Force

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She is interested

And interesting
A person who cares
A personality that shares
She puts herself out there
Where no one else dares

I wrap my mind around her
with all of my might
Wrap my thoughts around her
and hold on tight
She sometimes comes unwrapped
and that’s all right
She makes every day
more interesting
And gets more interesting
with every night

 

She exudes her perspective 
Yearning as a mom. Learning to be an ex-wife.
She is resilient, but far from reticent
As she takes on this life
The expressive face. The reflective eyes.
Mirrors, to her struggles and strife
Her reactions are intense and instant
And, often, sharp as a knife

Forceful, but far from philosophical

She attacks her every day
Saying exactly she means
Should her edge begin to fray
Her mind just seems to know
What she needs and has to say
She is adamant in her intentions
And she invests them all the way

I’ve seen and heard it many times

With myself. With any friend.
The truest sense of what she means
The means in which she’ll send
Her voice may waver. Her choices are unwavering.
A point of view that doesn’t depend
Sometimes she breaks down easily
But seldom does she bend

 I was taken aback by her way
But only for the shortest while
I appreciated who and how she was
So much from her gut. So much guile.
Refreshingly real in her honesty
Stoic in neither substance nor style
I sit back, and I soak her all in
Look, and listen, and discreetly smile

She is interested

And interesting
A parent who intensely cares
A partner who intently shares
Puts herself out there
When no one else dares

I wrap my heart around her
with all of my might
Wrap my arms around her
and I hold her tight
A force, she keeps me rapt
and that’s all right
She makes our every day
more interesting
And I am more interested
in every night

 

Gull

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Gull

I watched the determined seagull
holding its own against the wind
seeming to hover in place

A stalemate battle of wills
with the teeth of the harsh wind
opposed by the gull’s flying grace


No urgency of flapping wings

neither the blustery force of nature
nor the game gull to be outdone

A level exchange of to and fro
each showing a mutual respect
for the obvious strength of the other one


I was transfixed by this encounter

until the stiff breeze graciously subsided
as the sun filled the September sky

The seagull quickly turned to soar away
satisfied with its lofty endeavor
wind assisted in its effort to fly

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