XIZHVER

if you are a Giver,
you’re gonna find Takers.
Shamen and palmists,
soothsayers and Fakirs.

they all want to tell you
you’re not doing it right,
but it’s only in an effort
to steal your Light.

people get jealous
of the darnedest things,
your house, your car,
or the way that you sing.

so they endeavor to best you,
or simply to steal,
either way, it’s heinous,
and the pain is real.

for it implodes to your Own;
you get what you’ve got.
and when you put it out,
people take their best shot.

they see a You
that you don’t know.
they see strong and resilient,
but you are timid, and slow.

Intentions ill-taken,
a force to explain.
the knowledge to stop. ..
don’t go there again.

but life too is Force,
the vibration of bones.
and to me, complete
is to know my own.

share is care,
speech is reach,
heart is start,
do you see? do you see?

singular girl,
trying so hard.
to not be a sore thumb;
to swallow her scars.

to make a new choice,
and to voice it’s refrain;
smiling with the laughter
that comes with Exchange.

but it goes askew;
people lunge at me.
so disappointed
that i’m not what they see.

bat your lashes or giggle?
it doesn’t matter.
you don’t fit the mold
that they are selfishly after.

how does an Exterior
bespeak a person within?
if we were meant to know,
our eyes would be on our wrists.

but they’re not; they see out.
all faces are Other’s.
you perceive what you feel,
in reaction, discovered.

but eyes too can belie;
truth can be Thirst.
the ruse of passion,
ready to burst.

asweep in tide,
asleep in daze,
the shiver slivers
into what she craves.

but giving back
cracks the scenerio open.
rèpondez s’il vous plaît?
ooops. another one, broken.

like a dancer wriggles,
to participate
is the attunement that heals
a heart that aches.

to respond to a touch,
or even a voice,
is Signal, clarion,
the possibility of Choice.

but what is the barter?
what do you ask of me?
if i am not my own half,
i’ll never be what you perceive.

so i step so lightly,
i step with care,
to try to let you know
the girl in there.

fingertips hunger,
hearts beat breath
to know the completion
of what you reflect.

Giving receives,
and Receiving aligns
when those fingertips and hearts
become joined by a sigh.

and in the eyes to the Soul
of the Other’s you see
will be all the Truth
you’ll ever need to believe.

still with Trust,
still with Grace,
in hopes that reflection
is what you’ll see in this face.

~

Graphic: A Drop of Water's Action, captured
by Photoelectron Microscopy

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Comment by Rodney Roe on February 2, 2018 at 3:05am

Thanks for the poem and the graphic.  As I read I could hear Queen Latifah rapping.  It didn't distract, but it is strange how cadence affects the message?

Sometimes it would be nice to have eyes on our wrists; to be like flies on a wall rather than in the mix.

Comment by The Songbird on February 2, 2018 at 5:52am

I love that!  She's fabulous.  And yes, the rhyme is my friend and my enemy.  I must think that way, but it can get in the way; esp when reciting.  Maybe it's just a mask for my shyness at saying such raw, truthful things, but say them I must.  But i've recently been asked to collaborate on a song by writing the lyrics, so for now, it's a blessin'!  Thank ys, Rods. 

Comment by The Songbird on February 2, 2018 at 5:56am

I just saw something -- the shape of the pome echoes the shape of the graphic! Hahaaa - is that a subliminal message? 

Comment by Rodney Roe on February 2, 2018 at 6:10am

Coincidence?  I doubt it.

I don't write a lot of poetry, and started writing what I hear instead of counting syllables.  It's freer, and surprisingly I move in and out of rhyme and follow no rhyme scheme as in my latest, "Dancers on Tiny Feet".  It goes fast that way with little or no editing.  I think that's better.  The great Japanese poet, the inventor of the haiku, Basho, said that the writing should happen in an instant.

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