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Julie Val
http://julieval.purpledream.com |
Final Dissolution
01/16/03 |
You brag
You gloat -
You're the victor
In this battle of the hearts;
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For while you pretended to love -
I loved.
When you were struggling to appear honorable -
My heart was pure.
While you were plotting to destroy me -
I was fiercely defending you.
And, as you spread your seed -
I was tilling our garden.
Your deception was complete -
The spoils of this war are yours.
Why, then, are you so angry?
Could it be
You are painfully aware
That in spite of everything -
I know things
That you can never know?
The joy of complete surrender;
A love with no secrets -
Living without shame and regret -
True peace within.
But for you,
The greatest deception now begins -
(Revel in your victory)!
This does not trouble me;
All I have left for you is pity.
For in the quiet dark of our hearts,
We both know
Who really bears the battle scars.
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Love No More
01/13/03 |
You may wonder
How my heart can soar
Even though I say
I will love no more.
Is it difficult to comprehend?
This is the beginning, not the end.
Gather 'round me, those I cherish
My family, my friends
(loves that don't perish)!
I am, at last, at peace.
I smile, and remember
When I see
Those in love, like I used to be.
I have loved before-
Breathless, intense;
There goes my brains
And my common sense!
I am, at last, safe.
My heart can't take
One more surprise
As I gaze into my liar's eyes
Forsaking myself to compromise.
So please don't think
That I am missing
Tender hugs
And passionate kissing.
I am, at last, content.
My life took another direction
My kids, my pets-
Plenty of affection!
True happiness and joy surround me
Peace and harmony finally found me!
I am, at last, accepted.
We can't always see the distant shore-
But by choice, for now,
I will love no more.
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Little Girl
02/01/03
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Curls bouncing
Eyes Dancing
Spirit free!
Could that be me?
Pulling petals off a flower
Guessing what my life will be?
Heart pounding
As she runs
Face turned up to glowing sun
Clasp your hands
And turn around
A baby-woman I have found!
Shh! Don't tell her what lies ahead-
Her little heart would fill with dread
Things aren't always as they seem
Her innocence is but a dream
Don't wake her! Let her sleep!
Soon enough, real life will creep
Into her tender, little heart
There's plenty of time
For that to start!
For now, let the little girl be!
Her gales of laughter
Are taking me
Back to a time
When my heart nearly shined-
When my soul was young
And my life yet unsung
Surprise! Oh, what a joy to see!
That little girl is just like me!
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Through A Stranger's Eyes
02/11//03 |
A stranger looked at me today
And latched on to my soul
Cut through my bravado
To the deep, dark, empty hole
With no other motive
Than to turn the glass around
And let me see myself -
(Some beauty can be found)!
You see, I have not looked at me
In so, so very long -
I am not there
I am unaware
Let me disappear
For I'm no longer dear
To the one I loved, whose gone.
But the stranger
Turned me thus -
And with kind words
Made me see I must
Embrace myself
And find the strength
To stand proud again
And go the length
To find the "old" me
Strong and assured
Maybe used, maybe matured.
But happy, content,
and confident!
Thank you, stranger
We don't always know
What few words - and how far they go
Your kindness - well-spent!
I want you to see -
A life it touched
And a soul - set free!
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Circle Of Love
02/17/04 |
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In the dim hospital light
I saw, from a distance
Two little girls
In petticoats and curls-
Cling to each other
As their Mother lay dying.
I came closer;
Their eyes were huge-
Their faces pale
Their knuckles white
From grasping each other's hand.
Their little voices
In desperate whisper
A prayer, a plea-
For life to go on-
For this circle of love
Not to be broken.
A little closer I came-
Out of the corner
Of frightened, swollen eyes
They saw me-
Relief flooded their faces
As they pattered over to me
Arms open wide and chins quivering.
The veil was lifting-
Their faces, through the haze of tears
Taking shape, becoming recognizable-
Transcending time and place-
The spell was broken.
And as I held my Grandmother's babies-
My Mother and my Aunt-
I prayed for her strong soul, too.
My grandma; My Mother's mother;
The glue that holds the circle closed
But in my breaking heart I knew
It was time for her to leave us;
Just as surely as I knew
This circle of love will go on-
This circle of love
Will never be broken.
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