A Little Shaken/I Love Her

 

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A Little Shaken

 

Caught in the undertow, short of breath,

Rolled and tumbled along the rippling sand,

That's how it feels when I think I've lost you.

My voice of logic reassures me that it isn't so.

Logic's voice carries no weight with me.

It's a case of past as precedent, it could go wrong.

It didn't. I'm shaken, and I'm stirred

By the knowledge that what was, is.

There is no doubt I'm insecure by nature.

I'm never sure, imagining the worst . . .

I'm sorting my thoughts, feeling warm,

Feeling cozy in my little den, my little nest that I call home.

You're good to me, see the good in me,

Giving me more chances than perhaps I deserve.

 

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I Love Her

 

In my gentlest voice I reassure her, it's a glitch,

I say, it's nothing, a technical difficulty.

She can't catch her breath, as if 

She’s under water. It's okay, I say, it is, really.

Her eyes belie her smile. I want to hold her,

Simply take her in my arms and hold her

Until the fear passes. It isn't possible,

We're inches out of reach from one another,

Reaching but never touching—that's us.

She's neither sister nor lover, we share nothing

And we share everything, often wondering

Where one of us begins and the other ends, 

Twins, born years, decades, apart, that's us—

That's us, neither complete without the other.

 

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Poetry by one trick pony The PoetBay support member heart!
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Written on 2016-01-10 at 05:15

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Jamsbo Rockda The PoetBay support member heart!
Both great pieces. The first about the shock of something good and how we can be so insecure in accepting it. The second speaks to me of a long distance modern relationship. A tale of disbelief and another of frustration.
2016-01-13


Lawrence Beck The PoetBay support member heart!
These are two very nice poems. I especially like the beginnings of both, the vivid description of being in the ocean in A Little Shaken, and the quotes and the reference to the first poem's metaphor, in I Love Her.
2016-01-12


Nancy Sikora
"Neither sister nor lover"... society gives us so few categories of relationships to choose from, as if any it hasn't categorized are invalid.
2016-01-12


Rob Graber
A clever and "tricky" text indeed, 'pony! I agree with "never': We share nothing, we share everything: the polar feelings that are the subjective essence of love as we experience it over time.
2016-01-11



Tasty. Savoured, relished, but ultimately, tasty.
2016-01-11



This poem makes my heart. swell at the love and care shown between these two marvelous selves. So complicated, so sincere.I would call it real love. Sister,friend, lover, self.
Sensitive and so tender.
Ashe
2016-01-10



I love the tension in both parts between the reassurance of logic and the tumbling emotional sea. And I like that it doesn't resolve, and you are left with the impossible coexistence of "sharing nothing" and "sharing everything." It is the essence of being in love I think.
2016-01-10