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'clumsy Me'

I wanted to run 
but it was all in vain
you were just a little bit faster 

I wanted to cut you off 
but you already invaded my sense of being 

In between the unknown 
things made themselves known 
all the invisible 
Became visible 
everything I wanted 
was right there for the taking 
and yet 
I couldn't take it - 

too afraid it would slip out of my hands

©230420121445

*Ps:nope I am not in love, just sleeping in intervals* 
:)

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Carol Sunshine Brown

Date: 5/22/2012 7:50:00 AM

I am stopping by your poetry to thank you for your kind comments on my writing. It has been a pleasure to read yours today Wilma. Love, Carol

Kabuteng P.Ink K.

Date: 5/1/2012 10:48:00 AM

uh-huh...not in love eh? Very enjoyable read, Missy-- you sure depicted it quite well here, the fumble of it all ;) I hope all is well with you missy-- catch up with you soon! mwahugs!

Jack Horne

Date: 4/27/2012 3:05:00 PM

love this piece, wilma - and love the 'not in love' comment too, lol. have a great weekend. lfde

Michael J. Falotico

Date: 4/27/2012 3:05:00 AM

These kind of poems open up a door to your beautiful soul. Love is crazy , just when you say ahhhh I get it It changes the game and the rules. A puzzle with no directions or matching pieces at times. But when it comes love it back with everything you have Cape Town Honey. Please correct Arild on how it's said lol. Love all day to you. Michael

Ronny Madonsela

Date: 4/26/2012 5:38:00 AM

very enchanting great poem.

Andrea Dietrich

Date: 4/24/2012 6:57:00 PM

cute title for this very interesting poem, Wilma. Love it!

Carolyn Devonshire

Date: 4/24/2012 9:40:00 AM

Very compelling verse, Wilma, especially "In between the unknown, things make themselves known." The wisdom is out there, waiting for you to grasp it. How sad that you feel the things you want are slipping out of your hands. Cute title too! I hope you get a good night's rest soon, my friend. Love, Carolyn

James Peranteau

Date: 4/24/2012 5:12:00 AM

A poets right(write) ! Awesome job dear poet ! Have a blessed day....much love, james

Robert Johnson

Date: 4/23/2012 3:58:00 PM

Who is worthy of a heart to get cut open wide. To bleed the soul of every part to just be left outside. When winds of change come back around. Who's to say if your heart will pound. With beats of love to welcome back. A foolish rhyming poetic hack.

Gwendolen Song

Date: 4/23/2012 2:37:00 PM

I am laughing hard at Kash's comments below...he knows WOMEN, right?...ha ha...Yes, you are in love...or were...and this is so beautiful how you articulate your rationalizing heart, Wilma! I read it out loud and I felt lovesick too! ha ha. Gwendolen