You called me from the airport, about to board for Far East trip, to say you wished I could see the place decked out, Olympic glory on its way.
Possible interpretations – #1: I wish you could be here. #2:I wish you could come. #3:I don’t know how to say goodbye, take care.#4:What is happening here?
I considered each as silence filled space between us and my heart ached already at your absence and a growing connection, undefined, that spanned it.
Possible interpretations – #1:I wish I could be there. #2:I wish I could go. #3:I don’t know how to say goodbye, take care.#4:What is happening here?
My stomach turned, spiraled downward and I clutched the receiver like a lifeline, a lump in my throat and heart beating out a message it could
Not speak even if my mind acknowledged truth. I love you. I love you. I love you. Take care. I wish I were there. I love you. Please, take care.
I love what you do with formatting. Kate is right, it gives a strong visual sensation, and what happens is that we see the moment, consequently feel it. The tension is clear. All the possible interpretation going through the narrator's mind, yet at the end it simple means "I love you... take care". I really enjoyed reading this.
SHEER BRILLIANCE! As usual, your unique formatting of your work gives a visual excitement and adds to the interpretation of the poetry. Stunningly "simple" in its expression, yet speaking and expressing volumes that is complex underneath the veneer. I'm glad that others' minds summersault at high speed like express trains - even during the most "uncomplicated" levels of communication! Some of us - if not most - have antennae that are ALWAYS outstretched and on the alert! Enjoyed this immensely. TY Kate xx
this is amazing, you wrote so well of the fine line between what we say, what we want to say and what we really mean
Reviewed by D May (Reader)
Reviewed on September 23, 2004
Dawn, I dearly love this piece. So original and honest. Straight from inside. Bravo! This is truly a gem.
Reviewed by Susan Barton (Reader)
Reviewed on September 23, 2004
such emotional truth!
sueb
Reviewed by Thomas Lanechanger (Reader)
Reviewed on September 23, 2004
Dawn, I’ll echo Peter’s sentiments and add this, “I most definitely consider you a friend!” I enjoy visiting your remarkable Den. Thanks for sharing your work. Take care and be well.
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Very creative
(((HUGS))) and much love, your Tx. friend, Karen Lynn. :D
Carmen :-)
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debbie
The ache of seperation from a loved one is unbearable...
Peter