I Think of You and Me

I think of you and me

every now and then,

and how we seemed to

slip so easily out from under

the reality of each-others worlds.

It was as if we were trespassing

in some foreign land,

seeking out contentious taboos,

or needing a consensus

of what was acceptable.

We seemed to like turning

things of the heart

into intellectual pursuits,

Fishbone diagrams of life.

In looking back,

I suppose I resented

we never had a proper moment

to become fully formed,

or spilled enough truth on it,

to change the outcome.

©   DiAnne Ebejer

 

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About DiAnne Ebejer

I am retired and live on the East coast of Florida where I spend much of my time reading, playing with photography and trying to write some "poetry and then some" at dianneebejer.wordpress.com. I care deeply about many things and wish there was much more love and compassion in this world today. I also have a part time blog "Thought You Might Like This" diannesthingsat.wordpress.com used for special projects and occasional things of interest
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9 Responses to I Think of You and Me

  1. susie says:

    “trespassing in foreign lands” ?!?!?! GASPING ! relating ….. ❤

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  2. ontheplumtree says:

    Me too! Experienced with husbands number 1 and 2! 25 years later, never a stranger in a strange land.

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  3. “…spilled enough truth on it…” How many of us do this? Lovely post, DiAnne.

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  4. Thank you Karen, and yes, that is a problem isn’t it? Not enough truth to spill on it for something we might have wanted.

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  5. tolbert says:

    suppose I resented
    we never had a proper moment
    to become fully formed,
    or spilled enough truth on it,
    to change the outcome.

    You have captured that suspended moment in time…too late to look back, unable to look ahead and all that remains is an empty memory…Beautiful DiAnne!

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