I need to get back into
Previous yoga-pilates
But it was not safe to
After the car accident
So it’s hard to believe
Strength will recover
Although time’s passing
Says to do now not later
I need to get back into
Previous yoga-pilates
But it was not safe to
After the car accident
So it’s hard to believe
Strength will recover
Although time’s passing
Says to do now not later
As my body resettling
Moves to new “normal”
It brings to the surface
Support tissue atrophy
When lying upon a shoulder
Things sink where shouldn’t
Causing destabilizing strains
To bone attachment structure
You are more than silence
More than a gallant retreat
More than self absorption’s
Collapse in despair’s deceit
You are a garden under all
Entwining hearts by a call
You are a sacred reminder
Love deserves rediscovery
Going into third year of recovery’s
Recurring negative enforcements
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(Title of multiple meanimgs)
But I no longer enjoy deadlines
Or veering tangents in content
Associate’s shows dedication
Pending Bachelor’s ever limbo
She wasn’t looking for him anymore
In fact – she did not expect anything
She was so used to silence meaning
Nothing was willing or waiting at all
That she had to try to not shut down
The parts that still wanted to believe
Why would she work with distance temporarily with one man, but not with the one before?
Because she sensed that this one was authentic and actually needed some investment.
“Is still kept at a distance and instigates further fantasizing with no grounding in reality to build upon – which, however briefly pleasant, does not include mutual deep conversations, and thus, where do you go from there when the scene(s) is/are over?”
“I have been noticing in passing that these messagea frequently have direct threats from the Divine Male – such as immediately breaking off connection, for example – if the Divine Female does not react in a ‘required’ way.
This is clearly harsh power-play manipulation, rather than how such a sacred connection would actually proceed, and it’s extremely disheartening to see associated energy being misapplied this way.”
She would have taken them in…
And she would have admonished the others, keeping their hostilities from causing harm.
“What benefit for humanity is there when Google searches now send you into directions you never intended?!”
She supposed it was a sort of compliment
Men claimed she remained always chaste
But it was also insulting to imply wisdom
Was worth less from tried & true women
“Like elephants in the ocean buggling and trumpeting.”
She refused to pay high marks for poorly constructed quality, and so had to cast her net wider to replenish some core supplies.
She couldn’t fathom how people could engage so lightly and not have their hearts torn apart.
When she had tried, she had felt the illness coming back because the interaction’s shallows recreated components of prior loss scenarios.
“The past frequency of older men marrying younger women not only afforded potential for financial stability for a new family – but more possibility that by then the man would have gained some worthwhile maturity!
Although, there are those rare instances when a man achieves greatness beyond those of his elders and peers, way ahead of preordained schedule…
Including admiration of so many throngs of ladies.”
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(Title play with words)
She had become ill because of how he had been treating her.
Then, despite all that she had given and supported before, he and his family just threw her out onto the street so that they would not have to care for her.
And yet, once away from them all, even though caught up in the miring of dust and the toil, her sanity came back to her because she was no longer under their corrupted control nor influence.
Now that was worth some hearty, full throttled, open-mouthed and loudly maniacal laughter – even without any liquor!
She wanted him.
Not because he was perfect.
But because he worked for and toward it.
And collapsed when he couldn’t.
But then, got back up again – despite any weakness.
He was the man that she wanted to stand and fall with.
Because, together, they could find ways to rise again and fall more gently.
For they had what it takes to mutually invest in and enjoy life in any weather.
They could catch and lead each other.
They could be passionately, exclusively essential lovers.
She needed a man who had fought for his higher values and proven his commitment in the past, just as she had fought for and proven hers.
God(s) – Make It Stop!
She didn’t want these dream reminders of how her life in relationship used to be…
Resurfacing memories playing out in new scenarios creating a continuum where being relegated to less than almost barely tolerable was what she deserved – and the way that it “should” always be!
“I cry so hard when I think I’ve lost you.”
“Like I said before, ‘digging out sideways with a spoon’ – and giving thanks for having a spoon!”
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(Aggrandized minimalism)