“When It Ended” – original love poetry, circa 1981

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“when it ended” – original poetry, circa 1981

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this was an important time for me, half a life ago

and this is my oldest recorded poem i have, published in the university of houston clear lakes’s student publication, the bayousphere in 1982

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When it Ended


Atlanta

late in the morning,

stopping by the road,

morning air sticking to my face

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I sucked blood from my knuckles

torn

switching the old tire

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as i looked back to Atlanta

its rivers of towers

with two or three lights

still peeping

over the slant of the hills.

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Coasted the Gulf

to Louisiana.

White ribbons of hot concrete

leading me

over the green stump swamps

to Orange

where i bridged the mud

of the Sabine.

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Saw

a hundred steel steeples spitting

balls of white fire

into the night sky,

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down to the Valley

where the trees                        disappeared

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then reappeared

all the limbs

and trunks

shrunken over resting

old folks

darkened wrinkled and dying —

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Crossed the wet borders.

Theirs.     Ours.

Yours.

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The flat hot roofs and white streaked sky

slanting

to

the desert —

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Found, on the red sands,

a town with a woman.

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She rocked me slowly

and

sang me songs

telling me tales,

floating me in her

tiny brown waves

of singing wet flesh

leaving

me

shivering

til

i

floated,

til

i

sang

(hoarsely)

all my tales

of my leavings,

my promise

to you.

© felipe adan lerma, jr  1981

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the only time i’ve lived outside texas, before our current planned move to vermont, was when i was in the air force, stationed in northwest florida

sometimes i’d do the 12 hour drive home to houston with the kids etc, and sometimes by myself, usually in one drive – now it’d probably take me two days!

the poem then, is a kinda compilation of remembered images, a detour through atlanta to play tourist, tire changes, plus mixes of feelings covering several years from the mid 70’s to 1980 or so

that was a time of endings and new beginnings 30 years ago

i remember feeling a kernel of hopefulness when i wrote this poem

reading this again the last few weeks, i sense that hopefulness even stronger

maybe cause another new beginning is beginning…

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through-out the month of may, as sheila and i prepare for our texas-to-vermont change-over, i’ll be posting images of painting and photos, plus more poems

maybe not every day, but at least several times a week

with an occasional usual yoga-fitness post 😉

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namaste – con dios – god be with you

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A beginner's view : integrating interests in yoga, fitness, and the arts - work in fiction, poetry, and images.
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8 Responses to “When It Ended” – original love poetry, circa 1981

  1. brian says:

    excellent.. a fine bit of story telling…creatively done…love the concrete elements…and the sensuality in your words..you really bring the city alive…been a bit since i was last in ATL

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    • yoga-adan says:

      thank you brian, you don’t know how timely your “fine bit of story telling” is for me; not yet ready to start spinning short stories and novels again (which i did in the late 70s early 80s) but to have someone get a sense of that in a poem is very encouraging, even if it was written over 30 years ago 😉

      yea, atlanta’s an interesting place; stone mountain nearby brings good memories to me ’bout my kids

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  2. zongrik says:

    this has a great mood, a great feel

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  3. claudia says:

    whew..this is very sensual felipe…sometimes cities can do this to us..sometimes it’s what we connect with them…thanks for taking us on this trip…think i need to change tires in atlanta one day…smiles

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    • yoga-adan says:

      what a great response! made me grin ear to ear and almost spill my coffee, “think i need to change tires in atlanta one day” 😉

      yea, can’t believe this has held up for over 30 years for me – thanks!

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  4. Nancy alder says:

    beautiful Adan! love it

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