musical selection: barbara streisand|the way we were
an experiment

i am connected to you
undoubtedly,
i know you are
connected to me too.
but, has this always been?
will it always be?
or have we walked into
a territory not suitable
for broken hearts
and broken minds?
i wish i could do the math,
make my head learn
to love the numbers
of us as it does the
psychological aspects.
but i am a seeker of words
relational to the heart
not equations found
inside my head.
i have made no promises
but my word was given —
you would know love
until i could no longer
show you, tell you.
and you did.
you always will.
drifters carry little baggage
and we have far too much
of it weakening our backs.
neither of us
willing to strip away
the parts that helped
to make us whole.
i say, in the secret spaces,
“were we always the way we were
or were we who we are now — unable
to see it all before?”
i haven’t found the answer.
i hope i never will.
Originally published in The Junction via Medium.
This is everything… “were we always the way we were or were we who we are now — unable to see it all before?”
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Thank you for reading, Lisa. 😊
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Very welcome, Tre.
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This is probably one of the best things you’ve ever written. It’s magnificent. I don’t know if you know but Streisand is my hero. I adore her. You did an amazing job of using that line to say and question something we all wonder about those ties. The lines about the drifter weight on their back, almost brought me to years. Just when I think you can’t get better, you do. You are a superb writer of poetry. I don’t say that about many people. But you really are. This blew me away. It mad me wonder about the very truth of relationships and connections. And if the way we think we were, we ever were. Incredibly written Tre.
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Hey, you. Thank you, really. Thank you.
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I co-sign with everything TheFeatheresSleep said. This is exquisite, trE.
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Haha. Thank you, Barry.
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Ah… the mysterious ways we evolve as individuals and in our relationships with each other. Very relatable.
This part is my favourite:
“but i am a seeker of words
relational to the heart
not equations found
inside my head.”
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Thank you, Mags. 💙
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You’re most welcome, Tre. 💚
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Wow, I really liked this one Tre! PS-thank you for once again being my cheerleader on Medium, highlighting some of my storylines. I have been having some issues, as you know, hopefully I have them straightened out. Thanks again!
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You are so welcome! It’s my pleasure! Thank you!
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Love the last sentence!! An insight. No point in analysing.
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Thank you for reading, Petru!
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🙂
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“But i am seeker of the words..”..your words are always simple, raw and pure along with some profound aspect.
I am totally loving this one, tre!
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Thank you, Devika! I appreciate that, really.
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I love this piece in its entirety! And these lines
“drifters carry little baggage
and we have far too much
of it weakening our backs.”
is the essence of everything. Lovely writing. I really enjoy it a lot, milady
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Thank you kindly, Tien!
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