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Less than DNA connects us
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Blood and Water Perhaps you did slither
from the same womb,
nurtured in the same home,
but do we share some bond,
the same genetics,
something?
somewhere?
You hate and envy all that I am,
little though that may be
in some eyes,
and I pity and despise
all that you have elected to be,
and the facade you've built,
crumbling as it is.
Funny how the same genes,
the same womb and upbringing
can produce such divergent
and incompatible creatures.
family is indeed a conundrum.
family is indeed a conundrum. I agree with general conversation. cant love them the way we want they cant love us in the way we need what else is there but room for resentment as loving as it could be I suppose!? hugss
Don't let any one shake your dream stars from your eyes, lest your soul Come away with them! -SS
"Well, it's love, but not as we know it."
Ssmoothie...I say this with
Ssmoothie...I say this with all love and honesty, as a child raised by what I refer to as the best stepmother anyone could have ever asked for ...in truth, I veiw her a "saint"... I do believe what you we initially perceive, is our deep seeded resentment of separation from each other as a species.... and not the more shallow surface thing we accept as "proper reasoning" and good judgement with discernment. ...all connected to our human conditioned thought processes.
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...and he asked her, "do you write poetry? Because I feel as if I am the ink that flows from your quill."
"No", she replied, "but I have experienced it. "
yeah, I just mean we get on
yeah, I just mean we get on each others nerves in a family... familiarity breeds contempt... blood is thicker than water... it comes and it goes it changes and is different for everyone. some get it right some get it wrong. I love all my family right or wrong... inlaws though? thats a whole nother kettle of fish dont get me started. my partner has the perfect inlaws I have the worst! lol! the irony???? he he all is fair in love and war and nothing in familial matters! ;P
Don't let any one shake your dream stars from your eyes, lest your soul Come away with them! -SS
"Well, it's love, but not as we know it."
I think as siblings we all
I think as siblings we all strive to be different from each other. I remember liking blue becaue my sister liked pink. And that I wanted to be a tom boy because my sister was a girly. also, to add a flash of realisation... she was everything I chose not to be and everything my mother could want in a daughter. Good therapy I guess. She is a spendthrift and I am thrifty! omg!!! what have you opened up here! lol! I am also educated with two degrees. thats a sore point. perhaps we strive to be so different because we can never be the same? negative attention is better than no attention. I also remember being blamed for a lot though I did very little to deserve it. I often copped a clop "just in case" while my sister had her manipulations down to a fine art. I love her but I dont like her. Such is often the nature of family. No? A great read. Thanks for the therapy! lol!
If its possible, no matter what it always starts with a dream!
ahh soul mate...
I see you have met my sister ;)
you have done it again, taken the words from my mouth my love
as most your poems do!
Much Love
Ashley
Something else we share
Something else we share
So true. On the subject of
So true. On the subject of "loving as if they were one's own", I will be my blunt self and dare to make the comment.."it isn't possible". Two reasons...one being, I do not even love my own children as if they were "my own", because my children, however dear, do not belong to me. They are not posessions. All love, I do believe is unconditional, don't you? Putting "affection", teaching "self-discipline", and "financial responsibility" out of the picture, can you say you would love someone else's child less or more than your own?
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...and he asked her, "do you write poetry? Because I feel as if I am the ink that flows from your quill."
"No", she replied, "but I have experienced it. "
;-)
perhaps you are correct, Dear. There is probably a level at which I would put my own (adult) children ahead of hers. But poetically speaking (as well as real world) I've all but adopted them ;-) And your correct; if we do our job right, they are independent entities. (If I could just get them off my insurance!)