Wednesday, March 26, 2014

Not Speaking the Language of Love


Radar Hill at Sunset

It is as if we are 
speaking 
two different languages.
You say how you  
perceive things,
and I hear you,
but I also know
another side
to the story
that you think
only you have written.

There is the language of blame
and the language of love,
the language of youth
and the language of age.
Between them lies
the Grand Canyon
of the human heart.

You pull up the drawbridge.
Above the crocodiles in the moat,
I sadly wave.
I cannot reach your tower.
I have to let it go.
But you can look out,
on any day,
and see me standing on the bank,
patiently waiting.


posted for Laurie's prompt at Poetry Jam : Let It GoI will also be linking it to  Susan's Mid Week Motif at Poets United : bilingualismI am so tired and over-loaded, I was thrilled to be able to connect a few thoughts for both prompts!!

35 comments:

  1. Yes, I picture those languages like walls of bricks with the "grand canyon of the human heart" perceived differently by each.But the situation of the one in the castle vs. the one on the shore is unique. The one in the tower has more power to chose to look, to rise above, while the one on the bank is already giving.

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  2. Ah, so wise, Sherry..patience....seems,I had more of it before...smiles

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  3. perceptions and reality are a hard bridge to cross...if we believe a certain way, a certain thing, geting us to change our minds and attitudes...its hard...esp when one is unwilling to see another side....

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  4. Oh, I love this, Sherry... our hearts as the Grand Canyon.

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  5. the Grand Canyon
    of the human heart. - This is excellent, the void that needs to be filled. Really love the emotion and hope.

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  6. Wow, Sherry! This poem really speaks to differences that can occur between people. How differently people see things, and some people can look at life in only one way. It is very sad, however, when the language of blame gets in the way of working through differences. And I hope you will, sooner rather than later, be seen waiting on the bank.....patiently.

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  7. I love this. I feel it gives the message of patience. Thank you!

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  8. great imagery lovely lines expressed

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  9. The metaphor of the canyon, drawbridge and tower are spot on ~ There are always two sides of the story ~

    Grace

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  10. wow! nicely done! thank you!

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  11. I've stood on the banks of wishful thinking. A strong piece Sherry. Funny our titles for our poems intersect

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  12. I am sure that it is difficult to communicate with and understand someone who 'pulls up the drawbridge'. I hope that the other person can feel you are puzzled but still ready to wait, and that they appreciate your gesture.

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  13. wise "take" on relationships


    ALOHA from Honolulu
    ComfortSpiral

    =^..^= <3

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  14. Wow. That Grand Canyon of the heart can be pretty hard to get over--and even to see over--we get so entrenched in its depths. Thanks for this - really well done and without rancor. K.

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  15. Oh, I really like what you did with this prompt. Very original, and love the imagery. And it is all so sadly true - I know I have a huge moat around my heart! :)

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  16. this is intense...how beautifully you've combined both the prompts...brilliant..

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  17. Oh what an idea...to bring the two facets together..and let me congratulate for your briliance

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  18. the best things are those understood without a spoken word! very beautiful!

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  19. As (i think) the person in the tower it is comforting to know that a kind loving soul maybe on the bank patiently waiting..tenderly written

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  20. I should say 'a' tower - it's not all about you Charlie Brown! as Snoopy might say (silently) ;)

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  21. Human relationships are a minefield of dissent whether in the tower, on the bank, wherever.Opposing views and beliefs exist and unless a compromise can be reached to agree to differ, live and let live with freedom of speech and thoughts then there is usually a parting of the ways.

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  22. You have to keep watch for those old crocks, wonderful write!

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  23. Indeed nicely done....thanks for sharing

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  24. That middle stanza really spoke to me. Oh how true that is...the gap between blame/love, youth/age. It is so hard to see/understand some things when we're young, but as we gain years (and hopefully wisdom) we narrow the divide to what our elders have tried to convey to us. Wise poem Sherry.

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  25. Oh, this bridge of meeting in the middle and nothing happens. The stand off...I hope love untangles this-the heart needs to be lifted and set free to roam!

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  26. This is wonderful! And those images, just exquisitely drawn, Sherry. A beautiful piece.

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  27. When you connect thoughts, you connect thoughts. I thought this was beautiful. Perhaps more so because it speaks loudly to me. Letting go is so hard. I have so much yet to learn.
    Sherry, I feel badly to hear you're so tired. I know you work so much harder than I, yet I don't even try to blog. My mind goes blank. I am tired too. The kids are draining my energy, the traveling is getting old real fast. Can't wait to get back to "normal". Miss you. Take care.

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  28. Sometimes all we can do is stand on the bank and patiently wait. If we don't move, they will be able to find us again when they are ready.

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  29. Sherry, sending love and light to hopefully help with whatever is burdening you. This poem reflects your usual brilliance:-) love that phrase the beween them lies the Grand Canyon that is the human heart...

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  30. Oh the language of blame can be so hurtful when someone just can't let go and forgive. It does divide people the size of the Grand Canyon. There are some relationships that can be repaired with love, and others that are just lost forever. Poignant & beautiful, Sherry. I hope you're feeling rested and renewed this Sunday :)

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  31. Beautiful poem, Sherry. I enjoyed reading very much.

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  32. Letting go of differences is often the hardest, I find. Thank you for sharing, Sherry.

    http://laurieandher20somethingpoetry.wordpress.com

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  33. Nice metaphors for when it is so hard to reach someone we love.

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