If this is life and life
is dream,
then would you be or
would you seem?
If this is life and
life is doubt,
then find the truth or
seek it out.
And would you find a
teacher wise
whose teaching’s not a
fair disguise,
who lives not ever ‘twixt
the worlds,
forgets about the boys
and girls?
A cup that’s full of
notions great
has not the space left
to create;
the spider’s web, with
spaces wide
draws willing victims
far inside.
And if you watch her,
dancing there,
she’s neither hidden,
no, nor bare;
her corset drawn and
knotted tight
reveals a little flesh
to light.
But if you daydream
that you clasp
and hold her tight in
your strong grasp,
see how she fades to
thinnest air
and leaves you only
weeping there.
If you had strength to
let her know
that any moment she
could go,
then she may stay,
though she be free,
as love was ever meant
to be.
If this is life and
life is dream,
then would you be or
would you seem?
If this is life and
life is doubt,
then find the truth or
seek it out.
I like the bit: 'If you had strength to let her know that any moment she could go, then she may stay, though she be free, as love was ever meant to be.' Speaking as a woman who suffered the 'holding tight' bit, I can absolutely testify to the veracity of that. If only men (or come to that women too!) could learn that one, the world would be a happier place.
ReplyDeleteEnjoyed the poem.
Thanks Evelyn, I'm so glad that part resonated with you. I hate to hear you suffered through that, but I guess it's good to know that I managed to say something true to your experience. Love's so weird, though; it's like the more we hold on to the ones we love, the more we drive them away. It's so confusing. Maybe I'll figure it out one of these days.
DeleteAnyways, I'm glad you enjoyed my poem, Evelyn. All the best to you. :)
Lovely poem Geofrey.
ReplyDeleteThanks Phoenix! I'm glad you liked it.
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