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A reminder to extend an olive branch… where possible.
Let us sup of the dignity of kindness and humility…
A reminder to extend an olive branch… where possible.
Let us sup of the dignity of kindness and humility…
Mess with this heart, you always do,
Oblivious to the love that’s true.
Swagger in, head askew,
Slurring, “I lurv you, I lurv you.”
Why burden this heart with sober disdain,
Hardly meeting my gaze, causing pain.
Tongue-tied, no touch, lopsided smile,
Leaving me longing all the while.
Wake up, see beyond the cans and sway,
There’s so much more to us, every day.
Beneath your aloof façade, I see,
The potential for love that’s meant to be.
Cast off the chains of inebriation,
Embrace the depth of real sensation.
For in the wake of your sober eyes,
A love unspoken, ready to rise.
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crypticbard (Pseudonym) (
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- Comment from author about the poem: ...a resurrected piece now conveniently distanced by time and circumstance, with minor tweaks, the title being one. It may not resonate with all but here's launching this baby to Sea.
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If taken literal it is so difficult to deal with substances in a relationship on the metaphoric side drunken on fantasies one can not create a deep and meaningful relationship. In its simplicity it says so much.
Thanks Soren. Loving the two-pronged interpretation. Just about made my day there. Hats off to ya!
A powerful piece layered with anger and pain, they can see without the alcohol there is love to be had. A worthwhile read.
Like you said, not all is merry and bright. And yes, we navigate what surrounds us, both the dark and not so dark. Thanks kindly for your visit and time spent in responding. That in itself is a gift this season.
You are very welcome
Have you met my mate?
Oh yeah, He is the bestest friend ever! And He is able to to sort out these convoluted human affairs. Just letting some steam off from long time ago. Cheers mate.
I can certainly relate to this, my friend, both in how I have seen substances destroy the lives of those I love...and the way it started to destroy my own. Thankfully...I am a semicolon in this way and in others. A brilliant poem that sees the humanity in someone struggling as opposed to merely the problem. Well done, my friend, well done! 🌹👏
All hail the semicolon! See you at the next clause, independent or otherwise! Thanks Tristan 🙏🏻
Indeed friend! 🙏❤️
Your lines resonated with me and not in a metaphorical way, but from experience of earlier years. Alcoholism is an illness and I experienced that with a partner. Sober, he was a completely different person. He certainly loved his drink though. Much to think about here and reflect on. Up to your usual high standard arqios.
Thanks Cassie. And at times with highly charge themes that are close to home like this they aren’t easy to manage on paper. You are much appreciated. 🙏🏻
Tremendous work.
Thanks TWC 🙏🏻
Awesome poem
really hits home.
I was in a relationship
like that and finally
Left it. Alcohol is a bad
disease, has ruined
many a couple. 😢
Thanks for sharing my friend!!
Best regards ✌️ peace Thad
So true there Thad. We all seem to have our share of alco's (no disrespect intended by that off-handed term) in the family. Probably more universal than I first realised. Peace man 🙂
A resurrection indeed, very very similar to my own life, many wasted years. 🌹
Thanks Teddy 🙏🏻 And yes, much like what Tristan said, it’s what comes after the semicolon that really matters. 👍🏻
Love can be so binding at times arqios if the person in your life does not care but I am so fortunate with the loves in my life that have always been true.
Love Astrid Gilberto.
Andy
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