what am i supposed to do with this love
the one that moves me all fierce at night
cleans up after me by day
with its darkness
brilliance
& tears
all its grimacy clouds never baring its teeth
its quiet soaring
stillness
what am i supposed to do with this love?
4.20.2011
red-tailed hawk
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I feel the angst.
ReplyDeleteJust be.
ReplyDeleteoh, Marian...
ReplyDeleteyes?
ReplyDeleteI dunno... love it back?
ReplyDeleteoh without a doubt! :)
ReplyDeleteshivery goodness
ReplyDeleteaw, you please me, sarah.
ReplyDeleteEeesh! The question! When you figure out the answer, will you drop me a line?
ReplyDeleteLoved this most of all: 'all its grimacy clouds never baring its teeth'
Oh I do like the first line. I like it twice as much as the last line! Also, the title adds a lot to this poem. Good work.
ReplyDeleteMike
This poem swept me away; very powerful. It is love that causes us most pain, as all emotions emerge from love. Well captured. I enjoyed these lines especially-
ReplyDelete"the one that moves me all fierce at night
cleans up after me by day
with its darkness
brilliance
& tears
all its grimacy clouds never baring its teeth
its quiet soaring
stillness"
I like the refrain "what am i supposed to do with this love" too. Packs in many emotions with a few words.
thanks, friends. not sure this one can be figured out, but i plan to keep at it :)
ReplyDeleteBeautiful writing. In the end, it is all love. When not directed at a particular person, it can be directed at every person. A Truth it took me some time to figure out, but which eased the loneliness considerably:) Keep writing.And congrats on the one year mark!!!! Isnt blogging great? Who knew?
ReplyDeleteMarian,
ReplyDeleteI really liked this for its very 'normality' in terms of the ups and downs of life and love.
Food for thought!
Best wishes, Eileen
big love to you, smart women.
ReplyDeleteand right on, who knew blogging was so great?
love love love
This poem soars with the angst you present. To be so riddled with questions at that hieight is scary.
ReplyDeleteWelcome to the World
well.....love has power.
ReplyDeletelovely expressions.
Happy Easter!
All I can say is love it back.
ReplyDelete(Thank you for the lovely comment)
yes :)
ReplyDeletePacked full of emotion - and the conundrum that being so loved somehow makes us look for answers to it. The most powerful return to love, is of course, love itself. A wonderful poem.
ReplyDeleteyes, thank you.
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