Security,
I’m envious,
of the breathing,
you do effortlessly,
right in front of me.
Day in and day out,
I recall,
humming and sweet contentment,
out of you, which I now loathe, completely.
Stop knocking at my door,
taunting me and then,
running away.
This is a great branch from your normal poems of longing & life ~ if like it. Very fiery and real, a shock of reality that is necessary and refreshing at times. Definitely a flash of the deep, hidden feelings relationships bring… Putting emotions into words, a specialty of yours 🙂
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Thank you… I know showing this side of me is important, Dalo. It isn’t easy to do so, as I don’t handle being the victim well, even if it is by my own accord. You being so consistently sweet to me is a specialty of yours…hope your day ended well. ♡
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Very true, I think for people with strong minds it is tough to ever acknowledge when they fall into the victim role… Wish you a great evening.
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Yes, but by writing about it one feels empowered. Strong mind? For me….more like a strong will. I’m a feisty one. I wish you a great evening. Mine was busy, but relaxing with a comment from you now, has allowed me to smile, ponder and long…how sweet. 😉 Take care of you… xxx
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Oh, is that your door?
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Yes, *shakes her head no* is that you knocking? *shakes a cane at you before losing half of her disguise*
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Were you disguised as a bear?
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How’d you guess where this cabin is? Yes, I’m a bear. A mean one. Did you know that this cabin has been standing since before I was born. I would hike by it every summer and think about how much work it would take to make it mine.
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Doesn’t anyone live in it?
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No it is an old run down cabin, Duke.
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Cool. That’s a great resource to have near you.
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Tis in Colorado. Not near me at all
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I just love it when people have the guts to tell it like it is…
Beautifully and forcefully stated…
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Oh, that wouldn’t be me, Michael. You have me confused with someone else. Wait, I do tell it like it is in life. My poetry, not as much as I should be.
Thank you for thinking so…
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Now I would say your just about fed up, eh Audrey. Are you ok? At any rate, you’ve done a good job at kicking security in the butt.
🙂
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I love Canadians, Staci. Eh?! Yes. This is an old poem…written just before summer. Life is good. Different, but good. 🙂
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Hahahahaha. You caught that ‘EH’ eh. Ohhhh, I’m so glad that life is good. You sounded a little discombobulated with life and ‘security’ in this one.
🙂
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I did catch that, Staci. Made me giggle…I just love that part of a northerner’s accent. Definitely was, you know. 🙂
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🙂 lol
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🙂
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Put up or get out. I love the stamp of the foot and the set of the jaw in this one, Red. It’s awesome. And not sweet. Defiant, really.
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Yeah…this one was written just before summer. Feels good to let this poem go. I like being defiant. 🙂 I love your description of me. It was kinda like that and I’m feeling better about my decision.
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Is this about a broken relationship? It seems so – and very raw. As always, you vividly capture a moment.
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Thanks. Mostly about the lack of feeling the security we depend on in relationships. Enjoy your day, Kate ♡
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Makes me think about how things can change at the drop of a hat. Been in that position far too many times. Hope you manage to pin some security down. 🙂
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Yes, I’ve had just about all I can handle in the department, Charles. Thanks. 🙂
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This is sweet.
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Ha. Thanks!
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The way you describe so precisely relationships and YOUR feelings is awe-inspiring Audrey… have a very nice week ♥
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You have no idea how much I needed to hear that, Frédéric. Thank you ♡
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This is really great, Audrey. I love it. 🙂
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Thank you, Victor. I’m glad you enjoy the pissed off side of me. 🙂
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