at the beginning
no winning
your kisses like addictive nectar
your golden scepter
love was green and soft dreams
and schemes
your early face a roman God
you nod
and I your pliant playground
round and round
but your eyes oh how they wandered
trust squandered
and soon enough all of you followed
left hollowed
and me, alone, to begin anew
never needed you
Copyright ©2026 Lisa Paul. All rights reserved.
This is my first attempt at an Echo Poem, so I hope I have submitted something acceptable. This is written in response to:
Our W3 challenge
- Write an echo poem about a first — first love, first heartbreak, first bike ride, first apartment, first snowfall, first pet, first anything that mattered.
- Show us how you felt — excited, embarrassed, afraid, proud, uncertain.
- Include at least one variation of one of these words:
- Early (earlier, earliest)
- Begin (beginning, began, begun, begins)
- Primary (primarily, primaries)
- Start (start, started, starting, starts)
A Little Bit of Everything, With Love 
I like this poem! I love that you ended it with such strength!
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Thank you so much!
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First loves can be hard at times. I love your poem- ‘but your eyes oh how they wanderedtrust squandered’. Usually, this is the turning point in love, when the trust goes… 👏😊
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Thank you so much for your comment. I agree, losing trust is the turning point.
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Lovely poem, Lisa. Loved the last line. That’s couragious. Well done.
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Thank you, Indira.
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its a beautiful and powerful poem of love. Especially the power of first loves
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There really isn’t much as powerful as first love, you are right.
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Yes, the ‘trust squandered’ couplet is the hinge. No trust, no love. A lesson learned it sounds like.
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Oh yes, a very hard lesson. It didn’t go well for me. Until I realized I never needed him.
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Oh, first love, and a face of a roman God, wow!
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Yes, he had that profile. He definitely had a Roman nose. Blonde hair, blue eyes. He was gorgeous
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Lisa, the turn from “your eyes oh how they wandered / trust squandered” to “never needed you” feels especially strong to me. I love this.
~David
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Thank you so much, David!
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*hug!*
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hi, Lisa❣️
Just wanna let you know that this week’s W3, hosted by our beloved Nancy, is now live until Monday, Mar. 16:
Much love,
David
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Thank you!
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