Smudged Reality

Roth Poetry

Falling in love

can blind us to true reality.

I jumped in headlong;

Mind clouded

with distorted expectations.

Imagination running wild

until I am told…

You are not the one.”

Smack!

Our love becomes

a greasy smudge

on the window pane of my heart

Photo: Dwight L. Roth

Today is Quadrille Monday at d’Verse. Mish asked us to write a Quadrille (of exactly 44 words) using the word Smudge! I thought about the smudge a dove left when she hit my window pane quite hard, and left her mark. I thought about the first time I fell in love and hit the window pane of life, just like the dove did to mine. An imprint one remembers for ever!

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