Tuesday, 20 September 2011

Poems: I Am No Good at Love

As well as being a natty dresser, a superb songwriter, the author of the sublime "Brief Encounter" and a cracking playwright, Noel Coward also wrote some rather nifty poems. I love this one. I think we've all felt we're not very good at love at some time or other. It can be a tricky pastime.

I Am No Good at Love

by Noel Coward

I am no good at love
My heart should be wise and free
I kill the unfortunate golden goose
Whoever it may be
With over-articulate tenderness
And too much intensity.

I am no good at love
I batter it out of shape
Suspicion tears at my sleepless mind
And gibbering like an ape,
I lie alone in the endless dark
Knowing there's no escape.

I am no good at love
When my easy heart I yield
Wild words come tumbling from my mouth
Which should have stayed concealed;
And my jealousy turns a bed of bliss
Into a battlefield.

I am no good at love
I betray it with little sins
For I feel the misery of the end
In the moment that it begins
And the bitterness of the last good-bye
Is the bitterness that wins.

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