Monday, December 12, 2005

looking

looking at the lovers

who were in my life

to some i was a thrill

to one i was a wife

to one an acquisition

from a culture unknown

another fancy object

that he had to own

to another a means

to enable his dissipation

oblivious to my consternation

to another a pretty toy

only around to bring him joy

one whos heart id broken

years ago at the end

now feels he is lucky

to consider me a friend

but did any really love me

this i truly doubt

you cannot love somebody

if you do not care

what they're about

if they are only in your life

to round your edges out

loving a person is feeling the need

to build a life to plant a seed

to watch the feelings grow and sprout

to hold each other

inside and out

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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greetings! i have managed to incorporate my eternal woodstock nation spirit with the high tech 21st century world. i am an artist/writer, who dabbles in rhyme, and, sometimes, reason. my passions are my husband, who is truly the wind that ruffles my sails, animals rights, yoga...waking up in the morning. i find inspiration in too many things to list, and far too many more to remember. sketching, watercolor painting,poetry and photography are my ways of expressing joy and gratitude. from living with a chronic illness, i have learned the beauty of each day, and treat each as another sun salutation, and another chance.