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Tuesday, February 08, 2011

She's Afraid

Methinks she’s afraid

That’s why she’s quick

To find flaws in others.

Bet she’s been kicked around a good bit

So much so, in fact,

She’d rather throw the first punch.

Bet she loved too hard

And lost too much.


Methinks I get it.

Been that way myself.

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Blogger eleanor said...

Sometimes your words come to me at spookily prescient times; like a star sign, or a tarot reading, I try not to find too much meaning for good sense.

Thanks for still writing.

Tue Feb 08, 12:57:00 AM  
Blogger Fiona said...

Powerful post, Jonas.

Nodding....yup been there myself, too. It's hard to present oneself as vulnerable when it's been practically beaten out of you.

But, and it's the big but, the courage to trust can, for the lucky ones, be a life-changing investment in the future.

Tue Feb 08, 01:10:00 AM  
Blogger Jonas said...

Ah, my Poet Princess...I don't know if this message will find it's way to you, but I figger it's worth the try.

I've been remiss...abjectly keeping up with your blogs. The fault is all mine and I'm much the poorer for that. Let's just say that I'm "unreliable."

The Mea Culpa's are heartfelt. So is my desire to send along a bit o' May Swenson to you. Yes, I know. I've promised that many a time. Epic fail. But hope springs eternal, no? Let's try this again.

Send me your address and I'll have some wondrous poetry mailed to you.

It's the least I can do for a tender soul.

Tue Feb 08, 01:48:00 AM  
Blogger Jonas said...

Not surprised you "get it", Fiona. Not surprised, either, that you can write about the "courage to trust."

Courage is a most precious commodity. You've been blessed.

I wish all were likewise rich.

Tue Feb 08, 01:52:00 AM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

Apparently you've met me Jonas, you know me quite well:)

Thanks for the reminder to pull back my claws.

Tue Feb 08, 08:56:00 AM  
Blogger Wine and Words said...

It's a compassionate viewpoint, and rightly seen. I was thinking yesterday about leaking toxic waste out of my cracks. I didn't really put together that those cracks were perpetrated, as I am always quick to point all blame inward. I think there is value in taking responsibility for your own shit, but I often forget there is value in knowing how it got there. As I've said before...come face to face with a darkness I thought could never find me, compassion is the new putty.

Tue Feb 08, 09:28:00 AM  
Blogger June Calender said...

Wonderful poem -- and you post the mos perfect pictures -- this picture tears at the heart as much as the poem.

Tue Feb 08, 01:26:00 PM  
Blogger Joe said...

the way this piece of your soul resonates with my own experience in life is incredible. I cant praise you enough my friend. Perfect.

Wed Feb 09, 01:41:00 AM  
Blogger Jonas said...

You're not alone, Lilith, you're human. Lots of us trying to find a clear path.

Oh, I do so love this, Annie: "compassion is the new putty."

We live in an amazing age, June, when images and words and music are ripe for the picking by the starving.

Thank you, Joe. You are most kind.

Sun Feb 13, 09:51:00 PM  

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