Tag: poetry

Clearing “Love’s Double Vision”

 

Connecting one’s missing pieces to a lover,

is a mystery of epic sorts;

an elegant dance for two,

matchless and true.

 

Believe me,

I’m the first to lose my foothold,

to fall.

 

What a dream to say,

“You complete me.”

I am you , you are me,

 now this beautiful We.

 

But what happens when that dance ends,

and I get back me; 

claiming all these broken pieces, for my own?

 

With karma complete,

is it time to retreat?

 

 If romance has flown, 

do I simply follow her sweet breath,

 out the door?

 

Or does mature love offer the promise,

of something more?

 

Selfless, rugged and raw,

this chance so seldom chosen,

to stay and continue to love another.

 

Christopher Columbus set sail for virgin terrain.

Perchance, I as well,

will discover a truer version of you, 

making our love strangely pure and new.

 

At least 10 thousand times,

 I’ve looked in your deep brown eyes.

Yet now, for the first time,

I’m seeing you.

-Gilda Patricia

 

 

 

 

 

Love’s Double Vision

The missing piece of me,

standing there, outside myself.

How perfect!  He likes me!

 

At first I imagined him intuiting all the shrouded,

hidden, cryptic parts of me.

Maybe he loved me, even then,

knowing there was exponentially,

so much yet unrealized?

 

Seeing past eyes, skin, nails and hair;

a carefully tailored facade, stripped bare,

by love’s expertise.

But what exactly does love see,

romantic love especially?

 

Do a double take, steal another peak,

could we perhaps just be seeing double?

I love you and you love me,

or you love you and I love me.

Wait, no!!  This can’t possibly be true? 

 

I too, standing helplessly before you,

a mere version of the missing piece,

of you.

-Gilda Patricia

 

 

Me and The Greater Sea

(This is an expanded version of the poem “Conscious Gratitude” posted June 13 2016)

 One day I looked out over the majestic body of water named, The Atlantic Ocean. Feeling very small, in comparison and lost in my own inadequate reverie,  I asked myself and the sea, “What’s so special about this body called me?”

 And the sea responding rightly, through the channel of my heart said, “Ahhh, you see me!  Conscious awareness is your priceless human ability, though seeing past pain, a challenge, and finding gratitude, a choice.  Stop now and readjust your vision.”

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