R.M. Dolin, February 5, 2024 I have to see you, hold your tender hands, look deeply into your soft eyes that cannot lie, to know it’s really over. If not now, then when I’m in Paris for the Roubaix Challenge, which is currently in jeopardy. …
Read MoreDulcinea
R.M. Dolin, February 14, 2024 I’m a hapless romanticwith tenuous tethers to realitywho fantasizes about finishing at Roubaixexhausted, muddied, and worn,but joyfully happy to see you waitingin your blue dress holdinga single white roseand a soft tender smile.It’s silly I know, especially aftersaying you no …
Read MoreLoss of Love
R.M. Dolin, February 13, 2024 You’re not the firstto leave me,just the onethat hurts the most.I loved you without fearor regret, without a safety netor discarded shields.I believed you’d never leave,it’s the pivotal reasonI fell so haplesslyin love. Background poem for the novel, “The Dangling …
Read MoreCycling on Smiles
R.M. Dolin, February 12, 2024 It’s a silly simple bike I bought used at that shop on the edge of town during my second visit to Versailles, but I do so love it. Memories get carried on it’s glossy gray frame that only has space …
Read MoreGoodbye Girl
R.M. Dolin, January 29, 2024 The always leaving girl is gone, and in her void, an unsettled darkness descends in after-breath whispers that evaporate into contrails of discerning distraction meant to delay inevitable loneliness and returning isolation. I not only mourn the loss of her …
Read MoreWho Wins the War
R.M. Dolin, January 30, 2024 Legend and lore tell a tale of the brokenhearted boy on the edge of becoming a man who plunges into inconsolable despair when the woman he intends to forever love is lost. His father reasons in vain for hope and …
Read MoreDescending into Hell
R.M. Dolin, January 23, 2024 Steady glides the descent intothe deep. Tossing and tumbling in free fall,bouncing off rocky ledges of false anchorsbefore being torn away by strengthening currentsof viscous indifference leaving fewer and fewerreasons for hope. Deafening darkness encroacheswith eerie echoes from the bottomless …
Read MorePlaying the Card that Cannot Win
R.M. Dolin, January 21, 2024 You played the one fatal cardthat cannot win,the one from which there isno coming back,“the always leaving girl.”All that remains isreshuffling the deckand starting anew. . . Background poem for the novel, “The Dangling Conversation.” Kyle desperately loves Nadia, but …
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R.M. Dolin, January 21, 2024 Everything’s terminal,fleeting at an accelerated rate of evaporation.The best we can do is make it through unscathedbut in reality, we’re all damaged goodsdoing our best to not wiltand dither in high desert heat.My kisses once stole your breath,leaving you gasping …
Read MoreStarts, Stops, and Misdirections
R.M. Dolin, January 21, 2024 Life’s an awkward journey filled with starts, stops, and misdirections. Those who reach the end with any semblance of success never stop moving, never stop changing. When we no longer fear being alone, we’re no longer alone. If we let …
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