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You said you liked my simple poems, well here’s one, no flowery thoughts or images to share, nor assonance or dissonance, not even a rhyme, just simple words and thoughts and emotions… (selfish emotions). I would be surprised if you read them anymore, anyway. Yes, again, it’s that time of year. I’ve written this early, I knew you wouldn’t be there. Not for me. Did you forget, or just not care? When you asked last Spring you seemed so sincere. Such an easy thing to say, that would mean so much, but why bother. It says everything about how you feel, or should I say, about how you don’t feel …anything, but that’s not your fault, you’re not the cause of this. You were kind and gentle, and you smiled. Oh, how you smiled with honesty and warmth. I’m the guilty one. It was I who opened up to you, It was I who allowed you in, but who could blame me. When I looked into your eyes you bewitched me, you enchanted me with your beautiful mind …and body. Not that I ever expected anything from you (although I believe you think I did), just a grain of hope, no expectations. I remember the beginning of what could have been a truly meaningful relationship, sharing time together talking and laughing, sometimes deep into the night, telling each other our secrets, phone calls and texts on the way home. Then nothing. Like a bolt of lightning from a cloudless sky, you struck me deep inside …then you were gone. Now, so is the hope, gone, and I am left wondering. We still see each other, but you have pushed me away so hard and so often that my heart is black and blue and filled with emotional bruises. You told me what you think of me. You called me selfish (perhaps I am). Now, it seems, to allow me two minutes to say goodnight is but a waist of your time. Until this day I was hurt but now I am dead inside …again, (such a shame when you were the one who started my heart beating, once more) completely empty, but I can’t help asking myself did you think about me for an instant, or did it come and go unnoticed, without a thought to cloud your mind? Well, it’s too late, now. It’s gone. It’s over. A meaningless moment, lost. Just another day, passed. If you remember, if a flicker of light shines bright above your beautiful head, or a gentle smile dances in your mesmerizing eyes when, or more likely if, it dawns on you, don’t waste your time. That’s all it would be. I wish I could say thank you. 12/12/2017

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Date: 1/10/2018 11:40:00 PM
Well bully for you, James! Don't waste another moment or word on the "cold fish"! She killed "it". As my mama always said, "Pretty is as pretty does". I hope whoever it is reads this. So hooray for you and your honesty, James.
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James Inman
Date: 1/11/2018 4:21:00 AM
Lol, Carole, love the support, but there are always two sides to a story. Perhaps I'm the one to blame, if in fact this is more than just a poem. Regardless, it is an emotional piece that is eliciting some beautifully emotional responses, including yours. Thank you Carol.
Date: 1/8/2018 7:19:00 AM
Wow. Such forlorn sadness I feel.
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James Inman
Date: 1/8/2018 8:33:00 PM
Hi Rhoda, I'm not sure what to say. Thanks for the visit.
Date: 1/6/2018 10:31:00 PM
I read this piece earlier today and I'm back to read it again. Very well done - sounds like you are off to a great start for the year. Like lightning people can change us, touch us, fulfill us, and like lightning, they can be gone too soon. You make words meaningful, James. Beautiful work. Always, Laura
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James Inman
Date: 1/7/2018 8:11:00 PM
You flatter me too much Laura. Yes, it is amazing how we open up to others hoping that we will find warmth and caring, only to ultimately discover indifference.
Date: 1/5/2018 8:28:00 PM
Gosh, Ralph, this is such a sincere sounding free verse poem, and yet knowing about you, I think you are making it up! Well done, my friend. It really gets across its message beautifully.
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James Inman
Date: 1/5/2018 11:24:00 PM
Hi Andrea, it doesn't really matter whether the subject is real or not to me, what's important is how it impacts the reader. If it was a message to someone out there, they will know, but for everyone else the only thing that is important is did it bring a tear to their eye, did it make them feel like they are reading something personal that they shouldn't be reading, did it make them feel uncomfortable but in a way that they didn't want to stop reading it? The emotional impact is what's important. Thank you for the visit and nice comment.
Date: 1/5/2018 12:55:00 PM
Very touching. Well done, James.
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James Inman
Date: 1/5/2018 1:48:00 PM
Thank you Line, happy New Year.

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