SONG OF THE DAY: Don't Take Her (She's All I Got)

Just a freestyle sonnet today, about love, love lost, inspired by Swamp Dogg's crazy ass and reading about walking poet Vachel Lindsay.

Tethers so tight, yet familiar, begin to feel 

like the comforts of paradise, loved with great zeal, 

until fault lines suddenly shift, which then reveal 

the routine you so loved was much more rut than real. 

Still left reeling, playing back memories in mind, 

of moments that felt floating, not fleeting, outlined 

in bliss - romantic ignorance while intertwined, 

yet once removed, you realize hindsight's less confined. 

When the fault lines shift, life feels like rubble to sort 

through, hoping to stack enough pieces to export 

peace of mind; ache of loss and fearful thoughts distort 

the horizon into darkness, lacking support. 

And yet, once detoxed of tether's caress, bright heart 

begins to impart hope for another love's start.