only kidding

[creativesoul]

i know you did not mean
to hurt me
at the beverly hills hotel
anywhere i was
you were never really there

when you were just kidding when you took those vows
i just stopped believing you
after that trip to roseberg
before you beat me up
you came back with some ugly ghosts
my eyes wide in the doorway
sadness
blackened i flip
into another frying pan
in the woods
before your friend died
was the last time we loved each other

[dadio]

Very good poem. Thank you for sharing.

[rshreve]

nice write

[stilltrucking]

it beats the hell out of me sister
why men and women can't balance
or some of us can't seem to
I think about a bit I read about the marriage of Sylvia Plath and Ted Hughes, how the power flowed between them like pouring water from one vessel into another.

thanks for writing
thanks for not being a martyr to your art.
jt

[creativesoul]

i loved him
i still do
just do not know how
to let the wounds go
the sun seems the only answer
the ocean clears any thoughts i may be holding
past the places i can see

there was a moment
when i believed that we could be a family
had to go back to the tree
was no place left for me

[still.trucking]

“The power flowed back and forth between them like water being poured between two vessels.” The savage god.

Cold as a fish I was’
I said I was sorry
and She said you don't care
And I knew she was right
She could see right through me
See my lying heart.

[justwalt]

all I can say is this...

http://studioeight.tv/phpbb/viewtopic.php?f=98&t=20648

[joel]

i loved him
i still do
just do not know how
to let the wounds go
the sun seems the only answer
the ocean clears any thoughts i may be holding
past the places i can see

there was a moment
when i believed that we could be a family
had to go back to the tree
was no place left for me

This sounds like a gospel hymn...rich voices, deep tones, wide ripples.

[creativesoul]

actully it is--- the tree- is our big deal- native american style it is where i take my stuff- you get em joel! thanx everybody!

[saw]

in many ways no one is even slightly prepared, man or woman, to be involved with each other given the harsh experiences we all seem to contend with........our dysfunctional baggage never stays in the closet where we put it........keep writing it down....there is healing in it.....