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Array ( [sid] => 184077 [catid] => 1 [aid] => mick [title] => Conversations [time] => 2017-04-11 09:45:51 [hometext] => [bodytext] => Today,
a wife will have discussions
with her husband,
perhaps over morning coffee.
This cup,
that started their day as intended,
shared,
will leave a bitter taste on their tongues.
A lifetime of accusations will surface,
she has released her intentions
against these falsehoods.

Separated by distance,
we too share a morning routine.
Our thoughts reside in the here,
music will surface,
shared memories
will lighten this sunrise.
She is unaware of the other discussion.

I wonder how the subject will be approached.
Comfort will not be present for her, today...
until tonight,
when we leave our discussions
and find each other with compassionate eyes.

My actions must not give notice to our secret.
My eyes will do the whispering.
Patience will allow for such moments.
In silence,
moments will free themselves,
expressing what soon will follow.

A temptress shines brilliantly
in moments on silence.
Solitude is her temple,
longing echoes throughout the halls.

The great gift that fills the void,
forgotten in moments of distraction.
People voices,
sirens the serenate
the whispers of nature.
We will assert our values
onto an otherwise preoccupied mind. [comments] => 3 [counter] => 392 [topic] => 2 [informant] => eggflipper [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => LovePoetry )
Conversations

Contributed by eggflipper on Tuesday, 11th April 2017 @ 09:45:51 AM in AEST
Topic: LovePoetry



Today,
a wife will have discussions
with her husband,
perhaps over morning coffee.
This cup,
that started their day as intended,
shared,
will leave a bitter taste on their tongues.
A lifetime of accusations will surface,
she has released her intentions
against these falsehoods.

Separated by distance,
we too share a morning routine.
Our thoughts reside in the here,
music will surface,
shared memories
will lighten this sunrise.
She is unaware of the other discussion.

I wonder how the subject will be approached.
Comfort will not be present for her, today...
until tonight,
when we leave our discussions
and find each other with compassionate eyes.

My actions must not give notice to our secret.
My eyes will do the whispering.
Patience will allow for such moments.
In silence,
moments will free themselves,
expressing what soon will follow.

A temptress shines brilliantly
in moments on silence.
Solitude is her temple,
longing echoes throughout the halls.

The great gift that fills the void,
forgotten in moments of distraction.
People voices,
sirens the serenate
the whispers of nature.
We will assert our values
onto an otherwise preoccupied mind.




Copyright © eggflipper ... [ 2017-04-11 09:45:51]
(Date/Time posted on site)





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Re: Conversations (User Rating: 1 )
by JamesStockdale on Wednesday, 12th April 2017 @ 05:54:30 AM AEST
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Another winner. Excellent write with unique wording and a great flow..... Keep flipping those eggs cause it works....


Re: Conversations (User Rating: 1 )
by Former_Member on Friday, 14th April 2017 @ 04:36:02 AM AEST
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wow, words
they capture
and carry more
weight than
what someone feels
or does
when they might
not have
or might
not have realized that
they did
this is read in such a spontaneous way
that reveals a crazy existence
alongside intense sanity
or is it charm...
I think charm because it
leaves one with a giddy feeling

this is really a truly wonderful poem!

Peace!


Re: Conversations (User Rating: 1 )
by softerware on Wednesday, 19th April 2017 @ 11:21:07 PM AEST
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I must admit, this is like a fine piece of art. I don/'/t understand all of the artists intent, nor the nuances of the brushstrokes, but it is beautiful to behold.And I deeply respect the craftsmanship and skill of the creator.
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