Author: Rodney Smith
Image: Blown Away to Bits (here)What was she to do
It was a lone battle
Fuzzy and feeling blue
It was a big muddle
Love of her life
Had frittered away
Her being nose-dived
Much to her dismay
Generous in giving her all
Nurtured of good tidings
She felt rather small
All gone with the wind
She is more guarded now
In expending her feelings
Not the way she did before
Which left her reeling
Carrie's at The Sunday Muse #219.
very very clever, Hank. I'm among those who often needs to be more guarded myself!
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David
Your poem captures so much of each layer of the image Hank! So glad to see you at the Muse!
ReplyDeleteLearning through relationships is heavy going.
ReplyDeleteAh yes it is good to grow and mature in relationships.
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When we open ourselves up like that there is the most risk -- and the most rewards.
ReplyDelete..... and she will return on the wind. Ready to take on the world, once again.
ReplyDeleteThat's the way I felt before my second marriage, more guarded now, "In expending her feelings - Not the way she did before." Gradually I began to feel more secure and trusting. This one has lasted 49.years.
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Jim,
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Wonderful write, Hank. Your rhymes send a welcome from the first.
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I love this Hank.
ReplyDeleteRelationships can bring difficult lessons. Beautiful poetry
ReplyDeleteWonderful writing, Hank!
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