Thank you!
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Loves Won and Lost
I chanced upon her on a greying autumn day
She smiled just briefly, then pressed on; was I just in the way?
I thought there was a flicker there, a glance that stayed just longer
And as our paths crossed more that year that flickering glance grew stronger
I’m not sure when we crossed that line that said this is forbidden
But by then the die had been cast down our passions wildly driven
We grasped at every moment like it was the last on earth
We laughed and cried and held onto that love for all its worth
I guess we knew that we were heading for a cliff top like decision
That would test us to the very core, cloud even loves clear vision
We skirted round that fatal day, Still talked about tomorrows
Said we would work it out somehow despite surrounding sorrows
We went our separate ways again promising not for ever
We phoned, we wrote and tried to meet but the demons were too clever
With broken hearts and heavy steps we trudged our separate paths
And as the time grew longer, our souls were all but trashed
I guess it finished on a ‘high’ of love and pain and longing
You get on with your life and find some more belonging
We wrote much later in the years and reminisced like lovers
We thought the painting would not dry but the laquer tears had covered
As I look back on all my paths ours was the brightest moment
Just for a while time did stand still and give us joys enthronement
I think I met an angel then sent down to test and steal me
And whisper “love that can’t be shared is counterfeit believe me”
© gumbud
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thanks Minx they are always easier and better when they are true from the heart - that last one tore my heart out almost!
Blimey is it me or did ot just get a bit hot in here 
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I’m so sorry Gumbud. That’s so tragic. I hope you’re in a better place now though. Please continue to share. There is a section dedicated to writing. Your poems are really good.
Oh yes made a recovery and plenty more to share slowly!!
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A Lonely Valentine
I used to visit once a week
From “community friends who care”
they said that her need for love
was as longing as her stare
so I just sat and chatted
as she looked through wooded gloom
she seemed to be oblivious
of the din around her room
I told her of my childhood
my loves and lost ones too
what the world was up to
and how the years just flew
then one week out of the blue
I mentioned Valentine
Said ‘I wonder how I’ll do this year’?
just to pass the time
the muscles in her cheeks grew taut
and her eyes closed narrower still
“I’ve never had a valentine-
And guess I never will”
the words hung in the moment
and the silence deafened me
I think I fumbled some response
and took my leave to flee
I thought about those words all night
they burrowed in my head
a lost soul had just cried out
and all I’d done was fled
my visits ceased for several weeks
as I went about my life
and then one frosty snow clad day
I returned, my step was light
as I entered through the hall that day
I was called aside to hear
‘your lady passed away last night -
no pain - no longer cared’
I walked across to where she’d sat
a card lay on the ground
I picked it up and read the verse
it spoke of loves lost and found
but underneath in shaky hand
a message had been left
you always were my valentine
and always were the best!
© gumbud
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That’s so poignant
thanks Minx - yes sometimes I just don’t know where they come from and then I run dry for a year?
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Memories that never fade
I thought I heard you whisper me one day
How is my former lover by the way?
Do you still recall that captured smile?
That spoke a thousand meanings for a while
Do you remember when we didn’t have a care?
Would walk through rain and laughter share?
Would find those moments in between
Where wasted times just grey and mean?
How are you now my greying, long lost friend?
I often think of you when eve descends
You were my life, my all back then
How did we part, how did it end?
It’s hard sometimes to think you’re still around
Across some ocean but can’t be found
But I still have the book of memories close
They still remind me of your loving ghost!
© gumbud
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That’s just beautiful 
thanks Minx your my favorite fan!
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Love the third and last?
Hesitant…shortened greetings
Gentle murmurs…half shared smiles
Only ever met in public…
In those days of first beguiles
I didn’t want…to rush into
Some other… broken dream
So we only lit a social flame…
And talked of maybe schemes
Our chaperons were always there
Nurturing the lovers garden
They knew just when to sprinkle on
Some extra magic potion
I’d never been a Don Juan
Just a one off girl forever man
So letting ego boundaries fall
Was a half forgotten memory call
It crept up one sunshine day
Caught us unawares…
We sat and talked as usual…about
Life and loves and cares
And then the unspoken question
What step is next to take
Our hands reached out
The vows were out; no turning back this day
©gumbud
I chanced upon her/Brief Encounter
I chanced upon her or was it cruels design?
I thought for just one moment she could mine
But she had fought some battles and then some more
The scars ran deep; some still fresh and sore
We sat and spoke and twisted stories for a while
And then she said “must dash, so many miles to climb”
I wished her well said let’s do this again
She turned and smiled “yea sure but don’t know when”
I left it for a day? A week or two?
And then she drifted in right into view
We sat, drank tea and yarned again
I wondered; was this just chance or heaven sent?
Perhaps she’s still wrapped in the twine
Of other mens unholy crime?
But that’s not how I see her now
She comes refreshed and men will bow !
I see a soul who chooses rest
In forest glades she sings her best
But then the other side calls out
Have I been cleansed; without a doubt?
Well there is a bridge that you must cross
And as you do throw ‘way the dross
Your body and your soul are clean
Just walk away from shadows mean?
© gumbud
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I love your poems gummy… are they about real life experiences ? I wondered what the inspiration for them was.
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thanks summer none of us write them for accolades but of course do appreciate them all the same. My best one have been based on lifes experiences - loves won and lost of course but others just pop out from having a crazy capricornian; liverpudlian ; humour driven mind. My father wrote so maybe ?? - my brother had a crazier humor than I but never wrote etc etc and sometime I run dry for months and months sometimes just because of laziness. but again genuine thanks - you sometimes make us strive that little bit more!
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A Scouser ? That would explain the creativity.You are mostly Irish aren’t you?
don’t believe so ?