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~Woman Interrupted~
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~Woman Interrupted~ |
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Janet Marie Member Laureate
since 2000-01-22
Posts 18554 |
~Woman Interrupted~ No one ever told me you could get lost while standing still, and I never knew desperation doesn't make a sound ... while it takes away the last of your will. Sometimes the losses just quietly eats a hole in ones soul, too many things ... taken away ... will eventually take its toll. And I'm sorry ... but I'm just so damn tired of always being good, It's always just so expected of me ... yet the same ones who expect it, never do as they should. Why is it just a given that I be the designated driver for your life, and why is so hard to understand ... sometimes a woman needs more than to just be a mother and a wife. Thru the years, little by little, I gave too much of me away, and now I'm not sure I can get back what I've lost ... while trying to make you stay. I just feel like so much of me is unrequited ... so much of me is wasted, there is so much inside that I need to give ... so much of that too has gone untasted. And just once before I die, I'd like to hear the sound that honesty makes, Trust was so easily traded away ... I'm still shaken by the things that you were willing to forsake. Its gotten to the point where the only contentment I feel is when I write ... and as much as I crave poetry ... it only goes so far when that lonely ache rolls in late at night. I'm still constantly amazed by the things that you cant see, I would think after all these years ... you would wonder why ... you now no longer recognize me. Who do you see when you look at me ... when did I become invisible, see thru, at some point I think you should notice ... there's now a stranger lying here each night next to you. I'm sorry if you think I'm selfish ... but I'm tired of living with all your regret, I just want to know the taste of commitment and contentment ... and that hasn't happened yet. I'm only trying to find what's left of me ... there was a woman here before there was you, there was a time when I walked thru hell to hold you ... now I just shake my head at the things you've put me thru. It wasn't supposed to be this way ... too many promises were traded and broken, some where along the line we lost patience ... and we let too many things go unspoken. There's got to be more between two people ... than just the words to "have and to hold" ... and if cant look you in the eyes and see my own reflection ... then its a pretty safe bet ... I'm not gonna be here when Im old. Janet Marie [This message has been edited by Janet Marie (edited 06-09-2000).] |
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Aimster Member Elite
since 2000-02-19
Posts 4297Charlotte, NC |
JM~ i loved this piece. it held so many emotions. i want to write more but i feel i am too close to you personally. i'll just simply say EXCELLENT piece! take care. love ya, amy  "Don't be dismayed at goodbyes. A farewell is before you can meet again. And meeting again after a moment or a lifetime is certain for those who are friends." "Fate exists but it can only take you so far, Because once you're there It's up to you to make it happen." |
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Martie
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Member Empyrean
since 1999-09-21
Posts 28049California |
Janet Marie--Oh my, what an emotion packed poem...I can feel your heartache and your longing so clearly...that is what is so special about your writing...it is so clearly honest..you write your heart. Hugs! |
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amazon_lover Member
since 2000-04-09
Posts 491Dublin,Ireland |
Hi Janet its very nice poem and sometimes its very difficult to see through things when mind is bothered with so many doubts and a woman needs love and care and I clearly understand it. Its very honest and I loved it. Sincerely A_L |
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Danny Holloway Member Elite
since 2000-01-15
Posts 2034Tulsa, OK |
~~Four Stars ~~Thumbs Up ~~A TEN anyway you rate it, it comes up perfect! dh A life isn't significant except for its impact on other lives. |
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serenity blaze Member Empyrean
since 2000-02-02
Posts 27738 |
Hello, m'twin....been a bit, has it not? I honestly don't know what to say...you have said it all for so many...funny how this place of non-being creeps up on you... and I'm not much comfort today, except to say that you can't really lose yourself... and what you're feeling is yourself crying to be born again... I'll e ya later, as this gets WAY personal....Love to you... |
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ellie LeJeune Member Elite
since 2000-01-10
Posts 4156King of Prussia, PA USA |
dearest Jan; Oh You have touched the core of me with these words. I was exactly where you are, every feeling and the exact situation with my other. It took years of intense work and constant surrender to God, then slowly that dark place disappeared and now self worth and deep inner peace. Whatever you do, have courage and faith that you deserve the best, the best of you and the best of love in your life. I am a living testimony that you will get it all!!! Love, Ellie 02 |
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Sudhir Iyer Member Ascendant
since 2000-04-26
Posts 6943Mumbai, India : now in Belgium |
