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Just an accident
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Just an accident |
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Honeybunch Member Rara Avis
since 2001-12-29
Posts 7115South Africa 
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Love is just an accident no surgery can fix and medication merely numbs its sheer intensity and indeed I take my daily dose like you, and you, and them unknowingly to procreate a flow of ignorance. The flow is fast, invincible, and unstoppable and pummels at the truth like a tsunami designed and made to suit individual temperaments. My tsunami is my look away, my turn on heel, my shrug, and my immersion in the vat of transience. Delicious, so delectable, the need and strive to be plain and simply unworthy of love’s lift up and let down into meadows of the beautiful. But I will smell the flowers, pick petals “love me/not” and serenely smile at every tree, every twig, leaf, memory, for that in case you didn’t know, is the sure and undeniable … result of accidents! Helen / 6 May 2009 |
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ethome Member Patricius
since 2000-05-14
Posts 11858New Brunswick Canada |
Helen This is so very clever. Accident I'm just not too sure one way or the other as you express the in betweens so well. Eric |
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serenity blaze Member Empyrean
since 2000-02-02
Posts 27738 |
Oh dear heart--this was written by one who knows the pain. You've just got to decide if it's worth it, to do it again. (I'm a romantic, so you know what I'm pullin' for...)  and yep, "just an accident" It really does happen that way. *innocence*   and hugs |
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greytree Junior Member
since 2009-02-24
Posts 45Wales |
I loved this poem completely by accident In such an ugly time, beauty is the real protest |
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suthern
since 1999-07-29
Posts 20723Louisiana |
Love is just an accident no surgery can fix and medication merely numbs its sheer intensity And yet... to avoid such accidents is to never really live. *S* Enjoyed this very much!! |
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Earth Angel Member Empyrean
since 2002-08-27
Posts 40215Realms of Light |
Hi, Honey! I simply adore the following stanza ~ "But I will smell the flowers, pick petals “love me/not” and serenely smile at every tree, every twig, leaf, memory," LOVE IT  Love, Linda |
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secondhanddreampoet Member Ascendant
since 2006-11-07
Posts 6394a 'Universalist' ! |
well said! the first line certainly 'pegs it' : "Love is just an accident no surgery can fix(!)" I am particularly fond of the line about: "...immersion in (a) vat of transience" serious applause for this 'penning' !! |
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Honeybunch Member Rara Avis
since 2001-12-29
Posts 7115South Africa |
Thank you all dear poet friends for your comments. I think about love with a mind perhaps not developed enough to fully understand it. The sad thing is that I know that mind never will. The "other" mind, however, knows all about it and we talk sometimes, you know. Yeah, it's called "imagination" by those who do not know. Helen |
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LindsayP Member Elite
since 2007-07-28
Posts 3410Australia, Victoria |
Dear Helen, don't ever lose your imagination for while your mind is clear you can enjoy all sorts of wonderful things and I wish you good luck. Love. Lindsay |
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Kaoru
since 2003-06-07
Posts 3892where the wild flowers grow |
Loved this, loved the last verse.... |
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Margherita Member Seraphic
since 2003-02-08
Posts 22236Eternity |
Though I think it is a gift that we receive as a birthright, we really perceive it sometimes as an accident. Yet, heavens plan beautiful things! Synchronicity would be the peak of that happening. You wrote this so well, it captivates the reader powerfully, dear Helen! Rhythm and tune too are perfect! Love and hugs. Margherita |
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Mark Bohannan Member Rara Avis
since 2000-06-21
Posts 7269In the winds of Cherokee song |
I love the way your mind works and of course the way you always bring to us the pleasures of reading your works in such divine expressions. Totally enjoyed from beginning to end. |
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Honeybunch Member Rara Avis
since 2001-12-29
Posts 7115South Africa |
Thank you Lindsay, Kaoru and dear Margherita. Indeed love is our birthright but not many claim it and if they do, it's just the glitter and not the substance. It's not our fault really because we don't generally know any better. Thank you, Mark. My mind? Yes, someone/something whispered that they like the mind I've now made to avoid the knowing and the loving. We do what we must though to survive the ... "rough". Helen |
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