Reflections Off the Edge of a Coffee Cup
Another cup of coffee shared-
hardly an intimacy
and yet, you can read my mind
my mind which is not so simple
which even I don't fathom
sometimes. You are so wise
and so beautiful.
I am cursed by wise beauties.
You are both rock and hill
and I am Sisyphus bound for eternity.
Unable to conquer the duelling dualities
of rock and hill; wisdom and beauty.
Yet I keep on my task, trying.
Because there is nothing better to try? No.
Because it is the only task for me? Right
Waste of time, of life? Again No
Because it must be thus.
The task is growing, is being, is me.
I ask not for sympathy.
I'd love some empathy.
I must be me.
My task awaits.
(when I moved nineteen months ago,I unearthed my long lost folder of wallowing earnest collegiate poetry. Shoved it in a drawer, forgot about it, until I opened that drawer looking for something completely else. I offer this first, slightly edited, example, out of a self indulgent need to post without a new essay to add to my posts. It is amazing how my emotional life is back in the same place. )


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Can't believe you wrote this as a college student. Pretty damn impressive. I still can't believe there are men like you out there. :)
BA: I didn't drink back then - gave it up after a few bad adolescent experiences. Still not much on beer. I'm trying to remember which gal inspired this piece - S, or the ice princess? S was a tea drinker, so likely Princessa...
j lynne: starting over... never reaaly new, is it?
Janie: by your command, general!
But BA's comment is a good one, too. Maybe "Reflections Off the Rim of a Beer Stein".
Thanks for sharing it!
BG: oh, I have lots that are 'emo-ish' in the folder
dolores: I'm self aware enough to know that's what 'new' is just the 'old' again...as I sometimes say, I'm 17 for the 3rd time
lea... I didn't think it brave at all, as long as i got to pick which to share.
Like the Hopi, our lives are a circle not a straight line. It is wonderful to see that in college you were still the same sweet person you are now. I love that you shared it. It gives me courage to maybe, sometime share some of my college work.
Glad you imbibed in a little self-indulgence, otherwise we never would have had the pleasure.
PF: it often seems like yesterday...anytime they play anything from "Frampton comes alive", i'm back in spring 1976, tossing the frisbee outside my dorm....
Rated enthusiastically for the perfect-metaphor bits.
*blush*
not really perfect but glad you liked it
"You are both rock and hill
and I am Sisyphus bound for eternity."
To repeat a previous post, but I agree about this bit - it is as perfect as I can see from this ledge.
peece,
dj
as in RavingBits above me.
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peece,
dj