Weave of a Relationship (poem) by John Herlihy on AuthorsDen

Weave of a Relationship
by John Herlihy → (All Poetry by John Herlihy)
Wednesday, August 12, 2020 Rated "G" by the Author.

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-- THE WEAVE OF A RELATIONSHIP -- John Herlihy She had grown fond of the certainties, That he always carried around with him. His certainties smothered her doubts, Certainly a very likable thing about him. No more doubting the day or the hour, Whether the day cloudy, the mind moody. He seemed to be free of the outside world. Nothing seemed to bother him, as if detached. His burdens never seemed too burdensome; His worries never seemed too worrisome. The little happinesses were never so happy; The little unhappinesses never so unhappy. Little joys playing with the heart strings. The feeling of peace a shadow that lingers. He could cook and he gave her gifts. He took her hand and touched her back. The overwhelming sense of confidence Was his gift of pure insight and return. Charming without trying to be charming, Reliable without any overextended relying. One thing special: he never asked for anything. In giving, he never expected anything in return. Trust your instincts was the advice he gave her, Whatever you do, never give yourself unfairly away. What he knew complemented what she didn’t know. What she knew complemented his lack of knowing. After all, sometimes people just know certain things. Indeed, sometimes people just don’t know things, The interweave in a relationship made things right, After waiting for all those bitter years in patience. She now knew that the waiting had come to an end. Now there was no need to rush through the day. In the luxury of the hour, she had time to pay attention. She looked up to see sparrows or were they swallows. At first, she thought, then said aloud: What are they? She knew very well he would know the difference. He looked up, but he didn’t really need to see. He also knew that he didn’t really need to tell her. The birds were gone by the time they were seen. If they were never there, he might have seen them. He said nothing, but whispered love sounds into her ear. She frowned, then smiled, when she knew what he meant. - - - - - - (c) John Herlihy 12 November 2019

Reviewed by Jms Bell

Reviewed on August 20, 2020

SOME ARE BLESSED TO HAVE KNOWN OR DO KNOW THE SOLIDITY OF SUCH A TREASURED RELATIONSHIP. TO BE COMPLETELY ON THE SAME 'WAVE LENGTH', VOID OF ANY DOUBT OR DISTRUST...COMPLETELY 'DEPENDENT ON' BUT THEN INDEPENDENT, 'FREE' TO ENJOY THE TRUSTING CHAIN OF LOVE. INDEED, AS YOU SAY...THE WEAVE OF SUCH A RELATIONSHIP...IS INVALUABLE. WE ALL, OF COURSE, SEARCH FOR IT IN LIFE AND SOME FIND IT ON EARTH IN OTHERS. BUT THEN, SOME HAVING SEARCHED ON EARTH TO NO AVAIL...LOOK ABOVE AND FIND IT THERE, AMEN. WONDERFUL SHARING, ENJOYED. LOVE, BLESSINGS AND FAITH...HIS+INSPIRATIONS

Reviewed by Rebecca McKeehan

Reviewed on August 12, 2020

There are those who frown when someone says that another person "completes" them. I think the frowners have it wrong. I don't think that "completing" someone necessarily means the same thing as saying one needs another to have intrinsic value. Instead, as evidenced in your poem here, it simply means that two fit together like pieces of a puzzle and there by make up a whole. In doing so with love and respect, it makes for the best kind of relationship.

Rebecca

Reviewed by Budd Nelson

there is very good advice in this write John. very good indeed

Reviewed by Odin odin@aflx.com

As you so astutely phrased the ancient and reliable unity of opposites, this indeed poetically lays out a tried and proven set of principles everyone should take to heart. After all, even resigned singles usually have a cat or a dog or a goldfish. It's all good.