She’d like to think they were like the sun
and earth, their paths inevitable.
She’d like to think they were
crazy for each other.
But maybe she was crazy for him
and he simply sane for her.
Her yearning overtly personal.
His covertly distant.
She saw the light around his face,
besotted with his essence.
The planets orbiting as
morning and evening came.
And she knows now what he felt
for her was temporal- affection
and trust but without the romantic
notions she longed for.
A tragedy for her.
A comedy for him.
Two bodies flying through the sky,
one pushing closer.
The other pulling away.
Always drifting and wafting
at a heartbreaking distance.
A whim of the atmosphere
and unwoken eyes.
-Tosha Michelle
Nice!
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Thanks x
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Creativity at its best. And a soothing fresh energy of words that fill the imagination and heart. Love this poem tosha.
Hi! I miss ya, I’m back and got a brand new poem up. 🙂 All inputs are welcome. 🙂
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Missed you too!! Thank so much
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You are welcome. I left a comment on your friends blog about your interview. I said really wonderful things about you. 🙂
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You’re so sweet!
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Nice one Tosha!
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Thank you!
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Welcome Tosha 🙂
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A typical love story!
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True dar, boo 😜
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Wow, this is amazing!
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Thank you!
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Tosha this is beautiful and so very powerful 🙂
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Thank you!
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Reblogged this on Belleva Worldwide.
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Thanks 💕
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Just added it to my blog x
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You’re so sweet. I appreciate it
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Wonderful, Poetess! I especially like the lines, “Crazy for him, sane for her.”
Pencilling brilliant. ❤
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Thank you. Big grin on my face
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Hey now! That’s a beautiful habit to develop! 😉 💕
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Awww ❤️
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One always wonders in this kind of situation, if better communication earlier on would have helped. If she told him she was falling in love with him and wasn’t afraid and said he wasn’t feeling it with her, it could’ve saved a lot of time and heartbreak. On the other hand, maybe she liked being with him, even if she knew his feelings. Maybe she hoped he’d change. Girls and Women often do this. Great poem.
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Thank you. Always love your insight. We get the love we think we deserve. Hopefully the she in this poem discovered her worth.
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Thank you for taking me airborne oh lovely Tosha.
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Thank you for flying with me. Ha ha
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You are very graciously welcome. You are a great person to fly with.
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Likewise
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Reblogged this on John Cowgill's Literature Site and commented:
By the very lovely Tosha Michelle.
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Thanks so much as always
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You are very graciously welcome so much as always.
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Lovely all around from soup to nuts;)
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Thanks 💕
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You’re welcome
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I really should have stopped in SC;). I may decide not to stay here too long though.
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I hear you.
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I may just get a stick, a background ack etc and just wander and end up back on the east coast as this has all been promises that were not delivered and I am busting my butt here
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Sorry they didn’t make it on the promises. The East Coast is the place to be though or maybe Canada or the UK if Trump wins presidency. Ha ha
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Yes indeed but a great distraction would make all easier as well as a great place to be. The homeless rate here is about 25 percent and than are prostitutes just off the strip it’s crazy
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Yeah, that does sound crazy
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Yes it sure does. I had promises not given info on and all have worse issues than I do but they are worked no 50-60 hrs to be broke and I’m having pain issues working half of that. Then again I’m on the floor
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That’s really tough. Sorry to hear that
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Yea it is and thank you
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You’re welcome
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🙂
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But maybe she was crazy for him
and he simply sane for her.
What a perfect line in a beautiful piece!
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Thank you so much
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Thank you
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