when i was a child i did not name things i loved
'this is my favorite marble'
would always lead to somebody asking for it in a game of keeps
when i was a teenager i did not name boys i loved
because then my best friend would want them
and she always got what she wanted
when i was a woman i shouted my love from the rooftops
and felt foolish when it went away
now that i'm older i no longer have to name it
it's love all the same
You capture the average human nature well in this piece.That is why the saying 'If you only have a few GOOD friends, then you are lucky' is so true. Enjoyed. :)
I really can't write very much on here after our discussion.However, I elect to believe that in the creating of this there was an active element of choice exercised by you! ! And I'm glad because it's as clever, clear, and concise as all your work. And it's good poetry. Damn Cia, you have an 'eye' for the things of this world. jim
Magnificent. well crafted, elloquence. 10. Love: to define it is to deny it ineffable absolute. R.
Marvelous ideas expressed through your poem with nice artistic pleasure! Thanks for sharing such a nice piece of art! Sudipta Bhattacharyya.
In only a few lines, a loving world enfolds....remarkable poet...keep exploring
What folk have taken whole plays & epics to say, you manage in a few lines. Been there, recognise it, have the privilege of letting your eyes see my world. Thank you.
'What's in a name? A rose by any other name would smell a sweet.' The bard said it memorably in Romeo's voice and your have matched the sentiment in a voice of your own. A strong, clear poetic voice which is beautifully understated and sublimely honest. love, Allie xxxx
Nice work! Great ending! You have a knack for writing memorable material. -Michael
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Cia, this is art! Brutally true. You express so much with so little, capturing feeling that is so 'right there' but so hard to say.