{"id":3575,"date":"2017-03-28T01:04:26","date_gmt":"2017-03-28T00:04:26","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.writingsinrhyme.com\/?p=3575"},"modified":"2017-09-28T22:29:44","modified_gmt":"2017-09-28T21:29:44","slug":"they-were-lovers-once","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/writingsinrhyme.com\/index.php\/they-were-lovers-once\/","title":{"rendered":"They Were Lovers Once"},"content":{"rendered":"<figure id=\"attachment_4001\" aria-describedby=\"caption-attachment-4001\" style=\"width: 910px\" class=\"wp-caption alignnone\"><a href=\"http:\/\/www.writingsinrhyme.com\/index.php\/they-were-lovers-once\/together-but-walking-different-paths\/\" rel=\"attachment wp-att-4001\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" src=\"http:\/\/www.writingsinrhyme.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2017\/03\/Together-but-walking-different-paths.jpg\" alt=\"Together but walking different paths\" width=\"910\" height=\"508\" class=\"size-full wp-image-4001\" srcset=\"https:\/\/writingsinrhyme.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2017\/03\/Together-but-walking-different-paths.jpg 910w, https:\/\/writingsinrhyme.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2017\/03\/Together-but-walking-different-paths-300x167.jpg 300w, https:\/\/writingsinrhyme.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2017\/03\/Together-but-walking-different-paths-768x429.jpg 768w, https:\/\/writingsinrhyme.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2017\/03\/Together-but-walking-different-paths-700x391.jpg 700w, https:\/\/writingsinrhyme.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2017\/03\/Together-but-walking-different-paths-332x185.jpg 332w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 910px) 100vw, 910px\" \/><\/a><figcaption id=\"caption-attachment-4001\" class=\"wp-caption-text\">Together but walking different paths<\/figcaption><\/figure>\n<blockquote><p>The bitter bickering old couple often seen as much as the loving couples&#8230; yet they too were lovers once&#8230; an old verse of mine restored to the site.<\/p><\/blockquote>\n<p>Before the now, cold touch, harsh words<br \/>\nThey were lovers, once upon a time, long ago<br \/>\nExcited at the sound, touch, scent of each other<br \/>\nWhen their bodies youthful passions did know<br \/>\nBut that was then.<\/p>\n<p>These days, they merely live together<br \/>\nGrunt greetings and goodbyes, passion spent<br \/>\nNow in spiteful cuts they communicate<br \/>\nIn hurting each others feelings are content.<br \/>\nBut, that.. it was when<\/p>\n<p>No wrinkles buckled youth fresh skin<br \/>\nEach other had not long or well known<br \/>\nHad they kept it that way throughout the years<br \/>\nPerhaps more love would be shown&#8230;<br \/>\nBetween women and men.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>The bitter bickering old couple often seen as much as the loving couples&#8230; yet they too were lovers once&#8230; an old verse of mine restored to the site. Before the now, cold touch, harsh words They were lovers, once upon a time, long ago Excited at the sound, touch, scent &#8230;<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"_jetpack_memberships_contains_paid_content":false,"footnotes":""},"categories":[724],"tags":[3865,3864,3866],"class_list":["post-3575","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-heartbreak-poems","tag-broken-romance","tag-faded-love","tag-love-grows-cold","column","twocol"],"jetpack_featured_media_url":"","jetpack_shortlink":"https:\/\/wp.me\/p7EI4f-VF","jetpack_likes_enabled":true,"jetpack-related-posts":[{"id":2782,"url":"https:\/\/writingsinrhyme.com\/index.php\/aughnacliffe-dolmen-for-the-lovers-for-one-night-is-their-bed\/","url_meta":{"origin":3575,"position":0},"title":"Aughnacliffe Dolmen for the Lovers for One Night is Their Bed","author":"Tom\u00e1s \u00d3 C\u00e1rthaigh","date":"4th June 2016","format":false,"excerpt":"A bed hard of stone neath the sky starry above Is good enough, soft enough, for a couple in love He who won her heart at her wedding feast, with her had fled So she never slept with Fionn Mac Cumhaill in their martial bed Her groom - he now\u2026","rel":"","context":"In &quot;Ireland&quot;","block_context":{"text":"Ireland","link":"https:\/\/writingsinrhyme.com\/index.php\/category\/ireland\/"},"img":{"alt_text":"The Aughnacliffe Dolmen stone - this cromlech is known as Diarmaid and Grainnes Bed at Aughnacliffe in Longford","src":"https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/www.writingsinrhyme.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2016\/06\/Diarmaid-and-Grainnes-Bed-at-Aughnacliffe-in-Longford-1.jpg?resize=350%2C200","width":350,"height":200,"srcset":"https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/www.writingsinrhyme.