the end

Sound meter, a good rhyme structure, subtle metaphors, a traditional poem with untraditional ideas (phone)-
My heart swells.
I still miss the punctuation and always will. The only one I think necessary is the contraction on "its". You used the possessive when it should be "it is" therefore "it's".
That's the only suggestion I can make.

is stretched and its stressing

you make me itching to write a response to this powerful piece..so here it is.

somewhere in the album of memories
i keep the stories of a broken heart
when love is betrayed, fades or die
it feels like my soul is torn apart

but wisdom whispers to me
a promise i have longed to hear
for love will never be to me
a lost cause through the years

as long as faith embrace courage
hope will always blossom anew
for those who really believe
its a gift not for the chosen few
but for all that have lived

love
Alid

This I would say is a nice poem about "letting go" in a very graceful manner and close on the heels of Valentine's Day adds more meaning to it.

Much love and hugs..

I can't bring myself to offer but one suggestion and I hesitate at that. Next to last stanza, final line. try " to my former height" in order to maintain perfect rhyme. Hope all is well with you............stan

and I don't think the Doc
has a magical pill...

Would suggest: And there is no magic pill,, potion or incantation....

Otherwise your raw truth so beautifully expressed never fails your remarkable artistry.

But my Jayne it is time to get angry, confront the betrayal first hand and challenge the s.o.b.face to face. It may not change anything, but you will feel better and more empowered --right now HE is in control.

love from your joe

its good you are feeling you are "getting to old to waste time on an emotion that's going to make me feel even worse" better if you get even. if he thinks you can't go on without him, prove him wrong. prove to yourself you can be stronger.Let me assure you that will benefits you big time. My prayers be with you, my dear.

big hugs and lots of love
Alid

A beautiful write of anguish and being alone with memories.
The best lines that I read were:-
now I wish you happiness
and a life full of blessings,
This is where you put yourself in the place you should be, not on the gallows steps or on the river Styx or whatever it's called.
I notice that you are growing out of the turmoil of emotions that have been kicked in the ass.
Always remember that "You are Jayne and everything is within your grasp" Take care will write later,
Yours Ian.T

about the best…. see how we catch up …reading others ….so many now follow my style of free and freer verse…. as now comments they also post ….as poetic verse ….if we all did not have our individuality ….no Shakespeare would ever have been born ….and as Ian calls me a bard …though a smaller one …but still I am one ….thanks to your poem …the lost imagination …let go of all past and evil ….go slow there is more potion on earth …as not so much in heaven ….when we are totally physically …mentally and …spiritually simply none …. All forgotten ones...but then where is heaven…

when did you decide to start or end the dots in your poem in the middle of the verses? Begging your pardon but I'm not asking to make fun, I really want to know if syllables plays a role here. I'm not familiar with this style so I am trying to learn from you all that I can.

Alid

It's a pause thing. I think we should all be flogged. Mr. Webster would be ashamed how we misuse our punctuation... ya' know?...