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Saturday, 23 November 2013

Poem: Disarmed



we were drunk on LOVE –
it dripped down our throats like water
                with such ease, we never dared question
answers to the should've? could've? would've?
                seem to fail us, leaving us certain we went the wrong way
but there is no storybook simple path
                they are what they are, no matter what names we give them
                and only if we follow we see where they lead
take the good with the bad and break the shell
just like wine ages, memories form into pearls
                what we are now, was decided in the past
what we will become requires devotion to time
we can't be the same as we were when we met
for we ignited feelings we could never imagine
like two matches burning together
as the snow gently surrounds the space into silence
then you smile at me – and I'm...
                               DISARMED.
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23 comments:

  1. Oh love that mature like old wine.. and that smile... it makes me happy to read.. I think you have captured the essence of love..

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  2. Gorgeous. Love is like that - it encompasses you. Just beautiful, Nataša.

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  3. Two matches burning together... just hope there is no petrol lying about...we know what happens then!Enjoyed this:)

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  4. Drunk on love! WoW! The path of a relationship is never easy to predict and so hard to tread.

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  5. love requires courage, ready to be burned out.. nice poem

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  6. Without words lovers understand.......................

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  7. That is lovely. Great idea using wine with our identities and the changes that we undergo with time in any relationship. I loved the ending. Well-written. :-)
    -HA

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  8. Love... it's inexplicable and so alluring. Wonderful poem!

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  9. there is no storybook simple path....tru that, love takes a lot more work than people want to believe...but love that lasts turns into something very beautiful

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  10. This is a well crafted poem, Natasa. I agree there is no storybook or simple path. I like especially the lines "just like wine ages, memories form into pearls" which say so very much. I like the ending too. Despite whatever goes on in a relationship, a smile can definitely disarm!

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  11. This is a beautiful description of a loving relationship.

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  12. Beautiful and thoughtful poem, Natasá! " what we are now, was decided in the past
    what we will become requires devotion to time" - this is so true! I also enjoyed your closing lines.

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  13. but there is no storybook simple path
    they are what they are, no matter
    what names we give them

    Truly said Natase! That's what love is, where it leads and where it goes is open-ended. Nicely!

    Hank

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  14. the story of maturing togetherness.neatly done.

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  15. "take the good with the bad and break the shell"-- That's how things work..It's the bad that lets you know how good the good really is.... Beautifully done!

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  16. Neat to still be disarmed after all that careful there-ness.

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  17. the essence of an emotion we all treasure...

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  18. Wonderful to be young and in love. Enjoy every moment!

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  19. Truly truly gorgeous. Love is a wondrous thing.
    Anna :o]

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  20. Beautiful. I love the idea of memories forming into pearls ... and growing together as a couple. Love definitely changes us for the better :)

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  21. love the beautiful images reflecting love...wonderfully done...

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  22. Enjoyed this greatly, thank you.

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