Reading this felt like the love you were needing was because the world has turned a blind eye, dismissed you, meaning having even just a bit of love – maybe not the most exciting – would be something to warm you again. But whatever it ultimately meant; I enjoyed it, Frank. 🙂
Reading your poems is always delightful!
How I read this one was you were with someone whom you wanted ‘something’ from but never received due to whatever the circumstances and it ended cause it wasn’t progressive to your sensibilities. Is that close?
You miss the feeling of a partner but not entirely that particular person.
You miss the idea of what could have been with her. A ‘future’ that you felt you missed out on. More so the thought of her than her entirely. How’s that?
Honestly I only started to understand it because it’s exactly how I feel on most occasions. Truly relatable! I appreciate your poem a whole ton. 😌 💎
While we may want continual excitement from love, sometimes it being mundane is the best thing for us. Really loved this poem and appreciating what I have in terms of love in my life!
I don’t know. The way I read it I felt like you were looking back at it and still calling it mundane. Look at this hand where the boil used to be. It was crap but I got used to it being there and for that reason I miss it. That’s how I read it because the title and the description of how love felt seems so nothing to you. I know personally I would feel hurt if someone said my love for them was mundane when I did everything I could to love them.
True, there are always different ways to read something but I think if you would have just said regret instead of mundane I would have felt the beauty of the piece. I know it’s your work and you can say whatever but I read a book long ago on how to get people to like you and being willing to listen to what you say. It’s all in the words you use and how you use them. If I said you better do this or that you wouldn’t listen and would be resistant to what I have to say. But if there is kindness and a request not a demand then you stand a better shot. Just one word and what it means vs the other changes how I look at it.
Reading this felt like the love you were needing was because the world has turned a blind eye, dismissed you, meaning having even just a bit of love – maybe not the most exciting – would be something to warm you again. But whatever it ultimately meant; I enjoyed it, Frank. 🙂
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Reading your poems is always delightful!
How I read this one was you were with someone whom you wanted ‘something’ from but never received due to whatever the circumstances and it ended cause it wasn’t progressive to your sensibilities. Is that close?
You miss the feeling of a partner but not entirely that particular person.
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The last sentence — that is close…
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You miss the idea of what could have been with her. A ‘future’ that you felt you missed out on. More so the thought of her than her entirely. How’s that?
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Hate to say it but a bit off this time though…
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Love a teaser but now I think I got it.
You miss, just out right, having someone close as a partner to confide in. A realistic loving partner.
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Good…
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Honestly I only started to understand it because it’s exactly how I feel on most occasions. Truly relatable! I appreciate your poem a whole ton. 😌 💎
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Thanks a lot.
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Reblogged this on The Reluctant Poet.
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Captures just how I feel. Amazing.
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Thanks.
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While we may want continual excitement from love, sometimes it being mundane is the best thing for us. Really loved this poem and appreciating what I have in terms of love in my life!
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Reblogging to my readers at sister site Timeless Wisdoms
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You have me reminiscing ðŸ¤
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If their love or what they provided wasn’t special to you then why would you miss it?
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Isn’t that what they call ‘taking things for granted’?
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I don’t know. The way I read it I felt like you were looking back at it and still calling it mundane. Look at this hand where the boil used to be. It was crap but I got used to it being there and for that reason I miss it. That’s how I read it because the title and the description of how love felt seems so nothing to you. I know personally I would feel hurt if someone said my love for them was mundane when I did everything I could to love them.
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There are ways to look at it. That’s what makes it so beautiful…
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True, there are always different ways to read something but I think if you would have just said regret instead of mundane I would have felt the beauty of the piece. I know it’s your work and you can say whatever but I read a book long ago on how to get people to like you and being willing to listen to what you say. It’s all in the words you use and how you use them. If I said you better do this or that you wouldn’t listen and would be resistant to what I have to say. But if there is kindness and a request not a demand then you stand a better shot. Just one word and what it means vs the other changes how I look at it.
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Quite true. I’ll keep that in mind.
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Sweet, beautiful, and so doggone realistic.
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On my lost/most favourite words.
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Wow! Love gives me warmth
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Aw, so lovely and oh so sad all at the same time in just a few lines. Very touching!
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Thanks.
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