I understand your flexible
connections,
A constant flightiness
diverts you away.
Time spent elsewhere with
someone else,
Blank chapters and verses
in near blindness.
In times of need you
abandon my dolour,
That emptiness impacts
upon any progress.
I’m not amused when you
complicate life,
Honeyed hints dropped into
an open mind.
Then in an instant erased
from opportunity,
Your avant garde flarf
becomes you so well.
Human foibles and
eccentricities excite you,
A touch of the Orientals
enhances your world.
Mad verses of Haiku and
Twaitu flow at ease,
In silence I often wait
for your communication.
You mollify moments of
bleakness by surprise,
Simply a single word from
you arouses desires.
Empty pages brim with a
confident composure,
Your permanency is fragile
but I appreciate you.
Missing you leaves
unfilled hours and long days,
Your presence embraces my
quality of existence.
©Copyright Eileen T O’Neill 26/04/2015
If only he listens and anticipates the goodness that flows towards him. Great lines Eileen!
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So much love for someone..........................sometimes can hurt
ReplyDeleteWhoa...! This is one befitting reply to anyone who is involved in two-timing their spouse..! The tone of the poem is of fiery anger and resentment.. images painted are intense and vivid..!!
ReplyDeleteLoved this piece..!!
xoxo
Waiting for communication from someone can be hard sometimes, but perhaps if one knows the unpredictability and knows that the person will eventually return MIGHT make it a bit easier. And the surprises when the person returns can definitely brighten one's day! Lots to contemplate in this poem today, Eileen.
ReplyDeleteHuman relationships hold the capacity to offer the best and the worst in people. Things get even more complicated when these people are friends and loved ones.
ReplyDeleteA heartache I have felt...beautiful lines and such amazing emotions in each one.
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How even the philanderer can be welcome back with such a velvet tongue. Love how you connected the narrative with those poems...
ReplyDeleteso lovely... i love the end!
ReplyDeletei really like your clever use of different genres of poetry in depicting relationships with a wonderfully loving tone...
ReplyDeleteIt really hurts when somebody you love ignores you...Despicable characters, but..c'est a live!! Beautiful lines...
ReplyDeleteHi there Eileen, My first time here, I think - but will be back again for sure... I chose to read this as a love letter to your poetic muse? Not sure if I am right! But certainly works on this level... An intriguing and successful write for me... With Best Wishes Scott www.scotthastie.com
ReplyDeleteI read this as the inconsistency of the muse - lots to unpack here!
ReplyDeleteVery interesting metaphor Eileen regarding relationships. It's always sad to be ignored or silently treated.
ReplyDeleteLikewise, I am reading this as a sort of writer's bloc :)
well written...
ReplyDeleteZQ
Beautifully drawn: poignant and filled with wonderful poetic and prose metaphors and references. Words, words, words: when they are absent, an ache remains.
ReplyDeleteFor all her enthusiasm I feel he is an empty vessel not worth pursuing but it is fortunate each of us has different tastes so it may be worth while after all.
ReplyDeleteI too have a special place for surprise and fragility--maybe at my own expense at times. Why does it's exoticism enchant beyond the stable and familiar?!
ReplyDeleteThose who hold special places are often need special acceptance.
ReplyDeleteFlarf is a new word on me.Googled it, now I see.
ReplyDeleteHoneyed hints dropped into an open mind was my favorite line, among many other very original and heartfelt images.
I reflect Scott Hastie's comment above, seeing your words as conversation with your poetic muse. Cleverly done.
ReplyDeleteAnna :o]
Love the language of poem..as if from last century....written by feather...nice style..
ReplyDeleteI felt like I knew this person...
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