Balanced sustenance –
a recipe I seek, but
my mate is needy,
treasures extremes,
pulls, tugs – despite
the resistance,
the doubt,
I will succeed.
Triangular,
this relationship –
I hold one corner,
a loyal staple, while
he runs on sentiment,
questions mechanics,
manipulates,
threatens to tear
us apart, but
our love –
the pinnacle –
keeps us in check.
(Do you ever write a poem, tuck it away, and then discover it later, with no remembrance of the words or process? Â Such is this poem for me. Â No idea what spurred it and yet, here it is. Â Thought I’d share it anyway. Â Thanks for reading. Image is from personal collection.)
I often write poems now and look at them, ask where did that come from?
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Yes! I’ve had that experience too.
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Ah, it appears you have some gems tucked away in your oeuvre! Like this very much, dear V.J!
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Thank you, Diana.
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First of all, I enjoyed the poem and I’m glad you stumbled upon it and shared. To answer your question, yes, I often find poems or drafts of poems and I wonder where in the world did that come from? In fact, to be honest sometimes I will revise a draft and even wonder where the final product came from. 🙂 I guess we, as poets, are conduits for universe’s expression.
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Well said, LuAnne. I think we are conduits
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A very real acknowledgement of relationship.
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I’m glad you clarified…before I had time to start reading terrible things into it.
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Lol. Yes – that would not be good.
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🙂
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I have stories like that. Sometimes bits and pieces that I find later. Sometimes long complete ones.
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glad to know I’m not alone.
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some poems need to mature and resurface when we need it to. they store our feelings
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Well said, Gina.
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Chuckling at your question – several years back I began adding to the .doc for each poem a note about date written and what was influencing me at the time … MANY times when I read back I STILL cannot connect to what on earth prompted my attitude! Grin and go on …
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It’s like getting a gift from the self…unexpected and unexplained, lol.
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I tuck away beginnings of poems, but what fun to find a forgotten one!
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Thanks, Heather. Not sure what I was thinking, lol.
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You’re welcome.
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Best way to write a poem. Put it away and forget about it for a while.
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Makes me wonder how many consciousnesses are living in me – thanks, Mark.
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Plenty, I’ll bet. 🙂
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Lol.
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