Vulnerable I stand Aware of the current Of longing Some time back Passion took the bus Right out of my life I know about suffering Through the bumps of life And the endless stops it brings And what the process Of leaving can bring That’s more like My strength these days Than glossing silver wings Over clouds Chasing sunsets Feeling needed I probably choose The squalor of empty eyes Seeking warmth in loneliness An anesthetic of anonymity Against the sharp pain Of close intimate contact Vulnerable I stand Aware of the current Of longing The soundless splash And unvoiced questions Handed to me On silver platters By strangers I stare as I look down Finding my self reflected In the tiles of the floor I hate the floor that I walk now I stare at it The silence arriving That steals the warmth From the things I once held close...
This too shall pass, Tinka. But I can commiserate. I've been there and prefer the solace of my quiet life without expectation. That way I'm always pleasantly surprised by the good things that happen to me.
Tinks, I wish for change for you in this new year. Although heartbreak often inspires great poetry, it would be so good if inspiration came in the form of love.
Great poem!
Chanti
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Leland
This is a growth poem! Through its reality of self it calls for transformation!
Regis
Bobbi
love and peace to you...
Carole
Tinks this is so powerful and honest..
A very sad and beautiful write. Very emotional and most definitely from the heart. Poetry at its best.
And unvoiced questions
Handed to me
On silver platters
By strangers
powerfully emotional verse!
Great poem!
Chanti
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Felix
Love ya!
Excellent poetry me dear one....
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Eileen
Love & Light,
Joseph
Reindeer
Things are never as bad as they appear Tinka
Love
Peter