i wrote this a long time ago
and it does seem rather sophomoric now
but i'm posting it anyway
because i still love the last sentence
i got caught on a branch
as i was drifting along
and you came to see
so i tied myself to you
for a while
understanding what it meant
feeling what it was like
to be still
and then you went
so i cut myself loose
and i drifted on
its different though
to know what the feeling is like
i liked being still
growing restless at times
and your devastatingly soft hand on my face
that look in your eyes
i think about it
as i hoist the sails of another morning
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interesting verse...our lives in many ways make brief stops along the way, connecting with others, then we drift on...seldom do you find those life long attachments anymore...once you have tasted it, you scan the shores ever more...nice one. dust and all. smiles.
I like this in its simplicity. easy for me to wrap my teeny brain around. You never permanently tie yourself to the first. But you'll know the permanent harbor when she comes along.
It's simple and completely identifiable, at least for me.
Sails aweigh, my friend.
Pearl
I don't know why, but when I started reading this, I got Winnie the Pooh stuck in my head. I'm sure that's not what you meant to happen...
Go figure ;)
There. I commented twice.
Happy? ;)
XO
I like it. It reminds me that every person we encounter leaves a mark on us somehow. And vice versa.
I've yet to decide whether I prefer life tied or un-tied.
"Kill your dog for Satan" would work better as a closing sentence if you ever decide to make this a metal ditty.
beth - thank you. we do. they do.
secret agent - it all depends on what tied entails.
grant - thank you. now i will have to put you in the liner notes.
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