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2016\/06\/Diarmaid-and-Grainnes-Bed-at-Aughnacliffe-in-Longford-1.jpg?resize=350%2C200 1x, https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/www.writingsinrhyme.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2016\/06\/Diarmaid-and-Grainnes-Bed-at-Aughnacliffe-in-Longford-1.jpg?resize=525%2C300 1.5x, https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/www.writingsinrhyme.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2016\/06\/Diarmaid-and-Grainnes-Bed-at-Aughnacliffe-in-Longford-1.jpg?resize=700%2C400 2x"},"classes":[]},{"id":2535,"url":"https:\/\/writingsinrhyme.com\/index.php\/lovers-of-bazdara\/","url_meta":{"origin":3575,"position":1},"title":"Lovers of Bazdara","author":"Tom\u00e1s \u00d3 C\u00e1rthaigh","date":"6th February 2016","format":false,"excerpt":"A Pashtun (Afghan) love story, of a couple who fell for each other at first sight, but were destined not to be together, both dying of grief. Live the Lovers of Valdaro, they in their common grave are in embrace, legend tells us, though when buried they were not. Not\u2026","rel":"","context":"In &quot;Folklore and Legend&quot;","block_context":{"text":"Folklore and Legend","link":"https:\/\/writingsinrhyme.com\/index.php\/category\/folklore-and-legend\/"},"img":{"alt_text":"Adam Khan played the rabab and won the heart of Durkhanai","src":"https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/www.writingsinrhyme.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2016\/02\/Adam-Khan-played-the-rabab-and-won-the-heart-of-Durkhanai.jpg?resize=350%2C200","width":350,"height":200,"srcset":"https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/www.writingsinrhyme.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2016\/02\/Adam-Khan-played-the-rabab-and-won-the-heart-of-Durkhanai.jpg?resize=350%2C200 1x, https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/www.writingsinrhyme.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2016\/02\/Adam-Khan-played-the-rabab-and-won-the-heart-of-Durkhanai.jpg?resize=525%2C300 1.5x, https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/www.writingsinrhyme.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2016\/02\/Adam-Khan-played-the-rabab-and-won-the-heart-of-Durkhanai.jpg?resize=700%2C400 2x, https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/www.writingsinrhyme.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2016\/02\/Adam-Khan-played-the-rabab-and-won-the-heart-of-Durkhanai.jpg?resize=1050%2C600 3x"},"classes":[]},{"id":403,"url":"https:\/\/writingsinrhyme.com\/index.php\/lovers-of-valdaro\/","url_meta":{"origin":3575,"position":2},"title":"Lovers of Valdaro","author":"Tom\u00e1s \u00d3 C\u00e1rthaigh","date":"14th February 2013","format":false,"excerpt":"As in life, in death, they lie, embraced In the Eternal Cloak of the cold cold ground The warm bonds of an endless love Between two lovers, shown when they were found All away swept quickly all the years That have passed since they lived back then We are not\u2026","rel":"","context":"In &quot;Death&quot;","block_context":{"text":"Death","link":"https:\/\/writingsinrhyme.com\/index.php\/category\/death\/"},"img":{"alt_text":"The \"Lovers of Valdaro\". 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Thanks to Massimiliano for the notification. - from Irisharchaeology.ie","src":"https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/www.writingsinrhyme.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2013\/01\/Lovers-Of-Valdaro.jpg?resize=350%2C200","width":350,"height":200},"classes":[]},{"id":2379,"url":"https:\/\/writingsinrhyme.com\/index.php\/she-loved-not-him-who-her-father-chose\/","url_meta":{"origin":3575,"position":3},"title":"She Loved Not Him Who Her Father Chose","author":"Tom\u00e1s \u00d3 C\u00e1rthaigh","date":"16th October 2015","format":false,"excerpt":"A poem I wrote some years back, on love, a disapproving family, and a tragedy of murder and suicide! which I now republish on the website... She loved not him who her father chose A man with castle and land Oh, no, it was but a humble serf Who asked\u2026","rel":"","context":"In &quot;Death&quot;","block_context":{"text":"Death","link":"https:\/\/writingsinrhyme.com\/index.php\/category\/death\/"},"img":{"alt_text":"","src":"","width":0,"height":0},"classes":[]},{"id":1332,"url":"https:\/\/writingsinrhyme.com\/index.php\/the-courtly-lovers\/","url_meta":{"origin":3575,"position":4},"title":"The Courtly Lovers","author":"Tom\u00e1s \u00d3 C\u00e1rthaigh","date":"29th July 2012","format":false,"excerpt":"https:\/\/www.youtube.com\/watch?v=F7p5W7dEJDk Her eyes caught mine, and then her smile Wrought tears from my heart, not blood: From me she has flown, from afar loved unknown A love unspoken, perhaps understood? 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