Silence my pen
this effort of control
felt. Loudly.
My every word
witnessed
of course, go ahead.
Layers of codependency
grieved, my pain
never fully heard.
Redheaded and unique
misunderstood
Poets, better of alone or together?
Explaining
then, apologizing
no longer the poison I’m willing to drink.
Oldest Daughter & Red Headed Sister 
You write of something that bounced into quite a bit: “better of alone or together?” Be it work, and especially with photography, I do what I do best when wrapped up in my own little world ~ which then allows me to pursue the real world (if that makes any sense at all).
Long ago, I gave up “Explaining then, apologizing” and it worked, people understood and in a sense it was all agreed upon that the frustration was “no longer the poison I’m willing to drink.” Or perhaps more aptly put, the poison no one wanted to see me struggle drinking 🙂
One thing about poetry, is finding the meaning as it pertains to me ~ wishing you a good week (and a great start to the summer).
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Dalo, we are similar in our need to be wrapped in our own little world. What I find interesting is how easily you walk in and become a part of mine. You settle in nicely. (Your explanation is perfect. Spot on, actually.)
Seems I still struggle from time to time over apologizing for what keeps me fulfilled. You understand my poetry, Randall. I appreciate your eye.
….the poison no one wanted to see you drink…you are surrounded by love. I adore that. Enjoy your week as well. (And to you, my friend.)
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🙂 nothing quite like the worlds we create for ourselves ~
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Yes, well it seems to work out in the end. Enjoy your weekend, Randall.
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Perhaps ALL writers are misunderstood at least once in a while, Audrey. No matter, my friend. Write on anyway! Poets, especially, need to set down their feelings — and we know feelings should never be judged as “right” or “wrong.” Right?!
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It takes all I have not to apologize for this poem. I know it’s a bit cheeky, but I thought it was important to share. Being silenced for who we are isn’t fair for anyone. Being misunderstood bothers me and I have to learn to let it go. Thanks for reading, Debbie.
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Interesting pairing.
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I was going for…”kiss my ass”. Not sure it translated. 🙂 Thanks for reading.
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Powerful.
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we are
only human
living, having lived
cannot be
apologized for
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Such wisdom, Luke. Thank you for adding your thoughts here. I love your words. Hugs!
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*tips hat* Evenin’, Ma’am. Here, *slides whiskey bottle across table* Feel this raw offering.
Oh, I just have to add, those are some strange seagulls.
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Hey there, Poet. *drinks more than she should* Not driving tonight, you know. Need a few more of those swigs so leave the bottle, if you’re not stayin’.
*giggle* Thanks for the laugh, Sir.
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*pulls out another bottle* Guess I could stay for a whittle bit longer. You’re welcome, Ma’am
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You come prepared! Pull up a chair, but don’t get to comfy. I’ll need ice. Your pockets are keeping this whiskey hot. I appreciate you.
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*takes off hat* Strolls over to fridge. *fills hat with ice* Strolls slowly back. You watching? You are appreciated very much and while I’m at it, might as well say thank you for the encouragement you so willingly give. I might become a poet sometime in the near future. *chuckles* Sincerely yours, Charming Charlie
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Don’t you dare throw that on me in my fragile state, Charmin’ Charlie. Of course, I encourage because it’s in my nature to be sweet. Best wishes on your poetic journey. *laughs* You’re drunk already. Seems you’ve forgotten your name and your hobby.
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No Ma’am,ain’t forgot nuttin’. Drinkin’ whiskey and being charmin’ is a must. Hobby? That’s what takes me away from everything. My rocket to the moon is standing by. Thanks for the sweetness and moments.
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Thanks for your time and for making me smile. You da best, Poet. The moon? Tell everyone hi for me. Enjoy your travels. xx
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xx I’ll bring you back a gift. *winks*
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A moon rock, please. Always wanted one of those… *hugs*
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Aflac! 🙂 (Sorry, couldn’t resist.)
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Smiles…only you can get away with such silliness. Love it.
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Silliness insurance. It pays. 🙂
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Yes, an audience of one is yours. 🙂
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One should never drink from the cup of co-dependency since there is usually a poison pill in there somewhere. Well done Audrey.
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Yes, indeed. Lucky to have such a wise and funny guy on my side. You see my words perfectly. Thank you, John.
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🙂
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I’ve never thought you should apologize.
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Thank you for sitting here with me and accepting me for who I am, Dan. Writing poetry continues to fill a void I let linger for too many years. Anyone not happy with my creativity can move on with my blessing. Wishing I could say that without a tear in my eye. Enjoy your evening. ♡
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Poetry is so personal, I usually feel that I’m taking a different meaning than you offered but I always enjoy trying to make the leap to that understanding.
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The meaning you take away fills what you need. Pay no mind to what I needed you to feel. I write for y’all. What I’m feeling, desired, or felt led to write is always a surprise to me. And that leap, well, that’s what friendships are made out of, so thank you.
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