Yeah. I do a little writing . . .

David M Pitchford: poet, novelist, fringemonkey

Love that Was


What was True No More

It really happened. All that happened was
real. Though we experience so much life
within our imaginations, it is
the sharing that lends us that which to call
real—consensus reality—we felt
what we felt, knowing what we learned as we
went along together. Love and life and
all that accompanied these. But changes
come along with life, define life, present
choices—some we make better than others . . .
Love did not change; it abides still despite
separation. But conditions evolved
into distances that seem unbridgeable—
“irreconcilable” the term of ending.

 David M Pitchford
9 June 2009

9 June 2009 - Posted by bitterhermit | After the Vows, Poetry, depression, divorce, grief, grieving, love poems, mind alive, poem, poems, relationship, self confidence, self empowerment, sonnets, spirituality | , , , , , | 6 Comments

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  1. David,

    I’ve been reading about you. Very interesting. By the way it’s your neighbor. Just checking to see if this works. Iwant your e-mail address. Later!

    Comment by Aimee Hall | 22 June 2009 | Reply

    • lol. I guessed as soon as I saw the spelling of your name, Aimee. I’ll email you as soon as I get around to it . . . if my server will let it through. Thanks for reading and leaving a comment :-)

      Comment by bitterhermit | 22 June 2009 | Reply

  2. Glad it’s your dryer vent not mine!!

    Comment by Aimee Hall | 22 June 2009 | Reply

    • how neigborly is that? Can I borrow your dryer? Just for my good clothes – they wrinkle like mad in ours )-:

      Comment by bitterhermit | 22 June 2009 | Reply

  3. Such a beautiful poem and so heartbreaking in its reality.

    Comment by Quiet Waters Rise | 21 July 2009 | Reply

    • Thank you.

      Comment by bitterhermit | 21 July 2009 | Reply


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