No one ever told me you could (get) lost while standing still, and I never knew desperation doesn't make a sound ... while it takes away the last of your will. Sometimes the losses just quietly eats a hole in one's soul, too many things ... taken away ... will eventually take its toll ......... It wasn't supposed to be this way ... too many promises were traded and broken, some where along the line we lost patience ... and we let too many things go unspoken. There's got to be more between two people ... than just the words to "have and to hold" ... and if cant look you in the eyes and see my own reflection ... then its a pretty safe bet ... I'm not gonna be here when Im old. ......... Janet, should I open my mouth or not, I am trying to decide. I decide to open it. I do. I scream, shout, wail, cheer,... no sound comes... Why? I am completely whacked off, gone nuts or simply numb and dumbfounded, slurring and groping for words... I know not.. Nay, I know, I am pleasantly stupefied by the power of this poem, the emotions flowing and the writing in itself..... Regards, Sudhir. I better go back into the corner and listen to my favourite songs... see ya later... when I am back to normal... My heart is pounding, my stomach's inside out I'm feeling kind-a-shaky, my mind is full of doubt All I ever think about, is fearing fear itself, Wish I could unscrew my head and put it on the shelf Everything is twisted, everything is oh so tight, Don't know what I'm looking at, the lights are all too bright My brain's about to crumble, spill out on the floor Sweep 'em up. Throw 'em away, don't want 'em anymore Clouds race across the sky, day turns into night, Still there are the questions, no answers in sight Everything is twisted, everything is oh so tight, Starin' out the window, everything is just too bright Brain's about to crumble, spill out on the floor, Wish I could unscrew my head, and kick it out the door... You know I'm feeling kind-a....Strange You know I'm feeling kind-a....Strange ~ Strange ~ Joe Satriani (Flying in a Blue Dream) |
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brian madden Member Elite
since 2000-05-06
Posts 4374ireland |
wow Janet...Thru the years, little by little, I gave too much of me away, and now I'm not sure I can get back what I've lost ... a wonderful poem, full of emotions, excellent thanks for sharing. ------------------------ "I've been too honest with myself I should have lied like everybody else"-Richey Edwards "Take nothing but pictures. Leave nothing but footprints. Kill nothing but time". Baltimore Grotto "Libraries gave us power Then work came and made us free What price now for a shallow piece of dignity" Nicky Wire, A design for Life. manic street preachers "Rock 'n' roll is our epiphany Culture, alienation, boredom and despair" "To be nobody-but-yourself-in a world which is doing its best night and day, to make you everybody else - means to fight the hardest battle which any human being can fight; and never stop fighting." E.E Cummings. |
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Danny Holloway Member Elite
since 2000-01-15
Posts 2034Tulsa, OK |
Back to the top with this Woman before she's interrupted AGAIN! A life isn't significant except for its impact on other lives. |
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Dark Angel Member Patricius
since 1999-08-04
Posts 10095 |
Oh Janet straight from the heart, beautiful and this.... Thru the years, little by little, I gave too much of me away, and now I'm not sure I can get back what I've lost ... I have felt this on so many occasions. *hugs* Je t'aime plus qu'hier et moins que demain." I love you more than yesterday and less than tomorrow (unkown) |
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lorilockheart Member
since 2000-05-06
Posts 206Alabama |
J. Marie, Again girl, you've touched me. I swear we think alike! It is hard to know what to say except that I am there with you, we are kindred spirits for sure. I find such comfort in that. Thank you. Lori ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ I hope you still feel small when you stand beside the ocean. Whenever one door closes I hope one more opens. Promise me you'll give faith a fighting chance. And when you get the choice to sit it out or dance - I hope you dance. song by LeeAnn Womack ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ |
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Balladeer
Administrator
Member Empyrean
since 1999-06-05
Posts 25505Ft. Lauderdale, Fl USA |
Janet Marie, I can't begin to choose which line I like the best, There are so many!!! Could be "the designated driver of your life", "getting lost while standing still" or simply the title itself. All I know is that it's the best poem I've seen flow from your pen. This is truly excellent! |
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Butterflies_dont_cry Member Elite
since 2000-03-06
Posts 3733Michigan |
J.M.* My sun was interupted by the early arrival of the Cable Man....I think I shocked him a tad....so sue me I don't like tan lines...he has to come tomorrow...I'll tell him it was my twin  Now on to the Masterpiece...I'm now calling the men in little white coats hun...to hault. This is my heart, my soul, my marriage...MIRRORS S.S., so many mirrors. You capture every feeling like the jarred butterfly and release them on the paper. My soul aches for you with this piece and my tears fall beside yours, I know and I understand with every tear stained line. and I never knew desperation doesn't make a sound And I'm sorry ... but I'm just so damn tired of always being good, It's always just so expected of me ... so much of me is wasted, there is so much inside that I need to give ... so much of that too has gone untasted Who do you see when you look at me ... when did I become invisible, see thru, at some point I think you should notice ... there's now a stranger lying here each night next to you. There's got to be more between two people ... than just the words to "have and to hold" ... You have penned your soul with the grace and style that only you have my sweet. Thank you for sharing this, and thank you for understanding. There is comfort in that...I know you know. Love you for this...and a double dose of ***Angel Wing Hugs*** |
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gemini shadow Member
since 2000-03-28
Posts 70the mystic |
oops LOL [This message has been edited by gemini shadow (edited 06-10-2000).] |
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Janet Marie Member Laureate
since 2000-01-22
Posts 18554 |
thank you SO MUCH to each one of you for your amazing replies to this. I almost didnt post this as I was afraid it was "too much" and more personal than some may be comfortable with, and I understand that completely. But when I see how many others relate and see themselves in the words, then I know its ok to share this much of myself, so that we all can learn from it. I thank you all for helping to remove the doubt in my self. Most of all I thank you for your understanding, encouragement and caring. Each one of these replies was heartfelt. thank you so much me loves ya all later sweet poet gators jm |
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