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Rejection: A Poet’s Best Friend?

April 8, 2012 8 comments

Poets are like country singers; telling stories about troubled times, love, and personal angst. Along with all that is rejection. And that’s what was called for on Poetic Asides this morning.

Rejection comes in all shapes, sizes, and attitudes. The longer the connection between the beginning of a relationship and the end helps determine the magnitude of the rejection felt by the one left behind. Whether a person is the one being rejected or something that the person created, the impact is the same. Creator identifies with her creation just as strongly as lovers are connected in a relationship.

My offerings for today on this subject speak from both sides of the equation; the rejecter and the rejectee. Enjoy!

The Tangled Web

It began with a tiny thing;

A lie of that day’s convenience.

A first strand in the web you wove

To make yourself important, and

Disguise truth you could not bare shown.

More silk strands followed to entrap

The weaver in tales unforgotten,

By those brought to emotions ruined.

Thoughtless weaving. Strands delusions,

All make to tangle the weaver.

Go now into your web of lies.

Seek only new fools to believe.

Whisper’s Allure

Whisper soft came your urgings,

Touching deep inside with needs unmentioned,

Taking time to root beneath wall of safety,

Moving toward ultimate takeover.

“Can you hold me?”  you asked in the dark,

Whisper soft came your urgings,

Never breathing a hint of your design,

Taking my faith in love for granted.

I fell, quickly to your lumberman’s saw,

My need to fulfill those of yours, even as your

Whisper soft came, your urgings

Driving me further from myself and my haven.

Soon you left me behind, crumpled and weary,

Broken on the steps of love’s temple sublime,

Never to understand why now after

Whisper soft came your urgings.

Happy Easter, everyone. May you have a lovely day with those whom you love.

As always my work is copyrighted, so for those who’d like to use it elsewhere, please ask permission first. Thank you.

© Claudette J. Young 2012