soulmate

soulmate

A Poem by Emily B
"

just another part of a conversation

"

I wonder about soulmates-- sometimes--

are they like fairies?

Is there pixie dust in this world enough

to bring them back to life,

If I say out loud, "I don't believe"?

 

Because I'm really over

Santa Claus and the tooth fairy,

I don't have time

for another thing to be believed,

sight unseen.

 

It's just that,

I've never met one--

never felt the magic of a twin soul.

Never been so complete.

And I wonder

is that why I ramble

and wander

and falter

so often?

© 2010 Emily B


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Author's Note

Emily B
too many questions, I always blame the weather for words like these

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"many questions blame the words"

that doesnt make sense but i thought it did when i wrote it. I look for a soul mate but can it happen. (it sounds like a great quote from someone. it blurted out...emerson and thoreau never had "famous blurts"). am i just narcisistic. can i spell narcisistic?

can a writer (a person of write) ever have a soul mate since we all are kind of really narcisistic? narcisistic people really want to connect with others... (how many times have i said narcisitic in this review?) but are too busy dating themselves

but, look at HD and Pound, or well, others, who do connect. virginnia woolf and her husband... they sail away and really discover something wonderful... it can happen i suppose. this is a rambling piece of writing.

i am a lapsed mormon (heavens no!) but lapsed i said... and mormons believe in eternal marriage. of course having been married several (twice) times i would like to have an explination inserted.

anyway:
i like skinny poems, the existential tentitive quality can happen with the pulling out of a line this way. the subject matter and the conversational style combine ...pulls the reader into dialog, captuing the reader in his own questions carried to the text. thanks raining



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and i wonder
is that why i ramble
and wander
and falter
so often?

Posted 14 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

I thought that it was brilliant of you to bring Santa and the Tooth Fairy into the discussion. Because logically speaking, how is one of these ... soulmates ... any different? The reality is that there are people whom each of us can love and there are people whom we cannot love. There is not JUST one of either.

Posted 14 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

When you meet your soulmate , you will know :)

Posted 14 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

My thoughts used to be right HERE. Nicely expressed.
Raining says "too busy dating themselves"... kinda what I ended up doing, only it's a man just like me who looks nothing like me.
I hope you one day look back at this piece and say "I just had no clue what could be". I'm lucky to be one to eat these kinds of words of my own.
A wonderful entry into the Soul-Mates contest, and a P.O.V. I was hoping to see.

Posted 14 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

I honestly don't think soul mates exist in anything but ourselves...a good write and interesting take on the long thought over question

Posted 14 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

You can search the world for what you are looking for and never find it until you stop and just live. Then you find it right before you all the time.

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Posted 15 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Nah, these perfect couples and friendships are all conspiring against us just like parents do about Santa.
Maybe. Sigh.
I liked the way you used imperfect rhyme and spaced it out through the poem [believed...unseen...complete etc.]

We live with ourselves 24/7 our entire lives; maybe the soul mates are those who participate in our internal dialogue, the voices who know all and keep us going?
[intended to sound less psychotic than it did!]

Nice write, Emily. Got us all thinking.

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Posted 15 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Who knows - maybe, like poems, soul mates are our passions, preferences, dreams, desires, hopes, hates and who knows - maybe, like poems, soul mates need to be found.



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2 of 2 people found this review constructive.

I like that you added the lines about Santa Clause and the toothfairy... just the memory, the realization that they were once so real in our hearts and then they were not is a good way of reflecting what may become of the notion of 'twin souls'. Is there someone out there made just for me?

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Posted 15 Years Ago


2 of 2 people found this review constructive.

Why blame anything? it's really beautiful. I have been reading Paulo Coelho who discusses soul mates, but I don't know... I've lived with the same man for 27 years and I don't know if we're soul mates or just tolerant cause we're best friends. LOL This is definitely a great topic for a poem. Many cheers.

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