How Long

how long will we sit here

languishing 

under the pretense of some form of

thoughtful and meaningful conversation

between like minded fools

on our hands we trip

as our ego's have fallen so long ago they are flatter than mad,

we continue with unspoken plans

heads in the sand, but who's counting

her purse fell up and through the ether

as a polar bear opened his eyes for the first time

we shudder to think what might have been

each time salmons decide to swim downstream,

navigating icy buffoons 

and we prance around the obvious

spilling out verbs without substance

remember the last time when someone was well able

and would be there for you, in spite of

it mattered not the size 

or strength of an enemy's tongue

where have they all run to?

lost in the shadows of yesterday's promise

while those of us, who think we remember,

hum.

I wanted to love him

wanted that more than anything

now, all I can do is scream...

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[ANTO]

Its not so much that communication isn't occurring but its small talk - all small talk and like smoke screens, its purpose is to confuse and deflect the attention. Frustration seethes through this - the title is 'patience itself expired'.

"On our hands we trip" - the same hands that promised so much when they linked are now trouble - no longer the safe hands that could protect or offer anything of worth.

The reader screams with the writer on finishing this I feel, such is the conveyed aggravation, dear poet.

[Alisa Js]

Hello ANTO,

Thank you kind one, for your comments and most perceptive comments. I wonder sometimes, how can a love that was once so grand, go so terribly wrong?

Where does the magic disappear to? That same magic that once had you in its spell?😘

Sending you smiles from this side of the Pacific....😄


Alisa💫

[ANTO]

Perhaps its like that imperceptible but all enveloping energy that we see moving from country to country - for twenty years Ireland could do no wrong (Riverdance set the touch paper off - the the Celtic Tiger arrived) - investors loved it, people all round the world loved Ireland with passion then like a lover it left - that feeling - the zeitgeist.
Now it resides firmly in England - look at any fashion from round the world and you will see Union Jack flags printed on handbags, jeans, t-shirts - people love the English actors now - they swept the Oscars, people flock to buy property in England. Why? Who knows? But its the same type of wisp that infects us when we love, I feel, anyway.
Aloha my friend - thank you always for those warm greetings

Always remember the magic though of 'Is it you?'

[Alisa Js]

😍 thank you, ANTO...thanks for reminding me, and I will always remember, for that line is indeed magical! As it speaks to me a great truth... your heart will always recognize true love..as it is the energy of two souls connecting...which is far deeper and more profound than mere flesh alone....😍😍

[dan]

Sometimes relationships fall from a high point of fascinating dialogue to the barely-breathing depths of nattering small talk, with seemingly no middle ground, no easy transition. "...and we prance around the obvious spilling out verbs with no substance...," knowing that verbs suggest action but with no action, no substance the effects are merely symbolic. So where is that connection? "I wanted to love him...more than anything..." implies inertia's non-movement, little more that our soul's window dressing. A very deep piece you have here, Alisa. Very well done. take care...dan

[paul]

when i read your stuff it's like : everything i would write
if i could only write as well as you ..

[Alisa Js]

Thank you, Paul....

I will be by soon,

Alisa💫

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~~ wow... ~~ the challenges we face when dealing with another... who is not on the same plane... sometimes make interactions with those who are on the same plane seem pretentious... ~~ at the heart of it all... somewhere... are the roots of civilized thought and behaviour... ~~ those who are not where we are at need to be uplifted... but sometimes... we're not upto it... or they're not upto it... and so i guess... ultimately... we choose the challenges we want to tackle and let some of them slip away... because... maybe... just maybe... they weren't worth our time or energy... ~~ just my thoughts after reading this really, really powerful piece of writing...

[Alisa Js]

Thank you for your comments and time.

This piece was inspired by my observations of two people while taking some liberties...

I wonder why it is sometimes that couples will stay together for decades without working on the emotional connection of their relationship? In my opinion, honest and sincere commication from the heart and soul is one critical component in a successful relationship, but sadly, far too many let that part slip...

..and thereby everything else begins to slide into a mishmash of nothingness... simply going through the motions... of living together, when that fact alone is priceless.

I know of a couple who've been together almost two decades and don't even go out on a date anymore... they have no children, no in-law problems, yet.. do nothing special for each other.

How utterly sad...

Aloha,

Alisa

[.]

~~ yeah... that's truly tragic... i hope my story doesn't end that way...

[jacob erin-cilberto]

wow what a terrific piece displaying that relationship that just keeps going but has lost its spontaneity...words are expressed that mean nothing...it is like lovers trying to swim upstream against too strong a current...and rage, anger, frustration, like bears catch the unwitting salmon who don't even realize they are done for. Just like the lovers.

[Alisa Js]

Thank you, Jacob for your insightful and perceptive comments.😃. I will be by soon,

Alisa💫