recross

arqios

 

recross

 

nature wisely prevents crosswires

and so, some groups part ways

timing and reason all considered
that is all at once sad and pragmatic 

the sentimentalist within rails on, so

but the inner realist grasps the deal

perhaps some day paths will recross

 

 

 

 

 

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  • sorenbarrett

    Well thought out this poem presents human relationships as electrical in nature, at times needing insulation from one another and although the poem seems to look forward to future crossings I see it as leading sparks (be they good or bad) and a possible short in the system. Nicely done my friend and a fave

    • arqios

      Most thankful for cracking that open with such eloquence, my friend πŸ™πŸ»πŸ•ŠοΈ

      • sorenbarrett

        Always a pleasure my friend

      • Thomas W Case

        There’s a quiet maturity in thisβ€”feeling the ache, but still honoring the necessity of distance.

        Feels like you’re holding both truths at once… loss in one hand, acceptance in the other.

        • arqios

          To carry coin we need to have both sides within our palm, thanks dear Thomas πŸ™πŸ»πŸ•ŠοΈπŸ‘πŸ»

        • nephilim56 ( Norman Dickson)

          excellent write my friend

        • Tristan Robert Lange

          Arqios, this speaks to me. There have been people whose paths diverged from mine not because anyone was wrong, but because life simply carried us in different directions. The poem captures that bittersweet acceptance beautifully. Powerful work, my friend. πŸŒΉπŸ–€πŸ™πŸ•―οΈπŸ¦β€β¬›

          • arqios

            Cheers, Tittu! Like Thad; where did he go to? I wonderπŸ•ŠοΈπŸ™πŸ»

          • orchidee

            Good write A.

            • arqios

              Thanks O πŸ™πŸ»πŸ•ŠοΈ

            • Kevin Hulme

              An sad fact of life in separations .
              I had Old friends I hope to see again.
              Even though they live at the other end of the Country. Good Write.

              • arqios

                It's a hope that grows as the days get shorter, as well. I hear you friend. πŸ™πŸ•ŠοΈ

              • Tom Dylan

                A moving piece, really well written. Sometimes people drift apart. Life just works that way sometimes, doesn't it?



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