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Monkey and the Jar
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Monkey and the Jar |
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Joel the wolf Senior Member
since 2000-04-06
Posts 1333Angels Camp |
Monkey and the Jar Like the monkey with the jar. I hold my love within with a closed fist, but very far. Not able to pull her out holding on to what I love most. I might as well push her away, like a spectral ghost. The irony of it all is if I’d just let her go, and withdraw my open hand. Then set free my love for her, that I cherish most, to see where she will land. To land within my heart she is already there, maybe but I’ll never know if I don’t. So to you my love I’ll open my hand, knowing that, my love for you will be forever. No matter where you land. For White Dove. All my love. Joel. I howl a mournful song, that echos within my chambered heart, for all to read? nay for all to feel. |
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Jeremiah Johnson Senior Member
since 2000-06-08
Posts 1223Brooksville, Fl, U.S |
keep this fight up my friend for as long as you most for i think this is your true love and that you can not give up. so take her to always be your lady love your white dove. i also love the poem it shows true feelings. and good luck. I'm a dying romantic and when i can no longer write i can no longer live -Jeremiah Johnson- |
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Hardrock Senior Member
since 2000-02-14
Posts 948New Hampshire, USA |
Joel....it was curiosity about the title that brought me here....Few probably understand it. Can I explain? African natives use a jar or gourd to capture monkeys...they place sugared rice inside the jar or gourd, with a small hold cut in the side. The monkeys will reach in, grab a handful of rice, closing their fist around their prize. But the hole is so small, withdrawing the clenched fist is impossible. So, even though they have their prize, they are trapped until their captors release them. Freedom is just a matter of letting go....but they hang on, waiting for the fate that is inevitable. You are a wise man to let go Joel....in time the winds of fate may blow the jar over, spilling the rice of love all over you. If not, there are other jars in the forest. Good words here....loved it. Hardrock |
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gothicmoth Member
since 2000-06-05
Posts 89 |
Thank you, Hardrock, for explaining the title. I was curious about it too, but I pictured a monkey trying to get a screw-top lid off. And thank you, Joel, for always writing from your heart. Your words are always touching and beautiful. |
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Joel the wolf Senior Member
since 2000-04-06
Posts 1333Angels Camp |
Thank you JJ, I know she is, and yes I'll fight my self to get her. she is so much worth it. and god I love her so. Thanks Hardrock, I just thought ?? it was common knowledge?? now that I think about it, I guess a different generation? In days of old we had to be amused. hahaha If I hadn't been born a boy I'd of had nothing to play with. (Rodney Dangerfield) Gothicmoth, no, thank you for coming here to our place some call home. And thank you for being a friend of a friend. you know what I mean. Love ya kid. I howl a mournful song, that echos within my chambered heart, for all to read? nay for all to feel. |
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JamesMichael Member Empyrean
since 1999-11-16
Posts 33336Kapolei, Hawaii, USA |
I like this poem Joel...as the monkey opens his hand and is set free so shall you be set free. Love is something you can share with more than one.... James |
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Portia Member
since 2000-05-18
Posts 157 |
Joel, you continue to astound me. Your images and poetry continue to grow more and more vivid and profound... and also more wistful and lonely. I truly hope your love returns to you soon. Your words are so true-- the clenched hand yields no prize. I know this for myself as well. Hugs to you, and strength to you as well. |
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SpitFire Member Elite
since 2000-04-19
Posts 2396 |
~Joel,...oh I am wishing you sunshine this very minute. I love the concept of this piece. So well thought out and it shows. Love it. ~Oh and Hardrock,...thank you for that explanation....much needed here..haha. It was very interesting and I'm glad that I learned something today. haha. *Peace. |
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Irish Rose Member Patricius
since 2000-04-06
Posts 10263 |
strong hands always bring the dove home, Joel. and a tender touch you have both don't you! Kathleen "How do I love thee? Let me count the ways. I love thee to the depth and breadth and height My soul can reach, when feeling out of sight For the ends of Being and ideal Grace." Elizabeth Barrett Browning |
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catalinamoon
since 2000-06-03
Posts 9543The Shores of Alone |
Joel, another intense and heartfelt writing. If she does not come back to you, it is not your fault, because you have a wonderful heart. Take care catalinamoon/sandra |
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Joel the wolf Senior Member
since 2000-04-06
Posts 1333Angels Camp |
Thank you so much all, you don't know what this all means to me. again thank you. Joel. I howl a mournful song, that echos within my chambered heart, for all to read? nay for all to feel. |
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Nancee Junior Member
since 2000-06-17
Posts 45Australia |
Take the chill from an icy heart take the dark from the depths take all the reasons why you shouldn't, You do. |
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Joel the wolf Senior Member
since 2000-04-06
Posts 1333Angels Camp |
Thank you Nancee, I'm also a massage therapist, I'll warm your chilled heart, and return your circulation, to the dead. love ya kid. Joel. I howl a mournful song, that echos within my chambered heart, for all to read? nay for all to feel. |
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