Agape

What ever this is

Or whatever is was

It seems to me that 

I chose love

Though love does not

Always look the same

Sometimes it's tough

Sometimes it shames

Only to make us see the light

We cannot allow

Some things in our life

Whatever this is

Whatever this was

It seems to me

That I choose love

 

 

 

 

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allets's picture

Ultimately

For happiness love rocks!


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Morningglory's picture

Love love

It ain't always easy but so worth the cause


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patriciajj's picture

It was a wonderful choice to

It was a wonderful choice to name this lyrical treasure after the highest love, the most profound love, not the fragile eros. Your resignation that love is indefinable and yet you give it a chance is expressed with insight and charm:

 "Whatever this is

Whatever this was

It seems to me

That I choose love"

I love the device of repetition, and you used it deftly with an enjoyable effect. Lovely work. 

 

 

 

 

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Thank you so much, Patricia! Your words are always encouraging for my poetic heart. 


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Starward's picture

Good poem, and the title is

Good poem, and the title is soooooo appropriate.  I would love to see you write a companion piece, in your inimtable style, on koinonia.


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:)

I have been contemplating your suggestion which has sent my spirit on a journey. We shall see. So far, the words have yet to flow freely. 


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I am sure the words will

I am sure the words will assemble themselves into lines when the time is right.  That kind of poem cannot be hurried, it needs to percolate, or simmer (whichever metaphor you prefer) until just the right moment.  I am looking forward to seeing it, when that time is right/


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