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Wednesday, February 14, 2007

Edna

Time does not bring relief; you all have lied
who told me time would ease me of my pain!

I miss him in the weeping of the rain;
I want him at the shrinking of the tide;
the old snow melt from every mountain-side;
and last year's leaves are smoke on every lane;
but last year's bitter loving must remain.
Heaped on my heart and my old thoughts abide
there are a hundred places where I fear
to go - so with his memory they brim.

And entering with relief some quiet place
where never fell his foot or shone his face
I say, "There is no memory of him here!"
And so stand stricken, so remembering him.

XOXOXOXOXOXO
by anonymous

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Thursday, February 08, 2007

Behind Closed Doors

Behind closed doors, I seek retreat
away from the eyes I fear to meet.
Burned and overwhelmed with pain,
old feelings of regret and confusion remain.

Behind closed doors, I reside
deep-seated emotions stirring inside.
Nostalgic memories of old broken promises,
again smashing my heart into pieces.

Behind closed doors, tears pervade
as thoughts of you persist to invade.
Loving and hurting seem to come as one,
as I realized things could never have forever gone.

Behind closed doors, I thrive
willing myself to survive.
Caring for you in the only way I know,
loving you yet letting you go.

Behind closed doors, where I took refuge
that from which I now slowly emerge.
Leaving behind all the sorrow,
and learning to look towards tomorrow.

XOXOXOXOXOXO
September 1996
disclaimer: i wrote this a good 10 years ago, when i was a 15-year-old hopeless romantic. i'm now 25 (insisting to be 20 years old) and though i penned my last piece of poetry more than seven years ago, i am still every inch a hopeless romantic.

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Saturday, February 03, 2007

Every Woman...

Every Woman Should Have...

...one old love she can imagine going back to and one who reminds her how far she has come;

...enough money within her control to move out and rent a place of her own, even if she never wants to or needs to;

...something perfect to wear if the employer or date of her dreams wants to see her in an hour;

...a youth she's content to leave behind;

...a past juicy enough that she's looking forward to retelling it in her old age;

...the realization that she is actually going to have an old age and some money set aside to fund it;

...a set of screwdrivers, a cordless drill, and a black lace bra;

...one friend who always makes her laugh, and one who lets her cry;

...a good piece of furniture not previously owned by anyone else in her family;

...eight matching plates, wine glasses with stems, and a recipe for a meal that will make her guests feel honored;

...a resume that is not even in the slightest bit padded;

...a feeling of control over her destiny;

...a skin care regimen, an exercise routine, and a plan for dealing with those few other facets of life that don't get better after 30;

...a solid start on a satisfying career, a satisfying relationship, and all those other facets of life that do get better after 30;


Every Woman Should Know...

...how to fall in love without losing herself;

...how she feels about having kids;

...how to quit a job, break up with a lover, and confront a friend without ruining the friendship;

...when to try harder and when to walk away;

...how to have a good time at a party she'd never choose to attend;

...how to ask for what she wants in a way that makes it most likely she'll get it;

...that she can't change the length of her calves, the width of her hips, or the nature of her parents;

...that her childhood may not have been perfect but it's over;

...what she would and wouldn't do for love;

...how to live alone, even if she doesn't like it;

...whom she can trust, whom she can't, and why she shouldn't take it personally;

...where to go, be it to her best friend's kitchen table or a charming inn in the woods;

...when her soul needs soothing;

...what she can and can't accomplish in a day, a month, and a year.

XOXOXOXOXOXO
by anonymous

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