Of Cobblers and Glovers

To quote the Bard: A rose by any other name [6 July 2020]

To love
To feel that sweetest of emotions
To give
To be enfolded, warm as in a fleece
To ache in want of you
To open, to let you in
That you might know me true
To receive…
Pain.

Better maybe to remain
Closed to you
To know no blame and feel no flame
Be forever hard and cold
A dried and worthless husk of futile dreams
Of what could have been

But to love
To take that step
To risk that I might drown
Or to retreat while this semblance of sanity still is mine

A decision made… for there can be no other
I trust you’ll make my shoes of finest leather
My patron saint of cobblers and of glovers

About crispina kemp

Spinner of Asaric and Mythic tales
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32 Responses to Of Cobblers and Glovers

  1. Sadje says:

    A lovely poem Crispina

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  2. Michael says:

    “To love…that sweetest of emotions” is what we all crave but knowing it can come with unbearable pain is part of living I think.

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  3. Dale says:

    Beautifully done, Crispina.
    I say much better to take a chance than to sit by idly, believing our supposed sanity is what is best and knowing we will always ask ourselves, what if?

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  4. Beautifully penned, Crispina ♥️

    Like

  5. Very well expressed, but I didn’t understand the last two lines. Is their actually a patron saint of cobblers?

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  6. Beautiful poem, Crispina. Some lines touched me deeply like “To risk that I might drown” and the first stanza as well!
    Keep writing more!

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