This poem I penned in 1999 for my one & only love. Her name is Coleen and she has stayed true to me in the face of adversity for four decades. She is my Miracle, my Lover & Confidante. My partner for Life, for ever.
We met at a party one cold Cape night
Whose? No-one knows . . . or cares
Anymore than they can recall whether they were there.
But I remember when; the year of 1969
And I remember where; a house on a steep street in Rosebank.
And, most of all, I remember You! . . . your phone number too!
Oh! What courage it took . . .
To dial that telephone number,
Over your shoulder so carelessly thrown
As you climbed into that VW wagon
Oh! How hopefully and gratefully I snatched it
From the chilly midnight air
Greedily, lest some lesser mortal find it
Frozen in Eternity . . .
I wanted you then, as I yet want you now.
As that old grey Volksie sputtered down the hill
All I saw was your eyes . . . the way they cuddled my soul
When you said “Hello” and very little more.
And now, so many years – nigh 29 – and tears later
After so many partings and rejoinings
I love you more than ever I did.
But, more amazing, after all my betrayals of your trust
In all the diabolical ways that I and my Alter have behaved
You still find it in your heart to love, comfort and, even cherish, me.
Neither truer nor purer Love can there ever be
This I believe; NAY! I Know it for sure!
My precious woman, I just wanted you to know.
Peter Mark Garnett © 04 February 1999