Real Task


  • Love

    Real Task

    Long overdue change is on the way
    Wanting a man who compels my strengths
    One not afraid to be a man of courage
    To make of me his woman
    Doubting not my courage or my internal toughness
    A man as good as his word

    Untouched the story loses its rhythm
    Time for releasing deeper inner instincts
    To move beyond this confinement of on-line
    Into the world of touch and realness
    You were offered a relationship potential
    To manifest in reality bringing forth essence

    Here we still are with little ground covered
    With constrictions and fears still holding gound
    It isn't lost nor is it taken, it's been in busy work
    Avoidance, the avoidance of choice one day at a time
    Compelled into truth love stands yet hasn't gone anywhere
    I am tired of hearing of lost love and longing

    As though love never came up to you or responded
    And gave an invitation to step beyond the keyboard
    It has, I witnessed, unvalued it yet retains its essence
    For from the depths it issued and still has roots
    Lost steps take courage to know your heart
    Buried deep within you is with-holding

    Keeping you back in the grave of maybe, someday
    Love I will make my own, afraid to test the waters
    Afraid to repeat the past of mistakes you remain tied
    To ideas that a storyline is enough to manifest the heart
    When stands before you the unvarnished truth
    Withering on the vine of potential unused

    Love unable to bypass the barriers of multitudes of bad memories
    Unwilling to walk the talk and move into heart rhythm
    Always moving instead to a realm where love is on paper
    Burning with the ashes of unfulfilled longings
    Longings that keep you out of the arms of love
    Love has substance it moves with motion its not a pretty line on paper tucked away in the attic of time long gone

    What is it that holds you back from moving into touch
    What is it that frightens you to the extent that you move away from warmth
    How has life gripped you in such agony of indecisiveness that you can no longer hear the life stream of union
    Pull off the covering of mind that keeps you ensnared in refexes of inaction
    Why for years have you remained hidden unable to come forth bringing yourself fully
    Unabashed and unchained the soul shouts to be free

    Free to love and free to know without the illusion of distance
    Age waits for no man it runs on without a tickertape to ensure you get in under the mark
    Subsisting on short liasons of empty threaded infatuated love chats
    As though to compensate for the fullness that love is face to face
    Day to day it becomes harder to accept the empty words of strangers as the meaning of love, of life, of living, of real loving
    Join me in the task of bearing the fruit of love in real-time, in real relation

    Graceladymn 11/23/09

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    simoneaugustus commented on Real Task


    So many beautiful lines! This is a beautiful piece, not only because of the truth behind it, but also due to the brave way that truth is faced. Excellent!

    Bettysrainbow48 commented on Real Task


    This is a very creative write.You are very talented. Keep up the good work

    Mareann commented on Real Task


    Wow, very creative and orginal poem, many unique and imaginative lines, good work, thanks for sharing, Mary

    dancinghawk commented on Real Task


    aho, graceladymn! so many amazing lines here, and the overall theme, immaculate ... quit yer whinin' and get on with it ... lol, tho so much more compassionately shared ... "unvalued it yet retains its essence" ... time to get to the real tasks, indeed ... beautiful write ... -dh

    dahlusion commented on Real Task


    "To move beyond this confinement of on-line Into the world of touch and realness" — I love this line; so many "virtual lovers" are bound by the limits of their screen. There are so many truthful lines in this profound piece of creativity. Bravo!!

    When power leads man towards arrogance, poetry reminds him of his limitations. When power narrows the area of man's concern, poetry reminds him of the richness and diversity of existence. When power corrupts, poetry cleanses.

    John F. Kennedy (1917-1963) Thirty-fifth President of the USA

    graceladymn’s Poems (66)

    Title Comments
    Title Comments
    Real Task 5
    From the Heart Alone 4
    Frank Talk 1
    Do Self 4
    Healing of Folly 1
    Spirit 5
    Empower the Center 4
    Field Unfolding 3
    Yet From Afar 3
    Unharnessed 7
    Abstract Portraitives 3
    Soul of Release 2
    Read Me 4
    Mystery of Penetration 2
    Splendid Raindrops 3
    Angel of Comfort 1
    Reach 6
    Thoughts before sleep 6
    Fullness That I Am 1
    Crushed Sands 1
    So 0
    Poured 2
    A Taste for Him 1
    Feather-veins of Gold 2
    Get to the Core 3
    Hint of Hidden Processes 0
    It Is What It Is 0
    Celestial Beauty 1
    No Water 1
    A Trace of Surrealism 1
    Empty and Void at Last 0
    Trembling Flames Licked Clean 2
    Song of a Hidden Flower 1
    ANTE UP 0
    Sleep Sweetly 2
    Lost Love take two 1
    Lost Love take one 0
    Let's Go To The River 1
    I Think Not 0
    Creative Romp 0
    Temple of Your Thoughts 2
    Covered 2
    Creation Is Not Forgot 4
    Not Moved 1
    You will see me there 0
    Him She Does Not Forget 2
    Toe to Toe 2
    Atoms of Stars 2
    Dreams That Tease 2
    Steadfast It Holds 1
    Beyond Sheltering Peaks 4
    Rare the Glimpse 5
    Mindbalance of Unification 5
    Tender of Creation 2
    Internal Efferent 3
    Gentle Night 8
    Weakness of the Fury 6
    Facing Divine Love 4
    Spring 3
    Guardian of the Well 10
    Born To Union 11
    Poets Reach 7
    Serenity 9
    A Place to Start 6