The Love (after Mary Oliver)

By Jake P., Califon, NJ

The first love
I ever got
Would not lie to me
Softly she spoke
but the love died
at the doorstop
when she left
and cried
in the pouring rain
from the sky, later
I realized that
Was love and love
Hurts. Teenage
Hearts in teenage love
Can lead to one thing, teenage
Hurt. In and out
of pain, and pain,
and more pain
I realized love
Is not worth living
Without

This piece has been published in Teen Ink’s monthly print magazine.

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despurlock said...
Jun. 30, 2009 at 2:18 am:

Wow! This is really beautiful. I really, really, really loved it. I esp. loved the format. VERY ORIGINAL! I love it! I hope to read more from you. Def. keep writing :-) And, I'd love it if you checked out some of my writing and let me know what you think. Thanks so much! And again, GREAT job!

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BeccaBlue826 said...
Jun. 29, 2009 at 9:13 pm:

WOW...i loved it! i think its cool how you present the lines different than most poets styles would...bravo

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inspiration said...
Jun. 29, 2009 at 4:42 pm:

wow. i really like your poem. it does say alot! Keep writing, because i look forward to read more of your poems!

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Schubster said...
Jun. 29, 2009 at 2:34 pm:

beautiful piece! And so true......it's weird no one else commented yet....anyway, hope you keep writing! :)