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Root

Early one spring I saw a tree,

A most beautiful maple tree with fresh, green leaves,

Smelling sweet and musky like the white shoulders

Of a new maiden.

I plucked a leaf and put it in my heart and kept it there

For seventeen years,

Although I forgot about it for most of that time;

Took my leaf for granted, and when I looked at it, finally,

It had withered, dried and crumbled.

Astonished, distraught, sad, terrified, I threw my leaf away,

And walked back into the forest, which I knew once,

But did no more, so changed and strange to me.

My fear seized my soul; I knew I would parish there alone.

Madly I searched for my tree, for another leaf, but she was gone.

Weeping, I wandered the dense wood, not believing I could find

Another tree.

But, then I stumbled on a root and fell into sweet, wet grass.

I pushed my face deep into the grass, so cool a fragrant,

And felt the root tug at my foot.

I looked up a saw an oak spreading over my, and I saw God.

No leaf would I take from this tree, no branch that could break and fall;

I would take the root.  I would love that root and never lose sight

Of it,

Or neglect it like my leaf

As I held my root, loved her and was joyful in her, I became

A tree,

A sapling first, and from my darling root I gained strength,

And I became a fine tree.  No oak, not even maple, but sturdy,

Confident and able to stand rigors of time and weather;

And my root stayed with me and gave me life.

.

My root died last week, fought hard to stay, but her sweet body

Failed.

I am bereft; what will I do without my root, my steadfast hold on

Earth;

My raison d’etre; my avatar of God?

But, I know now, if I look carefully at where you stood,

I will see the Love of God because you, my root, my anchor,

Was all I could  see, and I was fulfilled, but now, now,

My Love, my Darling, I must see God where you were,

Because now you are with God, and I must see the way

So, someday, I can find you.  Te Adoro, my Sweet.

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Chasing Suns

My poem is entitled Chasing Suns and I wrote it shortly after my girlfriend broke up with me… She was my first love and is still my only love… It’s almost been eight months since she left me and I’m still madly in love… It’s really no fun :-\ anyway, here is my poem.
i hope you find some meaning in my words.

Chasing Suns
by: Lee Mintz

There exists a home

in a land undefined

By word nor by sound

a lost page of blank line

And though I may dwell

in its spacious confine

It’s a torturous existence

without your home next to mine

This landscape bleeds emotion

pools raindrops obscene

It grows salted and withered

its wounds grow unseen

I froze fast in your fire

wandered lost in between

My sweet darling ember

and our horizon pristine

Darkness descends tearing sleepless asunder

bringing a beating heart still

An infant still lives fading faster toward slumber

under walls of concrete will

No one tear shall flow from this sorrow

chasing endless suns of sanguine spill

I now live lifeless life borrowed

keeping pace with harsh words

“the end, until…”

there it is
every single line has relation to something she and I did together, something she said to me, characteristics of her, or something that happened between us and i feel that this is my best poetic work to date. i hope you agree.