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Outside Myself

Outside Myself
Location
West Coast Body, East Coast Heart, California,
Birthday
January 19
Title
Mom
Company
Don't even have to knock...come on in.
Bio
I am now 43 and perfectly OK with that (but I still love it when my friends say I look like I'm 35!). I've been a mom for over nine years now. I live a rather simple yet difficult life of trying to make sure my daughters are polite, well-educated and know they are loved beyond question. I do my best to give my family whatever they need. And I'm trying to take care of myself. xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx I am infinitely trying to make people happy, make people laugh, make people feel good about themselves. I compliment often, but only with sincerity. I spend way too much time thinking about what might be the "right" thing to do in any given situation. xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx This is a personal journey for me. I have grown in ways I didn't know were possible. AND AN UPDATE: Don't forget your worth. This speaks to everyone, not just me. xoxoxo ~~~~ And thx, B. My heart was beginning to thaw but your beautiful friendship has melted it. xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx FURTHER UPDATE: - B, darling, you have brought me love and peace. You sent the words, "Be gentle with yourself." I am able to do so only because you have been gentle with my heart. I love you, soul mate.

AUGUST 3, 2009 7:01PM

"The Waiting Hours" ~~ A Poem from Inside Myself

Rate: 29 Flag

 

I waited.  I hoped.

I begged in agony in the poorest echoes of my being.

I wanted. I cried.

With no tears to slip down my cheeks.

 

And then a flower lifted her torn petals to find your warmth.

 

There must be a balance.  The gracious friendship and the beckoning within a heart that beats with you inside of it.

 

How did you rummage through my pain and rest your head on a soft pillow there?

 

You hold my hand when I'm scared.

Dance with me in my kitchen.

Touch my cheek in the moonlight as I sleep.

Tease my lips with your kiss. 

Everything races... 

 

Oh, how you caress the landscape of my soul with your soft, poetic words.

 

How do you know me?

 

For you do sing in my heart,

have etched words into it,

and indeed know it.

 

This part of my soul breathes only because of you.

 

The Waiting Hours are those I must endure until 

 

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I understand this . . . and am so happy for you. Sometimes, the thaw comes more quickly than we expect.
Been there, done that, wrote the movie. Wanna see a rerun? Not meaning to be flippant here, but we have all known pockets of mystery like this. That doesn't mean they make a suit. Just some really wonderful memories....... beautifully expressed.
Owl - Yes, a long time in the making, too.

Cartouche - Not sure I completely understand your comment. All I know is, I'm wearing the pockets well right now. And I haven't had pockets in a long time.
Something about those hours.... there is something in them... lessons, hope, excitement, fear, wonder.

Those hours, we live for those hours.
And Yet - YES! They are all of those things. Gosh, I'm so glad you're here.
Cartouche,

No, you have not been there and you have not done that. It is so obvious that you have no idea what "that" is. I am so sorry that you are that BITTER, but your comment does not belong here.

You were not being "flippant," you are flat out "angry" with men. That is not what this poem is about.
Outside Myself,

This is soft, sentimental, spiritual, romantic and meditational.

Rated for beauty.
OM this is so very moving and beautiful. I am so glad you've found this happiness and shared it. "You" is quite a lucky person indeed to know your heart.
Glad you had something special to inspire this.
Thoth - I'm pleased that you found all of those qualities in the poem. I do feel all of them. Thank you.

Smithery - Thank you for reading these words with your heart - they express something very valuable and beautiful to me.

Buffy - I'm happy I found it, too. Very blessed in the most honest sense.
found inspiration is a treasure.
It is amazing when we find someone who seems to know us in this way...I'm happy that it happened for you.
Beautiful poem and emotions outsidemyself... the second to last line is my favorite because I pictured all the parts of my soul that breathe only for the certain people who inhabit it. I am truly happy for you!
Mr. Mustard - Oh, it IS such a treasure and I can't believe my good fortune.

mamoore - The way they know me is beyond amazing. I enjoy sharing even the smallest pieces of myself.

annette - I'm so glad line meant something to you; I wrote that to this person not too long ago. I'm pleased it made you think of the special people breathing in your soul.

Steve - Thank you, dear. :)
The most meaningful words are the words that others write in our hearts. May yours always be an open book full of poetry. :-D
Sounds like hope. I am happy you can write so well about what you feel. It's good, really really good.
This is just so tender and lovely - you've truly opened yourself up and shown your heart.
Love you!
Bill - That was so beautiful. It is filling with poetry.

Lunchlady - Dear friend, thank you. I wasn't trying to write well - it just bloomed from my heart. In fact, I was trying NOT to write it, but finally had to.

