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| Open Poetry #6 |
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A Loving Disguise |
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christies heart Member
since 1999-08-10
Posts 189NJ, USA |
You've treasured my soul, or so you have said. < !signature-->On damaged ground you've known that I tread. I've engulfed you so real in my trust-weary hold, when finally secured, you've cracked this safe mold. You've held my hand, my strength you have praised, knowing I've conquered the demons once raised. Yet, the faith in my heart you claim to hold true crumbles, dismayed at words not so new. All the time knowing the self I've become you've kept up the farce that our dreams are one. Yet, then, through the fire, you've stolen some flame,igniting it now in hate-words of blame. Then when faith dies, as always it must, the rest of the days I spend burying trust. Only in moments I will remember time's lies and find myself mourning your loving disguise. Grant that I may not judge my niegbor until I have walked a mile in his moccasians Native American prayer [This message has been edited by christies heart (edited 03-23-2000).] |
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David2 Member
since 2000-03-22
Posts 407 |
Then when faith dies, as always it must, the rest of the days I spend burying trust. Only in moments I will remember time's lies and find myself mourning your loving disguise. I used to feel this way, but no longer. Love is worth the pain of rejection. Someday the one love of your life will appear, and even if he never does, the search for him can be exhilarating. Beautiful poem. david2  |
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Danny Holloway Member Elite
since 2000-01-15
Posts 2034Tulsa, OK |
The emotion pours out of this piece. Hurt feelings not soon to pass. Good expression and rhyme. |
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busylisa_ca Junior Member
since 2000-03-01
Posts 39 |
Very touching poem, I'm sure we all feel this way sometimes when our trust is broken. Build it back up and move on, your right man is out there somewhere! |
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Elizabeth Santos Member Rara Avis
since 1999-11-08
Posts 9269Pennsylvania |
Lovely poem, You will learn to trust again You will learn to love again Liz |
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christies heart Member
since 1999-08-10
Posts 189NJ, USA |
Thank you all for your responses. David2- I know what It is like to feel this way and fully trusting, even with the same individual at different times. This is my greatest struggle. Danny H-True. Hurt feelings need at least to be expressed before then begin to pass. Thanks for your response. busylisa.. I still hope the right man is my husband...ha. But this poem expressess how, even in a trusting, loving relationship, our faith can be so challenged.ES-Thank you as well. You are right. Trusting and Loving can sometimes be tested agian and again! Grant that I may not judge my niegbor until I have walked a mile in his moccasians Native American prayer |
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Marge Tindal 
since 1999-11-06
Posts 42384Florida's Foreverly Shores |
Christie~ When faith is challenged ... we are uplifted to meet the challenge. Wonderful soul-seeking message. I just plain down-right like it ! ~*Marge*~ ~*The pen of the poet never runs out of ink, as long as we breathe.*~ noles1@totcon.com |
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TerryW Senior Member
since 2000-03-23
Posts 779Louisville, Mississippi, USA |
Love this piece! I have been in this position myself, and it does take a while to get over. I buried my trust, too, but after a long enough time, I found myself digging it back up again. Time heals all wounds. T Terry A. Woodson, Jr. |
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christies heart Member
since 1999-08-10
Posts 189NJ, USA |
Marge, Thank you for such nice feedback. It means a lot coming from you.  Terry, Thank you very much. It is very true what they say about time. I have learned that lesson "time" and "time" again.  Grant that I may not judge my niegbor until I have walked a mile in his moccasians Native American prayer |
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Tess Member
since 2000-03-22
Posts 288Australia |
Ths poem expresses those feelings of trust betrayed so well...when you finally let someone into your mind and heart to discover later it was only deception and lies...and each time it happens it becomes harder to trust. "What is a friend? A single soul dwelling in two bodies." -Aristotle |
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