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I have no further intentions
Though you might think I do
Cause that’s what I reflected
What inside was true
As it’s true
I forgot to water you
Cause I also forgot
It had not rained for a long while
And your dryness
Was like that tear about to fall
That puppy asking me
To lift him
And be his mum
Until he learned or glimpsed
Life is hard
And devastating.
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19 comments:
I am totally drawn to this post.
What you write, how you think. The perfect image.
Other than that . . .
I have no idea why.
Devastating.
life is hard at times...and devastating...
i forgot to water you holds the emotional line for me...
The dichotomy, so Dulce-like: sad and happy, separated, yet joined together by space between two lines. Really a good write! Surely--water those roses with tears. Aqua Vitae!
Good living is simple--but facile? Never! I do not believe "devastating"...That is what victor army does to adversary. In love, no one is the winner. Fine poem, Dulce! And the image? WOW!
There is so much understood, and then the mystery. Like the way this flows from one to the other.
Dulce,
Been long. Hope you're well. The poem shows pain and longing but also a desire to fly free. SOmetimes that is what we need, to free the thoughts and deeds.
Lovely to be reading you after long.
Joy always,
Susan
Very true, but we must push through so hoping there will be some fun with devestating is done.
I forgot to water you.... a great line, I enjoyed the poem, lovely !
Nice how you brought the puppy into play here - and winding back to the dryness of life...bkm
yes...way too many drugs, ha, ha...
beautiful poem
"It had not rained for a long while
And your dryness
Was like that tear about to fall"
exquisite! I've been hanging out with my own tears, quite damp, I assure you...so not really reading a lot of blogs lately. I'm glad you came to visit:-)
How nice to see you here again BKM! Thanks for commenting I feel honored you know?
AYALA
Watering plant is vital- you know that!
PAT
Devastating neves ceases, I think!
SUSAN
My dearest. We really kinda need to catch up on each other like in the old days. But our connection IS always there :-)
ANTHONY
I thisnk it's clear. Yet it's not so - Life itself!
STEVE
There is lot of kissing birds stuff in this world-yes. But life is so devastating ... no need to go to the battle field. It's there when you seee a baby cry, a drug adddict, a beloved dying of cancer,and a long etc ... Isn't that devastating?
BRIAN
A plant is to humans ...
RICK
That comment is so deep and sympathetic... Thank you
Thank you all for reading my attempt to poetry
:-)
Dulce
LAURA
Dear woman- what can I say?
Sending you all my LOVE and support and comfort from this part of the planet.♥
no offense whatsoever...soaking in the love...breathing it back out to you:-)
Interaccting with Canada
I LOVE THIS social network
To hell with FB!
This is a sharp little piece, Dulce, as well as being soft and beautiful in shape and feel. Last lines are killer.
Life is hard. Did the one being addressed expected to be taken care of? There is no ill intention, just thought perhaps it could take care of itself or something else would. Those in need neglected. Interesting poem.
Oh well somany things you have said in your words here... and each one is powerful... like your lines...
'And your dryness
Was like that tear about to fall'
and then the dry plants and in the end the puppy asking you to be his mom... lovely. i enjoyed it a lot.
Shashi
ॐ नमः शिवाय
Om Namah Shivaya
http://shadowdancingwithmind.blogspot.com/2011/11/whispers-where-you-will-go.html
beautiful as always, dulce! and so wonderful to be back over to your place! hope all is well in your world, dear lady! hugs -
i forgot to water you...cause i forget...there's so much in this one line dulce... carries the weight of all the things that fall down between the pebbles and when will we pick up on them again..
Cause I also forgot
It had not rained for a long while
and you make it rain with powerful words, blending pain, with a subtle but ever present hope in the poem awesome.....
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