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Monday, January 11, 2010

Winter Jasmine



If you sleep with the winter,

You will move slowly through deep blue dreams,

Filled with pale lovers whose eyes are the color of ancient glaciers.


If you have the soul of summer,

You will want to wrap the winter in rose blooms, jasmine, and mint;

You will love her for her stillness,

Her self-possession,

And her very remove,

All the while unable to stop yourself from trying to warm her

With your love

Your body

And your ridiculous hopes.


She will be drawn to you,

And you will think, "Ah! I am the one to save her."

Woman, she does not need saving from herself,

And she will naturally go on, as ever, being who she is.

But you,

Having failed to change her with your intoxicating night blooms,

May find that you have succeeded in altering yourself;

And may wander for some time

Through deep blue dreams of impenetrable ice.

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22 comments:

  1. Lovely. I love the picture of changing oneself while trying to change another.

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  2. You have outdone yourself with this incredible poem!

    Secretia

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  3. And you will think, "Ah! I am the one to save her."

    Ahh, we men. Can we not just live and love and stop trying to be everything for everybody? We ARE fools! Growth might then happen sooner--and better!

    Shay, I responded to your comment on my blog (thank you):

    FIREBLOSSOM: Sorry about the joke..but was still hoping you might comment. I just like knowing your spirit is lurking somewhere near.

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  4. I agree with Debbie...and btw, no hope is ridiculous (if you think about it). ;)

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  5. I am looking forward to the day when someone focuses on YOU this way and it will happen! :)

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  6. Intoxicating night blooms? Ahhh, Shay.

    I would like to love winter if she just wasn't so damn cold.

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  7. Through deep blue dreams of impenetrable ice.

    What a line!

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  8. "Through deep blue dreams of impenetrable ice."

    I am your biggest fan

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  9. Opposites attract and opposites repel...

    And who wouldn't want to warm up such a captivating creature as Winter?

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  10. And,
    we know we can't change her, but we still try.
    We think it was never worth the change we affected upon ourselves, but, somehow, it is.

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  11. An intensely moving and beautiful poem you've created here.

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  12. I love this one.

    Very wise.

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  13. can winter ever be tamed? only if she allows...

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  14. Hard to come to terms with but accepting the one(s) we love just as they are saves a lot of Kleenex

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  15. But those ridiculous hopes keep us writing and feeling this so special love...

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  16. Shay, This is absolutely lyrical and beautiful.

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  17. I had the soul of summer in my 20's but I've long recovered from the silly girl who held tight the belief that change was possible in harsh winter.
    I love the way your mind works.
    You have a lovely week.

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  18. wisely said and beautifuly conveyed baby~shay x

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  19. Wow, I don't even have any other words, but wow. You nailed it.

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  20. Okay, to say this is too beautiful would be just getting pukingly redundant for me and your poetry at this point.

    But this is so so beautiful, Shay.

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