tapestry

the complication
of human relation
is my current obsession.
.
my words
as they skim this paper
begin to taper /
to tremble
.
i'm tired of dissembling.
.
i'm tired of everything resembling
him.
.
my trepidation
over new forms of elation
causes me concern.
.
the yearning
for something novel
causes my heart to grovel
in the past.
.
this can't last.
.
i can't allow.
.
i must disavow
all i knew before.
.
for his apathy is the tapestry
covering my heart.
.
i could start and i could end
but that would merely send me
all to pieces.
.
the crease is beginning to unfurl
-my mind ceasing its incessent whirl-
.
i'm a girl.
.
he's a boy.
.
for a while this distinction
was a catalyst for
joy.
.
but
.
i am me
.
and he is he.
.
and therein lies
the depths of our
disparity.
 

Reviews

[The Rock And Roll Cowbo..]

Oh Kara you really know how to put intellect and emotions into something and have them mesh perfectly... as you contemplate the differences between man and woman while knowing you can only find future happiness by letting go of a love that hurt you so... another well structured piece that grips the human emotions allowing us to reflect on our love and life.

[Gandré]

This is definitely one of your greatest poems. Oh! Fantastic abstractions.
"i�m tired of dissembling.
.
i�m tired of everything resembling
him. " ===========>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>this works not only acoustic - but the depth of it. It is like you say!

"i must disavow
all i knew before.
.
for his apathy is the tapestry
covering my heart. " ========>>>>>>>>>>>>>such a truth in this!

"how did this start /
when will it end?
i didn�t ask for my heart
to send me
all to pieces. " =========>>>>>>>>>>>>no, you didn't. You just have been sent there. such a thiny path where the balance can be reached...so difficult! this is wonderfuly said, so one is in the state of a relationship and doesn't belong there, as there is no balance. because of disparity.

This is one of my favorite poems. U have many great poems. I probably loved the abstraction of it..
Write a new one.soon my dear. mwah!

[Amber R. Recinos]

i really love the rhythm here! It's wonderful. Also, the imagery.

[Rc R. Vagilidad]

honestly, im enjoying every bit of the words used in here... it's as if you're very desperate of things that this became a splendid work.. insipred by something in the heart.

About the topic of the poem- im amazed on the simplicity of it, explaining the complicated aspects of a certain relationship...whereas like a tapestry of life, so complicated....

keep on writing..but im not suggesting you keep on breaking your heart just to make a meaningful poetry....lol

[Mary Brown]

I don't know why I love it, but I love it.

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i like the more lyrical quality of this poem... these lines stood out

1. my words
as they skim this paper
begin to taper /
to tremble
.
i�m tired of dissembling.
.
[and] i�m tired of everything resembling


2. this yearning
for something novel
causes my heart to grovel

3. i�m a girl.
he�s a boy.
for a while this distinction
was a catalyst for
joy.

... the depths of our
disparity.

of all your poems i've read so far, i like this one the best. nice work kara.

[Mark]

"i didn�t ask for my heart
to send me
all to pieces. "

Pretty...

[Mark]

Great writing. You have created a tapestry with your feelings and words:

I�m a girl.
he�s a boy.
for a while this distinction
was a catalyst for
joy.

Simple rhyme with un-pretentious words, yet to the point and strong in their meaning and depth.

not stars / Honesty

[Kelly D.]

The style that you've written this in is very unique, and at the same time absolutely captivating. I really love the rythm and flow and the way your words seem to fall together naturally. I'm going to have to agree with Nihad 100% on this one.

[Nihad Dweidary]

This is a very eloquent poem. I love the title. It actually all links together in a splendid way. You capture and maintain the reader's interest form the first word in the poem to the last. Even though I love the first and the last stanza for their beautiful reflection on the confounding nature of relationships between the two sexes, I also find these lines to have some amazingly ingrained beauty in them:

"for his apathy is the tapestry
covering my heart."

Simply brilliant, Kara.

Love,

Nihad