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Saturday, June 9, 2012

FORGIVE ME



It is said
that in all
the dimensions
that we
here
cling to one
of the lowest
rungs
with our constant
craving
and our ceaseless
desire
and yet
we pour the wine
the music plays
I gaze
into your eyes...


Forgive me
for loving this life
it is all
I've known
or can remember

25 comments:

  1. base desires...you know there is nothing wrong with loving life...too many live it dead...

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  2. Live life ... like there is no tomorrow ... I'd do the same ... as soon as all my bills are paid for ... welcome to this crazy anthill, Timo ... what else is new ... welcome to the club ... meow ... catnip is appreciated anytime ... Love, cat.

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  3. I love this life, too........and I love your poem, Timo. So much!

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  4. BRIAN: Right. No looking back.
    CAT: I'd like to live life like there was no yesterday.
    SHERRY: Love ya, kiddo!

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  5. Who can blame us for relishing in the lives we have been given, when we know no other way. I like the perspective you offer.

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  6. I forgive you and meet you on whatever rung. That said, how wonderful the reminder that their are two sides to the reality!

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  7. "There" are! What was I thinking? Oy. (Perfectionist speaking.)

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  8. You blow me away sometimes, Timo. I won't gush, but this is some good writing, and I really like it, and also, I really feel it to be true in that bone deep kind of way.

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  9. The concision and directness of this piece leap off the page. So well written... and the message is pretty profound, too!

    http://www.kimnelsonwrites.com/2012/06/07/art-in-some-stanzas/

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  10. I like the honest write...sometimes this is what we need and pine for ~

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  11. oh! i love this poem. i too love this life. i love your writing. oh! love.

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  12. Your words:

    "I gaze
    _we pour the wine
    _the music plays"

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  13. Simple yet full of life... spun with craft

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  14. It is what it is...if only we could some how forgot the dogma that has conditioned us to think it's not supposed to be fun! Live it Poet...for all of us who can't! ;)

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  15. KERRY: I'm with you!
    SUSAN: 2 sides to reality--that's why some of us are two-faced!
    HEDGEWITCH: Thank you so much...I think it speaks to the existential dilemma that many of us find ourselves grappling with--when we're not grappling with a partner and such.
    MARIAN: Love loves love...so thanks, love.
    MAGYAR: The music plays...and everyone must dance. Thanks, amigo.
    AIDZ: Great to see you here!
    NATASHA: I so agree with you...no more guilt!

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  16. Live life..love life...that's all we have here and now!

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  17. Love the new stuff on your sidebar--''but it all comes out on the inside/eventually..."

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  18. Elegant little poem. The last stanza really lands it.

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  19. a truly authentic poem - heartfelt

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  20. How I wish lover-boy would talk to me like this sometimes.
    Very nice.

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  21. think that's the most melancholic poem i've read by you so far...love it tim...really love it much

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  22. You have a remarkable way of just simply nailing it, Timoteo! Brilliant writing!

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  23. I often wonder if there is more out there, more than what I've experienced. But yes, pour a drink & enjoy the life you live. Well said, here.

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  24. MAROUSIA, AYALA, POEMBLAZE, OLD OLLIE, MARBLES, ALEX: Your comments are much appreciated!

    HEDGEWITCH (JOY): Glad you noticed the sidebar--don't know how many people do.
    KOLEMBO: Tell Loverboy I've got some pointers for him...LOL
    CLAUDIA: Thanks so much, globetrotting poet!

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