Thursday
Aug102006
LOVE
Our love is either rose or thorn.
One leaves us whole, the other torn.
Which one is which? There is no trick.
The first we smell; the second, pick.
When we pick love we end our growth.
Not just who's picked but of us both.
Together we must each have 'ground'.
That's where love's nourishment is found.
The ground is our capacity
Which realizing sets us free
From feeling that we need to fill
The void with love; we never will.
Thursday, August 10, 2006 at 06:00AM
Reader Comments (73)
Carolyn
ummmmmmmmmmmm ok i dont get it but good job=)
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Think about it some more. You will get it especially if you have been in a restrictive relationship. Doug.E.Barr
The above LOVE poem is great! So true.
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I appreciate you taking the time to connect. Doug.E.Barr
Excellent poem!True to the picture it paints. Without ground or foundation, no love can flourish. Great work of art!
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Thank you. Doug.E.Barr
Its to late to apoligize so why cant i just realize that me and you are through. its hard for me not shure about you. it will take me some time to forget you were mine but i guess i'll be fine. you called me your candy gurl but not anymore. yur were my boo but now its who...
as i sit back and relax as i hold back the tears i think about the fun that we had this year we laughed, cddled and kissed had our precios moments but my eyes did not see in the future what was coming the late night talks the late night talks all down the drain now my heart gets stomped its not my first or my last thats how life is i just got to find a way to get the past!
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My guess is there were two picked roses. My advice would be next time stay connected to your roots. Doug.E.Barr
WHEN I LOOK IN YOUR EYES I SEE THE WORLD I WANT TO LIVE IN, WHEN YOU TOUCH MY FACE, MY WORLD STANDS STILL, WHEN YOU KISS MY LIPS MY BREATH REFUSES TO BREATHE, WHEN YOU TELL ME THAT YOU LOVE ME MY HEART ACCELERATES, I GUESS WHAT IM TRYING TO SAY IS BRY YOUR LOVE MAKES ME LIVE. I LOVE YOU BABY
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This is beautiful language but in my opinion 'Bry' has a 'picked' rose in his hands that will tear him apart as he tries to keep it alive. Doug.E.Barr
love hopes it can live to destroy u,it tis a light that flickers as u fight,a kiss is a simble of "sorry" and is there to be a gide to help u when u dont know wut to do but u must remember that love is lighting that is ready to strike each and every soul
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Love has no inherent power to destroy. We destroy ourselves trying to find the love we think has power. Doug.E.Barr
Heat Break
Confused thoughts skater though my head
Am i good enough for you
You are playing with my heart
I long to hear your sexy voice day and night
The things i do for you to notice me
Thinking i might have a chance with you
The deceiving singles that you send
Am i just good enough for bed
Looking into your innocent brown eyes
Longing for a kiss
Wondering do you feel the same
My wrong doing in the past
Have's it took my one chance of true love
Just one touch take's my breath away
when you come around my heart skips a beat
Is this all a waste of time?
Am i just waiting for another heart break?
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YES!!! Doug.E.Barr
touched, another soul drained and empty
no longer a heart or sympathy,
no longer care or compashion you took my heart with out even asking
the games you played....
traped i feel like i am going insain
all i can see is your name
i am so ashaimed
wishing there was more than this
wishing there was more to say
execpt you broke me and i well never be the same....
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To be torn apart by love is more common than not. That you "will never be the same" could be a good thing. Perhaps you will never again try to fill the void with love. Doug.E.Barr
It is a nice poem. You have a deep understanding about love and relationship. Thank you for sharing.
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I appreciate you giving me the time required to comment. Doug.E.Barr
we have to stay in the ground? what if weve always been in the air and dont know where the ground is
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It is my assessment you are not alone in not knowing where the 'ground' is. In fact I sense a majority of us have inherited from the preceding generation the expectation that the love of another is what we need to give meaning to, to fill the void in our lives. If you persist in this belief I think you will be disappointed in love. However, if you find your own 'ground', a sense of meaning within yourself, and find someone similarly grounded, then love ventured will be love gained. Doug.E.Barr
this is why i cry every night i think of my poems that i write about this boy he is so amazing he goes to my school i think i might actually be in love with him but i dont want to ruin our friendship he is the love and friend of my life i think we can grown to make our friendship and get a relationship this is the guy i want to spend the rest of eternity with!!!!!?!!??!??!?!!!?!?!?!?
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It sounds to me as if your tears are distorting your vision. Doug.E.Barr
that poem was awesome
awesome poem
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Thanks twice. Doug.E.Barr
GOod poem relly fabtastic.
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Great word but I don't think I will use it in my writing. Doug.E.Barr
he knows me
i know him
until we became two bestfriends he touches he feels and now were to friendly friends
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Love lost; life found? Doug.E.Barr
ROSE ARE RED VOILET ARE BLUE WHEN I THINK ABOUT YOU I KNOW OUR LOVE IS TRUE
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If you are careful about which words you stress both the rhythm and rhyme will work but your view of love won't. Doug.E.Barr
Hey that is a cutie little poem , I'm going to use that Thanks chris
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I hope you tell those with whom you share "LOVE" where you read my poem. Doug.E.Barr
love is like a kitten it can not be tamed but can be a wonderful thing to have around
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I have two cats and if love had a life apart from us I agree that a cat would be a suitable metaphor. However, we give love life and cause its death. We can create love and it is indeed a pleasure to have around; but we can also consume love until there is none left and we die. Doug.E.Barr
love hits once and baby it kills
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Love can't hit; it can only surround. Love can't kill; but when we are not surrounded by it we die. Doug.E.Barr