I Have Love
I have love, ill-defined and tenuous,
Hollowed out and scurrilous.
Jealous to a fault,
Impervious.
Brittle love, strained and anxious,
Stretched too thin, dangerous.
Pushed past the limit,
Hazardous.
Save me from love, rude and ridiculous,
Martyred and meticulous.
Grasping for straws,
Ludicrous.
A trip through life with fingers crossed and eternal optimism.
Doing the best I can with what I have
kind of sad, but not so bad with cheese. cheese not provided.
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WOw, wow, wow. The heart is really clever too. Totally hooks you in x
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Thank you very much!
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Really, really good nana!
– Esme applauding upon the Cloud
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Thank you very, very much Esme!
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I’m not messing about, I’ve tweeted you! *beams*
– Esme knowing she’ll return to this one again and again upon the Cloud
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I’m beaming.
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I’ve created a post today with your poem featured within. *smiles*. It links over to here of course too.
– Esme waving upon the Cloud
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She doesn’t mess about, that Esme; does she nan? Anyway, came here courtesy of her Cloud as I was so impressed with your piece. Many congratulations.
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Thank you! I was honored to have the lovely Esme link to my piece.
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