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Wilfred Yeats Member Elite
since 2000-08-04
Posts 2704Wilmington, Delaware 
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Insightful words have been written In analysis of life, with which I'm smitten Of growth: Sheehey's 'Passages' And many other messages Seeking learning as we are bitten A male in his prime position I know my own transitions Not those the fair sex sees As we travels life's seas Reaching life's mature condition I'm proud turning a corner Proud as ole Jack Horner I like the present view So now I'll share it with you Hoping you'll think me no foreigner I can sum the three evolutions Without any convolutions In just three words you see See what they mean to me Expansion explaining revolution Getting, sharing and giving How I matured, my view of loving As a teen it was getting Thought only of receiving Little thought what she'd be enduring My ears were never pared What I 'got' was enhanced as I shared With the passage of time Still approaching my prime Added dimension to which I compared Loving and love were still different As much time and effort were spent Ways I'm not proud of these days The gerund often describing ways Cruder as logic was bent Yet I got as I gave and I bought Each paired alone in our thoughts Trite phrases the norm As if they'd been born On our lips, never wrought Now I'm older, I've found something new Though passion I don't eschew I've found so much more In the depths of implore As I give and give only to you There's a mystical difference I ken In how women respond to men It's not how we go For we're guided below Mindless urgings alone tell us when So when love supercedes Our physical needs I stopped thinking 'me' And went beyond 'we' My karma achieved in my deeds I look back now at what I wrote Like an essay written by rote To communicate fully And not be a bully I must give a more personal note My new love's so rare in these pages Like no love I've felt for ages We've found a rapport That makes my heart soar I think it confounds the sages So we'll talk for hours Sometimes curse the powers That separate us past our changing Though there are times I am raging I can only shower you with flowers I sincerely believe should it happen If a meeting were not 'if' but 'when' My only thought would be Not 'me', neither 'we' But just 'you' again and again It's 'you' as I sleep It's 'you' as I eat Listening I vision Without any revision Just giving, I'll be complete You might say then my joy's indirect Now in giving is how I collect It's in hearing your sighs Where my happiness lies A talent I strive to perfect In this moment I get a clue Gazing deep for an inwardly view Praying no sever, Praying not to hear 'never' But forever, always just 'you' Great souls have wills; feeble ones have only wishes. ~ Chinese Proverb ~ |
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Martie
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Member Empyrean
since 1999-09-21
Posts 28049California |
Bill--A touching and honest look at transitions...and the last very loving: favorite stanza: "I sincerely believe should it happen If a meeting were not 'if' but 'when' My only thought would be Not 'me', neither 'we' But just 'you' again and again" |
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Kethry Member Rara Avis
since 2000-07-29
Posts 9082Victoria Australia |
Wil, methinks this poet loveth much, and yea tis timely and mayhap reciprocal? quill on fair poet Keth Those of us who refuse to risk and grow get swallowed up by life. Patty Hansen. |
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catalinamoon
since 2000-06-03
Posts 9543The Shores of Alone |
Well, if all men in the world made this wonderful transition, all the women of the world we be much better off. You told a great story here, and I much enjoyed it. Sandra |
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Wilfred Yeats Member Elite
since 2000-08-04
Posts 2704Wilmington, Delaware |
Friends- I've read this over and over - yet I posted the total in spite of the nagging feeling I could have left many verses 'out' and still communicated my thoughts and perhaps better poetry - I welcome suggestions - and thank you for reading |
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Sunshine
Administrator
Member Empyrean
since 1999-06-25
Posts 63354Listening to every heart |
Look at this...the man grew to become... a gentleman.... this, Mr. Yeats...allows us a glimpse into a soul that grew to love... well done Sir... |
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doreen peri Member Elite
since 1999-05-25
Posts 3812Virginia |
well done, sir! enjoyed the limerick cadence in some of the stanzas and the sentiments and reflection of this.... (you asked for suggestions and my only one would be that since the limerick rhyme scheme seemed to work so well, for me at least as one reader, maybe carry it all the way through? in most stanzas, you've employed that technique so it would only take minor editing to achieve this.... just an idea since you asked!  ) |
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Victoria
since 2000-08-12
Posts 5869 |
Getting, sharing and giving *How I matured, my view of loving As a teen it was getting Thought only of receiving Little thought what she'd be enduring* Some think they know what we should endure,treating us like a sex toy...wanting us to be that screaming multi orgasm sex machine ha..they forget to blend the warmth and loving words that would add to the flavor of the night. I enjoyed reading every word bill..HUGS A poem is never finished, only abandoned. - Paul Valery (1871-1945) |
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Paula Finn Member Ascendant
since 2000-06-17
Posts 5546missouri |
Please sir dont change a word...it tells her everything she needs to hear |
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