WAH - I am trying to live in the moment and opening myself up like this would only have been possible in this moment. (But I foresee more moments.) :) Love you too, darlin'.
am channelling 'Touche here...it comes and it goes. LOVE the moment...
Gabby! - You are quite literally reading my mind.
Gabby - I meant about loving the moment. Not about the "goes." I'm not "going" there any time soon.
Very nice, well written.
Tink - Thank you so very much.
Yikes! You moan and groan too!
Yikes! You shared some Hopes!
Ya O! Ya sing some more song!
Not now! Ya blest with songs!
Soon, Ya! Ya bless with song?
Ya weakness, Ya true beauty?
Ya singing a- few tunes? huh?
Ya can luxuriously entertain?
O tremble, agitate Ya O yes!
O enchant, O ecstatic, O my!
O push on, O Ya harmonies!
Mashed potatoes, O Ya wow!
Wild fluctuated, oh, O times?
But, Ya push on, oh, O great!
Ya know. Ya do what's right!
Ya conked? Ya snore? okay.
Stuff cukes? Ya cute! O hay!
You will be? Ya okay! sighs.
Oh lady. This is beautiful. Simply gorgeous. Like you. I just wish I could sing in your heart.
Hey, Outside...come outside here for a minute. Yeah, over here where no one can hear us...who the heck is Toth? Is he joking or what? I got your note on my 23 Questions and liked your last sentence, I thought it
O-M… the poetic love you write about here comes from your bountiful heart, that is creative, caring and filled with a beautiful spirit!

- rated
OM- This is so lovely. Don't let anyone steal your joy. This is YOUR moment - and it's beautiful.
Yarn - Why, you're welcome!

Arthur - "Ya, I sing songs" and will post another one sometime soon. Still working on that perfectionism. :) But singing songs in my heart has been joyful! (And I sing in my kitchen a lot!) And yes, "wild fluctuated" but I don't anticipate that anymore. Oh! And another thing - I did read this last night but was too "conked" to respond...but I DID have mashed potatoes for dinner!!
Bobby - Oh, my dear Bobby. YOUR friendship made this Monarch cry! (We know that was a GOOD thing.) There is a song all your own in my heart, sweetie. I wouldn't be where I am without you.

Gabby - Thoth is a sweet friend who has taken the time to get to know me, therefore he understands where this beauty comes from. I'm grateful for him.

gmgaston - What an exquisite thing to write. Thank you so much for those perfect words.

Unbreakable - First things first: I love your face as your avatar! You should have shown us your beauty loooong ago instead of hiding behind those glasses. And thank you for your kindness; no one can steal this...the moments in life are all we have to live for. But you get that, don't you? :-)
OM - Oh I do, I do. I have a plaque in my bedroom that has my favorite quote on it: "We do not remember days; we remember MOMENTS."
PS Thank you ... about the avatar. :-)
Un - Great plaque! And you're welcome; I meant it. xoxoxo
What a wonderful expression. Thank you so much.
Oh, my very dear friend. I am so, so happy for you.

"...a flower lifted her torn petals to find your warmth."

So beautiful. I wish you many, many blessings.
I'm still loving this poem. Had to come back and say that :)
Gwendolyn - Thank you so much. It's amazing what we find in the unlikeliest of places.

Ash - Aww, aww, aww! You sweetheart you. The words just tumbled out...I don't even know where that phrase came from...other than my heart. I'm so glad you're here.
Smithery - That means more than I can express. I know I read it several times a day and still love it. You're a darling man to come back to comment. What a doll.
This is lovely ... just lovely.
Trig - My, what a lovely smile you have. : ) Thanks for reading this, hun.

JK - I really appreciate that; it has been lovely to feel...
Cathy - That is sweet of you to say. I'm going to have to call it a tie.
:)
Your stunning heart? A perfect place to be my lovely friend.

A shelter of love and warmth, of beauty and tenderness.

A place to wrap myself into, to find peace, love and happiness.

Oh how lucky those are, who are already there.

How incredibly lucky.
Bobby, my darling friend. That was so beautiful of you to write. You know you're in my heart, too. You've been there from almost the first moment I posted here. So special... :)
So beautiful - just like you.
Duaneheart - You are so special. I appreciate the PMs regarding this poem and my heart. You are a darling friend and I can only say thank you. (Oh, and I can also say that the other person stealing my nickname better back off.) There, all done. ;-)
How is it that this poem breathes new life to me every day? That these feelings grow immeasurably with every breath?
Because it's from the heart, my dear :)
And you...would know, my dear :)
You're such a sweet, sweet lady. You deserve the best life gives and i just wish I could be there to give it to you.
Bobby, sweet friend, you do a perfect job exactly where you ARE. Your encouragement to take care of myself has done more than you know. You've had my best interests at heart and your advice has helped change my life. Thank you, hun.
So sweet. What a lovely way of expressing love for another. Sigh..
rainee - Thank you for those sweet words. I can't wait until the next poem; it's still being written in my heart.
Something told me I might find you here again~
I'm not leaving 'til you do~
I'm not going anywhere ;)