Still, something I would like to express...
(any poetry I've shared here so far, except one, was just in this moment...here.). Like this.

I'm mostly and mainly a reader of others' thoughts/poems/theologies (God interests me greatly)
- yet, am rather quiet, in general. Reading another's poems here though... triggered, or probably more accurately expressed, helped me along to this meditation.


I'm not exactly sure how it happened
when loss made sense
in this woman's mind

It was not time that helped

Yet, the moment came

the sand clinging to my toes-
the brutal rejection-
was not due to my inability to love
was not due to my lack of physical
Or
inner beauty
was not due (surely ! ) to my age
He is a bit older..which I dig... 60's hippies

( not good enough, for him, I thought...
so thought less of me. )

I was so ready to love again.
He was not.
I'm sure he has his reasons.
Reasons I only hear
when his romantic side
releases in songs he writes. Just to say...

Some people are ready to love again.
Some are not.

This time around...I will be more careful.

Thank you, fellow writers. Things you have shared have helped/ are helping me. :)

That’ was beautiful

Stay strong

You are good enough.. never speak bad of yourself. Never think that way.

You are ok and you are awesome. You are inspiring people with the way you express your thoughts. I am sure that you are an intelligent woman with a good heart and soul.

If someone is for you, he will be for you. If not he will never be.. sometimes the person that we want the most is the person is person that we can never have. But somehow we should still be thankful because we are loving. We have feelings.

Along the way, you will meet someone that is for you.

Hugs
-Cherry

Cherry--

Somewhere within all you wrote, was something very specific and on point to my situation. Something very personal only he and I would know- and God.

Thank you so much for responding. No doubt in my mind, heart and spirit...you gave me something from God.

This has been a hard two years for me. Hoping and Letting go.

You women here are beautiful.

I dunno how to do the flower thing yet...

but Bluebonnets will arrive when I get computer savy.

Women.

Woo us, connect with us,
chase us,
we want to be caught.

If not, step aside
to let the free man,
the brave man,
the right man step up.

Love, belonging, companionship
is his.

Not for the weak :)