Saturday, May 15
EXPECTATION
Do not expect too much from me
I’d say
Do not expect anything at all
I could melt away
Any second
Change my mind
And then you’d so easily
Get into that disappointment
That disaffection
The devastating ruins
Of rejection
Long ago I also...
But it all disencumbers
Skeptically
As I also
Long ago. So long?
And now...
Do not live in the hope
That who knows
Maybe some day
Everything might be different.
Do not expect so much from me
I’d say
You’d better not
I could not guarantee
Keep for yourself that sympathy
Today I can give all this
Tomorrow who knows
Nobody knows
Well, I try to know
I am not into commitments
These days
Or any other
Of any kind
Too many vague affairs
Too many dull gaps
In a life of dreadful enticement
Do not pose there waiting
Hoping
Expecting anything from me
Been scorched, scalded
And then frozen, wilted,
Sunk-
Where I stand
And I’ll widen
Better, lighten
Only to escape from what
From me you expect.
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your heart speaks...your words are strong...
In your wonderful poems, you always take a timeless aspect of love and passion, that many of us were never able to understand, and express it so eloquently, so sensuously...this truly is spectacular.
i don't think i've read anything quite like this from your blog...perhaps i haven't been around long enough to see this side of you? ...'too many dull gaps in a life of dreadful enticements'. this is a fascinating look into a woman who is more complex than i had realized. beautiful, beautiful work, dulce.
You are getting really good...
very nicely done...
I love the lines...and the prompt..
awesome!
hugs
shakira
This is wonderful my friend. Well done. :)
Wow...really beautiful. I always live without too many expectations...so much happier that way :)
Dulce you have been a good and helpful friend to me for nearly a year.
This poem--a conversation?--sounds sad. People CANNOT "make" me happy, unless I give them the power, with my own high expectations of what they will do (for me?).
They tell me the way to make God LAUGH OUT LOUD is to tell Him in the morning what I plan to do and expect to happen, for the rest of the day...and this is God's humor!
Hopefully your sadness is shortened--have a couple beers! That is always ALWAYS what I did, then my sadness went away--somewhat. (They were not "beers"!)
loveyou-a-roni
I forgot to say:
A GREAT way with words in this poem, by the way. OK? Outstanding!
Well, we are Humans, you know.
It´s worth giving and sharing...
I wonder, would it be possible to give or share without expecting anything in return?
I loved this. It spoken straight to my heart. Expectations. Oh gosh. how they can both hurt and heal. Hugs to you :)
I like the way your writing rolls me down a grassy knoll,Dulce.Thank you;)
Beauty is truly in your words my sister.. Keep writing, and sharing for poetry is healing to a soul that needs comfort.
Aloha Lorie
This is so great, Really, really. I love poetry and am so glad I found your blog! (I even used one of my precious following spots on you--I don't have many of those left!)
Dreadful enticement, what a wonderful phrase. I love the rest of the poem but particulary this, there is something delicious about dreadful enticement.
We never know what tomorrow will bring, even in the love department...there are no guarantees, Chica.
Triste pero sierto. Una belleza de poema. Gracias por compartirlo. :)
xo
beautiful lament, dulce -
oh, and i just saw you over at my friend magold's - great artist!
have a fabulous day lady!
Once burned, twice shy - I think that's the expression. I'd say you're entitled.
Blessings to you Dulce.
Siempre consigues emocionarme cielo. Un abrazo enorme!!
These feelings are a common theme, to many of us. A common theme, though, so uniquely expressed. You have that way with hurt... you bring it to the front and expose it for what it is... pain. Sad and profound, Dulce...
Hugs,
Nevine
Beautiful poem.
Have fun writing :)
This is beautiful. And yes, you're right. The best way to strangle love is to grasp it too tightly. Roland
how well i know this...
"Been scorched, scalded
And then frozen, wilted,
Sunk-"
so beautifully captured.
a poem in depth,
beautifully done!
Haappy Sunday!
I expect nothing but much more 'Sweeter Poetry' from you!
Beautifully written.
Have a good Monday,
Toni (yffp)
very real and emotional.
Beautiful Dulce!
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one poetry award,
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enjoy some if you wish to!
Happy Tuesday!
Nice ........ Its like starting a ride as one start reading your poem ... n its wonderful to see how you put your juggling thoughts into words ... at the same moment synchronizing them too.... Keep it goin ...
Love
Ritz..
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One word.... stunning!
love and hugs~
~Calli
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