
In ocean's flight...is it right
that as I nurse the underside of a headache
there's no mistake...
"I have forced myself to contradict myself in order to avoid conforming to my own taste."
Love...is not like Maxwell House
It is not good to the last drop
Might as well join me...take a sip..
better yet--take a trip
with me
as my mental hangs in the 'think it not strange range'
where the most potent TKO has set stage,
with me.....bobbing......and weaving,
giving but not receiving....
while cleaving.....to pieces left..
left on the side of the road...for theft,
right where it punctures the gut,
left to catch up with the turtle in a rabbits race,
right against the tree of absolute ignorance,
left....to wonder...was it for real
right or wrong
Am I strong
or not..?
Love is no more than a door
a trap jaw..slapped shut
broken open
by a small token
.....forgiveness......
that leads it back out
into the ocean of pure waters
so I can get some more
sweet sleep
jakuper (11/14/11)

I especially like this:
ReplyDelete"Love is no more than a door
a trap jaw..slapped shut
broken open
by a small token
.....forgiveness......
that leads it back out
into the ocean of pure waters
so I can get some more
sweet sleep"
Poor guy....I feel for him...I just can't reach! LOL
thanks for dropping by ! ( my guy wasn't seeking forgiveness to receive...he was seeking forgiveness he was incapable of giving )
thank you ladycallie...it seems harder for some to give or receive forgiveness, but it does release lots of problems when it is finally reached...
ReplyDeleteoh I feel the waves splashing with your mood...
ReplyDeleteCool, Caroline...thanks for feeling me here...:)
ReplyDeleteReally nice write and I can feel this poem.
ReplyDeleteDAMN...Love is not like Maxwell House...not always good to the last drop
ReplyDeleteAMEN I LOVE IT!!!
thanks Nikhilpant......:)
ReplyDeletethank you lady!
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