 11:46 pm

    Poignant and beautiful! ❤ Celebrate the season, Eugenia!

    Liked by 6 people

    • -Eugenia
      12/09/2020 • 9:52 am

      Thank you so much, Cheryl. ❤️ It was 30 degrees F this morning so we celebrated with a fire in the fireplace and lots of hot coffee. 🤗

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  10. radhikasreflection
    12/09/2020 • 2:02 am

    Beautiful poem Eugenia 💕

    Liked by 5 people

  11. Jael Stevens
    12/09/2020 • 2:19 am

    This is incredibly fine, I LOVE it. And it’s great to be back here after NaNoWriMo used up my writing hours in November 🙂

    Liked by 5 people

  12. Jael Stevens
    12/09/2020 • 2:20 am

    PS: I’m also loving the look of your blog–could you tell me which WP blog theme you use, please? Thanks 🙂

    Liked by 5 people

    • -Eugenia
      12/09/2020 • 11:00 am

      Thank you and sure, I use the Opti theme. I like it because it is very functional and has a lot to offer. It organizes images and comments nicely. 😉 Thanks for noticing and asking.

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      • Jael Stevens
        12/09/2020 • 4:59 pm

        Oh, thank you so much, Eugenia! 🙂 Your blog has a unique and very attractive “atmosphere”…if that makes sense (it’s a compliment, anyway!).

        Liked by 2 people

  13. kim881
    12/09/2020 • 4:15 am

    How wonderful that Solomon’s words led you to forget-me-nots, Eugenia! A wistful, poignant poem.

    Liked by 5 people

  14. Laura Bloomsbury
    12/09/2020 • 4:46 am

    Charming use of the prompt from Solomon – “Forget-Me-Nots in my tonic and gin” – memorable!

    Liked by 5 people

  15. Ingrid
    12/09/2020 • 5:21 am

    ‘only sweet hellos and no goodbyes’ – that’s so lovely: enchanting ending to a beautiful love poem!

    Liked by 5 people

  16. sanaarizvi
    12/09/2020 • 8:14 am

    This is so evocative! I love “Forget-Me-Nots in my tonic and gin its magical elixir clings to my lips.”💝

    Liked by 5 people

  18. lillian
    12/09/2020 • 9:02 am

    The first line is so painful….draws the reader in. This line is my favorite
    “Forget-Me-Nots in my tonic and gin” —- ah yes. Sometimes it is the response to swallow/drink away the pain. And then the juxtapositioning of that sweet flower with the words in its name…well done!

    Liked by 4 people

  19. freyathewriter
    12/09/2020 • 10:22 am

    ‘only sweet hellos and no goodbyes’ – I think we could all do with that at the moment. Lovely poem.

    Liked by 7 people

  20. -Eugenia
    12/09/2020 • 11:54 am

    Thank you so much, Lillian!

    Liked by 4 people

  21. d.a.simpsonwriter
    12/09/2020 • 12:36 pm

    Very beautiful indeed…

    Liked by 5 people

  22. catscue
    12/09/2020 • 1:16 pm

    Wow, that is one beautiful poem today. I love the blossoms too.

    Liked by 6 people

  23. calmkate
    12/09/2020 • 1:59 pm

    I like your progression from forlorn sadness to real hope … that last line is powerful!

    Liked by 6 people

  24. rivrvlogr
    12/09/2020 • 2:42 pm

    “silent regrets undoing time” — Yes. As if the past is undone, when it is, in fact, all we have to hold on to.

    Liked by 7 people

  25. Beverly Crawford
    12/09/2020 • 2:50 pm

    “Only sweet hellos and no goodbyes” If only.

    Liked by 6 people

  26. Björn Rudberg (brudberg)
    12/09/2020 • 4:10 pm

    I can really feel the bitterness of the tonic in this.

    Liked by 5 people

  27. poetrybydebi
    12/09/2020 • 8:46 pm

    Forget-Me-Nots in my tonic and gin…. outstanding line

    Liked by 6 people

  28. msjadeli
    12/09/2020 • 8:47 pm

    “forget-me-nots in my tonic and gin” only hellos and no goodbyes. sounds just right 😦

    Liked by 6 people

  29. Helen Dehner
    12/09/2020 • 11:27 pm

    What an amazing way to write of lost love …..

    Liked by 6 people

  31. Yvonne Osborne
    12/11/2020 • 6:31 am

    Forget-me-nots in my tonic and gin!!
    Love that
    Intoxicating, yes.

    Liked by 6 people

  33. michnavs
    12/11/2020 • 10:50 am

    Awww this just melts my heart..

    Liked by 7 people

  34. -Eugenia
    12/11/2020 • 12:02 pm

    Thank you so much, Mich!

    Liked by 3 people

  36. purplepeninportland
    12/12/2020 • 8:49 pm

    “Forget-Me-Nots in my tonic and gin” I love that line. Wonderful work here, Eugenia!

    Liked by 4 people

  38. Peakspeak
    12/13/2020 • 12:39 am

    💛🌼so beautiful

    Liked by 6 people

  43. Susi Bocks
    12/15/2020 • 2:43 pm

    Beautiful, Eugenia! Sweet and sour. 😉

    Liked by 3 people

  44. judeitakali
    12/16/2020 • 10:28 am

    Wow. This is sumptuous writing Eugi😍🌷🥳

    Liked by 3 people

  45. By Laiba
    12/17/2020 • 11:28 am

    Hi! Do like my posts and support me.

    Liked by 4 people

  46. Mbili Freedom
    12/27/2020 • 11:50 am

    This take me back 8 years ago when I was a chairperson of a book club and every weekend we would have poetry sessions. Magical. Thanks for the piece of cake

    Liked by 3 people

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