you gaze upon her
read about her
read about her
and believe you know her
know all of her
blinded by your mind
what you see is a mist
an apparition
you judge her
acid spurts through her veins
the heart is of obsidian
perjurers tongue
Medusian
your illation is fey
your illation is fey
do you really want to see her as she is?
or has your avidity been garroted
like hallucinations in your mind?
she stands staring into the chasm
focused on the space between
here and now
then and when
Inconceivably she is shy
fear fuels her way
loneliness parts her
told of the love
of the affection
her heart is held in
seeing nihility
is this the true nature of things?
leaving the seizures
a single tear, a flood
seeking through the chimerical sky
the pulchritude once so palpable
onward to the future
running to the effulgence
see her for who she is
she is not arete
containing many faults and foibles as any other
but she is heart
she is loyalty
she is dreams
forgive her the imperfections
she'll stand by you
see what really exists to be seen
Dedicated to the many women friends I have known and loved.
Elvis with the Liverpool Philharmonic [25June 2008]
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Although you're making me look up words, my heart is here with you in this poem.... I know what you mean, and I'm so glad you made the dedication at the end because I know(as you do) that we ALL are this woman.... you have pulled my heartstrings, and I feel this.
Many blessings and hugs,
Ferosh
Chana will be deeply missed by her FRIENDS.
HUGS to you Chana ~
Your Friend,
Rene
powerful writes you weave these days~Chana
Thank you for posting to The Surreal Circus.
Women are more prone to be misunderstood BY men.
Too many shades of gray in a woman's vocabulary. LOL
Interestingly, tho' there were several words I didn't know, the words surrounding them gave them meaning and perfect flow! Yes, I'll look a couple of them up, but I don't need to in order to understand the depth of your dedication.
okay?