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When Love is not enough

 BornMistimedInfantile love lavishedButLife broke you down. I,The fruit of your seedGrew away,My love was not enough I bore herMistimedKnowing then my loveWould never be enoughTo clothe her body and feed her soulA choice that almost broke me Mother old and fragileBroken within your armsKnowing your loveWould never be enough to save herUnderstand that love has healed her. I love you now as I always willBut my love is not enoughAllow me to dreamThe history of our pastWith hope of future Fate To part this lifeIn your kind armsWhen love is not enough to hold me here 
— seabhac, Nov 25, 2009

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yenti

yenti

16 years 6 months ago

Seabhac

Seems incomplete in that in your verses, it sounds that love will fade away, but to me it is the one thing that lasts for ever. I so wanted the ending of this piece to be a realisation that the love of all things will once again bring those loved ones close to you, not to mend their broken thoughts or bodies but to let you be with them once again in that love that hold all things together, Yours Ian.T
seabhac

seabhac

16 years 6 months ago

Hi Ian

What greater act of love can there be than being complete enough to let go in the arms of someone you truly love. To honour someone enough to want to be with them at your last breath. The cliche saying 'Love conquers all' doen't consider deaths part but perhaps there is a rebirth to continue that love, there are many stories of partners dying very soon after their love has died for no obvious reason other than loss. I do not have the answer but I have the strength of love and being loved to carry me through the darkness. Seabhac
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bjp

16 years 6 months ago

Dear Elizabeth,

The theme of this poem is of extraordinary human importance. It is about the almost built in shortness of reach of love, how feeling is bigger than action and action bigger than love. It tells of our limitations and offers a permission to readers to allow themselves limitations - an aspect of self-mercy. The stanza I like the best is this one: I bore her Mistimed Knowing then my love Would never be enough To clothe her body and feed her soul A choice that almost broke me When I read the poem aloud, the feeling was that the word "love" is almost too present. But I don't have any suggested change as there is some need to pound the word, to demonstrate its flatness in a curved existence. You are wonderfully exploritory in your writing. Brian
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lyz

16 years 6 months ago

Dear Liz

Pure magic, so sad in places yet very strong in others. This poem is very well written and I see nothing that I would change. From the heart, the best write and read, from the heart. Loved it and I felt this must be read slowly. Love has healed her, mmmmm, like those words. Well done, Love Lyz. XX
seabhac

seabhac

16 years 6 months ago

Lyz thank you

I was begining to doubt this one, that the intended message was lost but your words are welcome in their reassurance. Yes, read and digested slowly... Label should read...shake well, digest and read slowly. Now that gets me thinking about a new poem......hmmmmm!
Seren

Seren

16 years 6 months ago

Dearest Seabhac

Never doubt your words ... ever ... you have found clarity and with that comes truth ... and I adored this write poignantly sad but touching a cord in all ... love and hugs J x x x
seabhac

seabhac

16 years 6 months ago

Ha !you two Jayne and Lyz...2 mins apart in comment

Thank you both for your support and kind words... I get stronger internally with each one I write but poems are a part of your whole being and by divulging them you also expose yourself, of course there is doubt but a reflective doubt to know if my truths to myself can be expressed well enough to be understood by others. That is theraphy for the poet and food for the reader. I find it so interesting how light and heat ( your summer) can influence the mood of your poems and the dark , cold somber nights here reflect a very different feeling. O.k. I question too much. Hugs to you both Seabhac
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lyz

16 years 6 months ago

Dear Liz

Catching up, in a small way today, lol. No, this is a real fine write and I know what I like and you have gotten the point across, nothing even to a typo hindered this. Be proud, you always write brilliantly, but there is something with this one that I can appreciate. You have to have no doubts, it is one of your best I feel. Thank you. Love Lyz. XX
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ziggy

16 years 6 months ago

when love is ,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,

hello there this sounds good to me when spoken no limp words , meaning well protrayed i like this nicely put,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,ziggy
seabhac

seabhac

16 years 6 months ago

Thanks Ziggy

Like the new avitar...just bacl from a quick trip 'across the water' Seabhac
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ziggy

16 years 6 months ago

hi d there

your on a trip did that trip bring you this direction o ya my designer stubble lol ,cheers chat soon ,,,zigs
xena465

xena465

16 years 4 months ago

Sometimes love just an't enough

Believe it or not, but I can sing. This title in the subject, sung by Patty Smith, was a song I used to sing all the time, before I stopped going out. People always asked me who sung it and wanted to hear the original. If I'd sung it badly I guess it would've had a different respose. I was told I was a good singer when I sung this song. That felt real good. I love this poem very much if it was mine I would add to it and make it even stronger than it already is. Because we all feel at times that sometimes love isn't enough. Rosina xena465
seabhac

seabhac

16 years 4 months ago

Strange how I have had this conversation with another poet

When we write a poem Xena is is an expression of us and our emotion at the very moment in our lives ...much has changed already since I wrote this and to rewrite would be to do it from a different place in time and therefore a different poem of the now. How much to change ...how much to leave that is always difficult. Give me a little time and perhaps I may write a part two when I know if my love will be enough!!!! Seabhac
xena465

xena465

16 years 4 months ago

Not to change it, no never

I meant to add to what's already there, a bit like part two, carrying it on with an added verse or two taking it in to the future you. Rosina xena465