Duke Loves Daisy

Posted on August 21, 2011 | 36 Comments

Capital letters for us
In the tree out back
Now about grown over
As I’m about to pack

Duke loves Daisy
Carved within a heart
Hard to make out now
Then it was our start

Sold the house
So big and alone
Without you now
The house only groans

A new couple now
With love in their hearts
Makes it feel right
Since it’s their start
© 2011 Michael Yost 08/11

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36 responses to “Duke Loves Daisy”

  1. terri0729 | August 21, 2011 at 11:08 AM | Reply

    Very sweet, Michael. I really enjoyed it! 🙂

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  2. terri0729 | August 21, 2011 at 11:09 AM | Reply

    Oh, I forget to say that I wrote a love poem today too called Never-Ending. Check it out when you get minute. Blessings

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  3. Mary | August 21, 2011 at 4:43 PM | Reply

    A house holds so much history! Sometimes sad to leave it behind! And its memories.

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  4. tashtoo | August 21, 2011 at 4:57 PM | Reply

    Nice write, Michael! Loved it

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  5. charlesmashburn | August 21, 2011 at 6:55 PM | Reply

    Very melancholy feel to this one, Michael. A good write!

    Here’s my offering for this first Gooseberry Garden picnic: http://charleslmashburn.wordpress.com/2011/08/21/this-eden/

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  6. Life: Between the lines | August 21, 2011 at 7:18 PM | Reply

    awww this is bittersweet at its best. I always wanted my name on a tree, at least those last forever, well until they cut the tree, lol. Stil, each time I see these I often think about the couple, where they could be etc…NICE one boo, xxxxxxxx 🙂

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    • booguloo | August 21, 2011 at 8:26 PM | Reply

      I never had done this myself, but have seen it on different occasions; one was out in the woods, several hundred yards away from the path. Never did figure out that one.

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  8. Kellie Elmore | August 22, 2011 at 1:18 AM | Reply

    You suckered me right in with that first line about the tree out back and carving names into it! This is my kinda stuff!

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    • booguloo | August 22, 2011 at 4:25 AM | Reply

      I used to have some southern in me. Gave me a lot of comfort back then too. That’s when I finally understood that there can be too much of a good thing.. hic.. 😉

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  9. bendedspoon | August 22, 2011 at 7:39 AM | Reply

    Good to pick up those lovely moments in the past. Wishing you more, ahead 😉

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  10. the Cello Strings | August 22, 2011 at 10:07 AM | Reply

    beautiful, glad to see love blossom.

    🙂

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  11. The Noiseless Cuckooclock | August 22, 2011 at 12:09 PM | Reply

    sweet memories recalled,
    well done.

    🙂

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  12. lolamouse | August 22, 2011 at 4:35 PM | Reply

    Bittersweet and poignant write. Nicely done.

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  13. shail | August 23, 2011 at 3:12 AM | Reply

    Memories of a new start revisited. Nicely done.

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  15. Bodhirose | August 23, 2011 at 7:08 AM | Reply

    The old memories of love making way for the new again. So sweet, Michael. I love the names–“Duke loves Daisy”!

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  16. famous poetry | August 23, 2011 at 7:42 AM | Reply

    i could feel this whole poem. sad times.

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  17. liv2write2day | August 24, 2011 at 3:30 PM | Reply

    If only love would last as long as some of those trees. This leaves me wondering about Duke and Daisy. 🙂

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  18. Sharp Little Pencil | August 25, 2011 at 11:12 AM | Reply

    When “forever” doesn’t work out for some folks, it may for the next couple… certainly true of me and my former husband, who are both happily remarried and all friends.

    A tinge of sadness with a happy ending. And the tree will always mark the good times, you know? Thanks, Amy

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  19. jennygoth | September 7, 2011 at 2:22 PM | Reply

    never had my name crved anywhere houses hold lots of memories good and bad scarey or sweet nice poem our minds are a book of pictures ready to be printed xxjen

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