Friday, October 14, 2011

Unveiling Vulnerability.......A Roggy MPC #33

*Also a SP Challenge







love....of all kinds
just like sand.....in my hands
held with no care.....it is stagnant
squeezed too tight.....we got a fight
wrong or right...it slips away
but let loose
it can grow


Somewhere between
Heaven and hell
the spirit lingers
and dwells
dancing between wrong
and right
complacency and flight
Should I stay
or should I go?
Should I make peace
or relent to another senseless fight?
One twist of fate
and one of us won't be home tonight....
our lives changing
fate unveiling a pain
that could last
.....forever

I would miss you
and I'd never forget you
I love you because you had no problem
being you
You are true in all you go through
and for that, I admire you
I would valiantly fight for you
as hard as you fight for you
because inside out...I am you
But, am I helping you
by holding you too close?
Mentally facing the eerie refrain of reality
'what if I never see you again...'
I just keep forgetting
that life has it's own course
How long we stay, or when it's time to go
....none of us know


For now I sit
resting in the shadows,
in the calmness of the eve
One call....and rescuers rushing to the scene
Regretting tragic news....no one wants to receive
At that moment.......nothing else matters
"I would miss you"
....a most helpless refrain

Today....I am forced
to take stock
and reveal the impact...and attack
loss has on my heart
Time spent together,
things you used to say
expecting you to always be here
or somewhere near
Sharing with you,
caring for you
even though I can't be with you
The similarities...the differences,
the ups..the downs
the plentiful smiles
the un-netted frowns
now....they all seem so small
compared to the fate
that waits
down the hall









jakuper (10/14/11)

12 comments:

  1. wow.. strong stuff there Joyce.. yeah.. the hurt that you feel at the loss is nothing against the empty room that used to be shared.. it magnifies things .. thank you for it.. its very moving.

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  2. Thank you Poeticeros....I am known for interjecting compassion and my own passions between the lines, so I thank you for feeling that....and it's sad, but it's reflective in allowing people room to grow, even if it is from us....

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  3. Nice, Caroline....thanks for feeling me....:)

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  4. The emotions here are so damn palpable

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  5. feeling this. maybe more than i want to.
    brilliantly written.

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  6. tank you Lisa...I try to make it as real as possible to believe for anyone who can feel it, or has been there...:)

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  7. thanks lady! I wish it was real in ways

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