All this I’ve imbibed
I want to show you the world
And so will you
Disclosing
Such lives
Lived to the fullest
Most miserable
Most worth it
We’d never find an end
Astonished we’d listen
Yours is the whole Bible
Genesis included
Mine
The Lord of the Rings
Hobbit included
So we’d never get bored
To listen to one another
And we’d enjoy it
In amazement
As we drink a martini
Or we watch the sunset
At our veranda
Or as we kiss each other
Ask you not to interrupt
With that insistence
Or as we hear the spirited music
But do not pay attention to it
Or as we …
From time to time
So often
So much we have to learn
And also discern
And comprehend
And not hold to an end
Bloody ends
Bitter
Sweet lives
Meet in space and time
As fate flies.
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Dulce
15 comments:
beautiful and true!
So refreshing Dulce...
It's what they say...opposites attract. And Bud and I are just exactly what you composed....everything.
Great prose again Dulce.
there are differences and differences. some pulls us apart, some draw us together...
Dulce:
". . . as we hear the spirited music
But do not pay attention to it"
Splendid Dulce.
How many different kinds of emotions and layers of thought are present in your works. I bet if I read all your poems one after the other, it will read like a character's different phases in love.
Brilliant.
Joy always,
Susan
P.S: I would love to read a haiku and a villanelle written by you.
so many beautiful lines, differences which bring us closer, so elequently said...
warms smiles,
Dulce,your words, consistently precise--or not--grin!) are always welcome, meaningful.
Nobody describes feelings more simply than you, nor with greater clarity.
Yet, you seem like the top waters of the ocean, hiding the abysses where live countless miles of cities inhabited with beings unknown to us, countries, civilizations of anothet world, beneath my vision, beneath where I may swim.
There is such life unknown to me, down, deep down in the chasms of darkness, far beyond the reef. So it might be with you.
Continue please allowing the top sea to cover the unilluminated spaces beneath below, for that is where your real charm resides...as if there ever could be more than we see.
Thank you for your great contributions here.
Love and PEACE!
(See? that's why I quit blogging, commenting takes up too much energy, thought, and time!)
Oh! My sweet friend Steve.... Your comments are always better than my posts- I really mean it. No wonder it takes energy!
:) You go beyond my words in search of WHAT?
There's not so much to hide, and by now I am sure you know me pretty well... Or don't you?
It's always a pleasure to see you coming by my little garden of simple words...
SM
Welcome to my place, I hope you enjoy it.. I'll soon be by yours ;)
JStar
Thanks for your always refreshing comments!
Anni dear,
It's always great to 'see' you
Susan,
your comments are adorable...
Now I'll have to take that challenge!
;)
Jessie,
you are a love my friend!
NOW!
What is the poem about?
I have the feeling you do not get it?
As My dear Dr John says, that means it's good poetry, but I do not agree completely
It must be simple...as simple as this!
Lots of love!
And hugs
And peace
And happiness...
;)
Dulce
Oh Sorry I left my dear Shadow behind
HEY!
Love you girl...
And THANK YOU!
Dulce-is there room for a third? sounds like a drink I'd like to have. Shadow is supposed to be picking me up in her convertible and then we're gonna swing by and pick you up. She did tell you bout this didn't she? Germany? Shadow!!!
~rick
Amiga Dulce, no me canso de leerte. Disfruto con cada uno de tus hermosos versos. Mil besos, poeta!!
Ooooo, there's a delicious rhythm, here, though it is a primitive rhythm... kind of like the beating of drums made of raw skin. I hear it like that. Your words... doom... doom... doom. Not "Doom" as in "Doomsday", but doom as in drum, strum, bend me inside out. I loved it!
Nevine
That picture is amazing!
We never get tired of talking with and loving the one we love, because new interest blossom every day, and you showed it to us elegantly.
Secretia
hence why the moments of silence are always so sweet...beautiful post
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