At One Time

At One Time


At one time I knew love
Felt its touch caress my skin
Smelled its scent seduce me
Tasted its intoxication
Seen its colors wrap around me
Heard its song whisper to my soul
At one time
I knew

But no more

Now I know something else
Felt its thorns pierce my skin
Smelled another woman’s perfume
Tasted the bitterness of rejection
Seen the colors fade to gray
Heard the discordant notes
At one time
I knew

About Denise Callaway

I started writing in the 5th grade and have folders of bits and pieces dating back nearly that far. Wonderful teachers encouraged me along the way, from allowing me to take my spelling word sentences and write a story instead to posting pictures for a free write on a regular basis. On those pictures, I often look for some obscure detail, sometimes imagined off the picture to develop into the story idea. As I grew into my teenage years, I continued to write and added poetry to my list. Throughout college and during my adult life, I've continued writing: short stories, poetry, and even a few articles for Yahoo! Voices before they shut down that venue. I do have longer works in process and I hope to one day unveil them to you all. Until that day comes, I hope you enjoy these tasty tidbits I delight in sharing with you.

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