Poem 305 – Four Magic Words

Some talk of those three magic words.
Don’t get me wrong, they’re great, and best
when followed by another two:
‘I love you’ echoed by, ‘You too.’

There are four more, their simplicity
childlike and plain, a single breath.
They too are words of promise pledged
to travel forwards hand in hand.

These words are words of invitation,
come let’s explore new worlds together;
four doors of glorious imagination,
opening, ‘Once upon a time’.

Looking back over some of my first poems, I thought today I might rework ‘Poem 12 – Magic Words‘ from 20.10.22 into a more regular metre.
(27.09.24)

© Ben Quant 2024
Photo by Jan Tinneberg on Unsplash

Poem 12 – Magic Words

Some talk of three magic words
Don’t get me wrong, they’re great
Best followed by two truly meant
‘I love you’
‘You too’
There are another four
Their simplicity deceives
Childlike
Plain
A single breath
They too are words of promise jointly made
Of traveling hand in hand come what may
Of walking into worlds unknown together
For richer or poorer
For better for worse
One lifting the other
The other trusting to be held
A covenant made
‘Once upon a time’

Only time for a quick poem today. Stuck for what to write about I reached for the classic start, only to find it became the end…

(20.10.21)

© Ben Quant 2021