Becoming

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one love was dead
then I met you…
resurgence of feelings
brought me to life
 
my nerves were shot
from stress and strain
but my soul was soothed
when you hugged me tight
 
you listened, you cared
and heeded my boundaries
respecting my need to
take things slowly
 
but I surprised myself
when I made the move
to take things further
…I wanted you
 
no longer caring
no longer enabled
to something dead,
hurtful, despairing
 
my beliefs changed
during that time,
we’re not intended to
remain wedded to strife
 
so onward I soared
leaving madness behind
traveling happier…
becoming mine

Brian Miller invites us to tell ‘his’tory/’her’story over at dVerse Poets.   Revisit a time in our history and share a story.  http://dversepoets.com/2012/08/04/poetics-history-herstory-time-machines/

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  1. Difficult to trust again when it has been so badly misused and abused. So glad you fell in love once more and this time it was right for you :)
    Lovely.

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    • Yeah, it is difficult to trust again…I don’t think I’m entirely there yet…but so much better off than before. Thanks, Bren.

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  2. hedgewitch

     /  August 4, 2012

    Really like the last line…much wisdom there.

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  3. Such a lovely and uplifting message. I have a friend who is having trouble trusting again and I will definitely guide her here. I especially liked the line… we’re not intended to remain wedded to strife. Thank you.

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    • Thank you, Serena. It is hard to trust again and better to take things slow than rush into another problematic relationship. I took my marriage vows very seriously but finally I couldn’t deny that there was nothing more I could do to make things better. And, you’re welcome.

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  4. I like that you embraced change and wanted new beginnings ~ And finding oneself is the greatest journey to embark ~

    http://everydayamazin.blogspot.ca/2012/08/sunset.html

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    • It took a long time for me to get to that place..but better late than never! And, I so agree..finding oneself is the purpose of our being. Thanks, Grace.

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  5. A very wise and honest poem – I love the way you left madness at the end to simply become

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  6. smiles…i like your honesty in this and its hard to make those steps, esp once you have been burned….love the last line…hey its your story…embrace it…no matter how many time syou tell it…smiles…

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    • Thanks, Brian. I had some good counseling that helped make that decision easier…some really good support. Yeah, I know…I guess when I’ve written about it enough you won’t have to read about it anymore either…hehe…

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  7. A very unique poem, one that does not sanction undying love, but that celebrates
    “so onward I soared
    leaving madness behind
    traveling happier…
    becoming mine”

    It is impossible that such soaring detracts from the past,
    impossible that the past demands to burn and smolder.

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    • Yes, definitely a celebration…it took guts to leave a controlling (and now I realize, very insecure) man. No, the soaring does not detract from anything that went before… Thanks, Susan.

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  8. moving story…love how he listened, cared, heeded your boundaries and also respected that you wanted to take things slowly..that’s what real love does…glad you found him

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  9. A lesson in how we must take that step to love again

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  10. Often when we are wounded and hurt its so easy to retract into a shell and put on the armour to protect ourselves from more pain.
    How well you have delivered these lines “you listened, you cared and heeded my boundaries”, a wonderful poem Gayle, and so well put to deliver its message that we can Love again and allow ourselves to open up to the joys of living once again..
    Excellent
    Sue Xxx

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    • Truly, it was as if I was reawakening again. Such a blessing…I had wondered if I would ever be happy again. But I still don’t ever want to be married… :) And, thank you, Sue..I’m glad you liked this.

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  11. You tell my story so beautifully and simply, Gayle. Thank you!

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  12. I enjoyed reading this poem of your personal history. I like it when poetry risks sharing a personal theme, such as this, which actually also is a universal theme. It is so true that we were not meant to be wedded to strife. It definitely, as you wrote, is better to move on than to endure…

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    • I like writings like this too and you’re so right…all our experiences have been experienced by someone else. Yes, much better to move on…so grateful I finally could. Thank you, Mary.

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  13. so onward I soared
    leaving madness behind
    traveling happier…
    becoming mine

    Wise words and good decisions. We may be disappointed but we can still overcome and lead life our own way! Nicely crafted Gayle!

    Hank

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    • Thank you, Hank. Marriage can be a wonderful, sharing partnership or a dreaded hell of one person controlling another…nothing good about it…best to soar on out of there!

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  14. it’s great to get away from an awful relationship, you become a new person

    events cocatenated

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  15. we’re not intended to
    remain wedded to strife

    True that. Good for you. Wonderful poem, thank you.

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  16. It’s like you were inside my heart writing that poem, Gayle. Amazing.

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  17. Love the intimate view of the moment’s feelings.

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  18. Beautifully written description of a transitional journey, Gayle. I love the way you developed it to a peaceful climax. You have that gift of creating a story with visual words.
    Namaste,
    Izzy

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    • Well thank you, Izzy. What I admire are couples like you and your long-time husband who manage to retain trust and faith in one another…very inspiring.
      Namaste…and hugs too…

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  19. Yes, once the heart closes up to the possibilities of love, it is difficult to trust and open up again. I love the progression of this poem, a little story here that is actually very large in the scheme of things. That …
    ‘we’re not intended to
    remain wedded to strife’
    (actually, those lines can apply to any hurt another inflicts on us. I was hurt by someone I thought was a good friend …a very stinging and scolding remark in public, just yesterday. I had picked up a little book I have by the Dalai Lama on being happy. There is much in it about anger … and how we should not hang onto it. And I think your poem, and especially those lines, speak that wisdom too.)

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    • Yes, Diane, my words can speak to relationships other than marriage…any strife that continues to come from someone (or some situation) who may repeatedly inflict harm to us…well…we have a choice…and don’t have to remain “wedded” to them. I’m very sorry to hear that someone spoke harshly to you…and in public too..not very considerate. I wonder if I have the same book you do by the Dalai Lama (and Dr. Howard Cutler)…it’s called “The Art of Happiness.” I love the Dalai Lama..what an inspiration. I’m glad this poem spoke wisdom to you, Diane..thanks very much.

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  20. I truly love that last line. That’s what it’s all about, in the end. You have to be able to love yourself and belong to YOU, first and foremost. The irony is that we all belong to the Universe, and yet as much a part of that never-ending flame as each of us is, we all burn separately, too. I’m sorry that you had to experience such a hard thing, but I can also tell that you learned a valuable lesson from it. Having talked with you some about that horrible time, I wish I could say “Be thankful for what it taught you”, but I, too, have trouble being thankful for things like that, so I can’t say that to you. Anyway, You did a good job showing how this changed you…and I am very glad you “became yours”. :) Very glad.

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    • Yes, that last line says it all really. Yeah, that’s a hard thing for me to process too…that even harsh experiences are for our benefit. I do know it intellectually but in my heart…that’s still a little “smushed”…I still have a ways to go yet. I’m still ‘becoming’…but so happy I am…and very thankful for the support and kindness you show me…really appreciate that about you Corina. Love and hugs…

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