Love As A Weed

It's not always a good thing.

Love As A Weed

 

 

A tendril of thought penetrates the darkness

     collecting memory for the reminisce of heartache.

A wisp of a word perpetrates meaning,

     Perpetuating wasted wanting.

A strand of a story unfurls grasping for relevance.

     Reaching for understanding, it clings to longing.

A thread of a tale, twined and textured,

     connecting desperation with disparity.

 

Legion

28June08

Author's Note

Not what I intended with this when I started writing it a few minutes ago. But this is what happened. From what I can tell it has to do with the idea that love isn't always a good thing. For instance, when it is one sided and will never be returned by the other. Might add more to this later. Or delete it altogether depending on the reviews on it.

Reviews

[Orlando Murcia]

I will tell you one thing bud, that it is true when some will not return the love but for some cases
you just have to understand that it's not always what you want that you get
but want you dont want is was you need, I never wanted to be with my best friend, now we are getting married next month. I understand what you mean though. This was a great poem especially that you were not afraid to show it. Great job! Orlando M

[Ms Jessica Renee]

Such a way with words you posse. They very essence of them bring the poem alive and opens up ones eyes on the deep meanings it hold. Well done.

[Freedom]

i really enjoyed the alliteration as the separation of themes. great job, this is a work of art!

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Your authors note confounds me in many many ways. I won't get into it. Anyway, your first line is by far your most powerful. I generally feel you don't force your poetry and this one I sensed your words did not flow naturally and there were areas of tounge-twisted alliterations. As a reader, this put the brakes on the flow. It really is a powerful framework for a great idea...love being a weed in our good happy lives! I love that! If you delete because of reviews...come on...stand firm.

[Lily1111]

I really like this poem due to its wonderfully descriptive quality. "Tendrils of thoughts" and "wisps of a word" - this type of writing really brings this poem alive. The impression left for me was very much unrequited love of longing, not loving perhaps. It has a simple elegance to it and personally, I would leave it as is.

[Gandré]

wow this one was pretty difficult, but I loved it. I loved the analogy of "connecting desperation with disparity." -- it was a perfect, so sad and shocking end. I really felt this poem and the heavy heart.

[WordMaster]

WOW

Word selection outstanding, very well structured and the pace is just right

You have done a fine job expressing yourself and this emotion

Keep writing� I'd liked to read more

[Tai Chi Italy]

Love is a weed indeed and it grows everywhere, hardly needing any soil to sustain it. I do agree that sometimes love can feel it is choking us Legion, in those times when we feel it is not reciprocated. At these times it can be truly painful, but without these times, we would not feel and to feel is the to live fully. All I can say is that these experiences are part of th path we walk to the end of our rainbow, along the way we will indeed feel the splendor of mighty love. Don't delete it, my p***y called Legion demands you don't!lol Still got him, strippy little bundle of fluff of your name sake....smiling at you, Tai

[Windy]

Honestly not to sure how I feel about this one. dont' like to think of love as a "weed" since weeds are generally bad things. almost thought you were talking about hair there for a minute "tendril, wisp, strand, textured" anyway, it's sad, depressing, heartbreaking, full of feeling and well worded/written.

[Windy]

good luck with the contest!

[Cardinal Robin]

I like this, it's the organic part that makes the expansion on it subtle, how do you take the next line without making a huge leap of reason, It is nicely woven and I'd love to see if you can stretch it further and keep the quality voice it already has...Great Fun!