Love runs amok –lost in our
hearts. We all seek
the shelter
of another,
and find ourselves
wondering when the scorching heat
that fills our lonely souls
will stop to be quenched
by that one special love,
that one true love
we so desire.
I ask this as ragged thoughts
run amok like the wildebeest
across the dry heaving
savannah of my cracked soul.

that there is but one
true but cruel

Hearts were meant to be broken,
and we are all lions
in search of our wildebeest,
for love is a savage wild thing.

 ~ by Dean Martin Wilknott


gz said...

Hmmm. Thought provoking.

red dirt girl said...

Hmmm. I'm not a fan of the entire poem, but I like the image (and thought) of love being a savage and wild thing. I think my love is sometimes savage and wild. Thankfully Soub is not a wildebeest :)


Adullamite said...

I've met a few wildebeests in my time....

J Cosmo Newbery said...

Somewhat timely but I don't like the last stanza.

SL said...

Reminds me of our mutual friend, Florence & The Machine, singing "Howl"....

If you could only see the beast you've made of me
I held it in but now it seems you've set it running free
The saints can't help me now, the ropes have been unbound
I hunt for you with bloody feet across the hallow'd ground

red dirt girl said...

Adullamite, hopefully you don't count yourself among them ...!


red dirt girl said...

Timely? Now I'm curious. Last stanza? ha. It was the stanza I liked best. I think the first stanza starts out great - love runs amok (amok is such a great word) but loses me when he compares his soul to a dry cracked savanna which feels like a cliche' to me.

So what is it about the last stanza that you don't like ??


red dirt girl said...

Wow - I love the Flo + Machine reference !! completely missed that one. Thanks SL :)


soubriquet said...

"You make me feel brand gnu".

red dirt girl said...

Well, I can see why the poet chose 'wildebeest' over 'gnu' ... besides, you've always loved a good chase ;)


goatman said...

Any one who has not had a first love break their heart please raise your hand . . . I thought so. That, I think, is the intent of the last stanza.
Of course, we tend to forget about that and flow on.

red dirt girl said...

Soub attempted to make a case for first loves not ending badly... it was a weak argument. Between 'first' and 'love' lie all sorts of words like ending and badly and savage and broken and hurt ... leading me to concur with goatman.

Unless you are that one anomaly that is still living out your first love, with love, in love (and you aren't 14) - then by all means, please do tell me your story!


bulletholes said...

My first love was a girl that would blow into my ear. That really drove me wild. But it only lasted three weeks, and by the time it was over I was ready to throw myself off the Hurstview bridge.

Of course in the hierarchy of bad things that have gone on in my life, this ranks pretty low.