Saturday, July 7, 2012

6/13/12
You
Are two
Parts that I've
Yet to figure out


One
In which
You love me
And don't hold back


And
Another in
Which I am
Just a second choice

13 comments:

Mary said...

Strong and gut-level poem here, Laura. I hope that stanza two eventually rules.

Daydreamertoo said...

I would never be anyone's second best. It hurts far too much.
Lovely prose but, I feel such sadness for this person if she is only thought of as something to fall back on.

Annette said...

The form you chose for this poem works very well with the words.

Laura Maria said...

Mary: I hope she leaves him!

Daydreamer: It is indeed painful to be someone's second choice, but unfortunately I see it all around me, not only in love but also in friendships.

PhotoDiction said...

Short and powerful. Sometimes the fewer the words, the more powerful the sentiment. And the feelings portrayed. Very nice.

Heaven said...

What a situation ~ Like the simple yet powerful 3 stanzas ~

Dana Leah said...

this is so applicable to so many people. excellently put. x

Abin Chakraborty said...

the chosen form lends greater poignancy to the whole by graphically highlighting the conflict as well as the gulf between expectation and reality.

insanebloom said...

Excellent!

Sherry Blue Sky said...

Very well penned. It says it all succinctly and so well.

Ash Sharma said...

Really a touching poem highlighting the dillema of a lover. Indeed a lovely piece

Laura said...

longing...so beautifully expressed.

hyperCRYPTICal said...

Sometimes I think we all have (unknowingly perhaps?)two parts - we love and we also fail to see that at times we have the potential to hurt - but can be so easily hurt (ourselves) by the one we love...

Anna :o]