When it's over,
the past reveals itself.
Things make sense, they click,
anger wells up like hives,
feelings of betrayal hit,
feelings of rejection dig in.
When it's over,
perspective changes,
your world view changes,
the coffee table changes,
the pages seem clearer.
When it's over,
the dynamic changes,
power changes hands,
pinging back and forth,
like a ball of energy,
empowering both as
long as dignity and
respect are maintained.
When it’s over,
it just begins, the
sadness of hurting
someone you've known
all your life.
We are four,
in a whirl of change,
all of us in a
storm of the heart.
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Reviews of "Storm of The Heart."
Reviewed by Connie Hinnen Cook (Reader)
Reviewed on October 13, 2002
"When it's over...power changes hands." Boy, is that ever true. Thought-provoking piece!
Reviewed by ConradFV (Reader)
Reviewed on October 8, 2002
powerful beautiful write, this 'typhoon' poem of yours... yes, very true 2: each change changes many things... Salamat for the read, poet Jeanette.
Reviewed by Alexander Shaumyan (Reader)
Reviewed on October 5, 2002
Excellent poem, Jeanette.
When it's over,
perspective changes,
your world view changes,
the coffee table changes,
the pages seem clearer.
It's good to have a change of perspective. Sometimes relationship die or need renew themselves. Change is good.
change can be for the better...look what it has done to this marvelous poem....
Reviewed by Ron (sketchman) Axelson (Reader)
Reviewed on October 5, 2002
Hi Jeanette! Hope all is well with you.
Sometimes change is good
Sometimes it's not
What a wonderful way with words you have hon.
A magnificent painting you posted.
Reviewed by Elizabeth Taylor (Reader)
Reviewed on October 5, 2002
empowering both as
long as dignity and
respect are maintained.
Nice choice of words. Enjoyed it....~E
Reviewed by Lady Peg (Reader)
Reviewed on October 5, 2002
When its over starts all over again and again good write....
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When it's over,
perspective changes,
your world view changes,
the coffee table changes,
the pages seem clearer.
It's good to have a change of perspective. Sometimes relationship die or need renew themselves. Change is good.
nice job
Sometimes change is good
Sometimes it's not
What a wonderful way with words you have hon.
A magnificent painting you posted.
long as dignity and
respect are maintained.
Nice choice of words. Enjoyed it....~E