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Phillip Allen
05-28-2006, 06:38 PM
It is the communication I am reaching for. Thinking of the only woman I ever continued to love after she was gone (over 20 years ago). Does it communicate anything?

I am a coward, I am nothing

I stood at the edge and never jumped off

I listened with passion to that tango but only listened

I stood in the edge of the darkness

I never danced with abandon

I felt the sweat but never felt you

I used you as an accouterment to my smallness

I made you small and you left

And because my ego was small

You took it all because you were too much to lose

Paul Girouard
05-28-2006, 07:09 PM
It is the communication I am reaching for. Does it communicate anything?



Your becoming Jack:D Go out get some air :D

Stiletto
05-28-2006, 07:22 PM
You convey your regrets well.

Time to move on unless she is still around .

JimD
05-28-2006, 08:17 PM
I feel that way about my cat, too. We were both so much younger then.

ishmael
05-28-2006, 08:29 PM
Paul,

Read "Long Days Journey into Night." It's the best American expression of the angst of being middle-aged and unfulfilled. It helped me get over it, just the honesty of it.

And we must get past this, my friend. Grandma Moses didn't start painting until she was our age. She painted well.

Phillip Allen
05-29-2006, 08:54 AM
I like brain-storming and so I wrote it fast...It doesen't seem like much this morning...I guess its just a mood thing

Thanks all for looking/responding

Popeye
05-29-2006, 08:58 AM
my favorite accouterments on a hot dog are mustard and ketchup and pickle relish

JimD
05-29-2006, 09:04 AM
Seriously, Phillip, I think you're being a little hard on yourself.

Phillip Allen
05-29-2006, 09:46 AM
It's okay Jim...just a mood I was wading through at the time. I thought I'd write it out and see how I felt about it next day...it holds no power over me.

In any event, even if it's true, it doesn't really change who I am...I am who I am and that is the way it is supposed to be

JimD
05-29-2006, 06:05 PM
This is some coincidence but I know that woman of whom you speak. As a matter of fact she wrote a poem about you, too. Here it is:

He was such a selfish, immature little jerk
I don't know why it took me so long to see that
Not the best choice I ever made
But I'm glad I dumped him and good riddance.
I hear the puny little beggar thinks he's a poet now

:D

Phillip Allen
05-29-2006, 06:09 PM
Phtttttt!