Tag: Friend

Ends Meet

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Where our ends meet
We recognize each other, 
I to I,
Eye to eye, 
We mirror,
We perceive the other,
To understand, 
To recognize,
To accept,
To appreciate 
Each other, 
Sharing our intimate thoughts,
As if they are our own,
With clarity, we separate 
But know we shall again return, 
To this sacred connection,
For despite interruption
We are one;
our ends meet.

Attention

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I appreciate
The time and attention gifted
To me
And about me;
I have never known
such tender attention before,
of simple presence,
Void of expectation,
To be heard and cheered on
By a friend,
And in part, a fan
Of me in my creative expression,
–My art in body and mind;
So, this is what it feels like,
Attention from the receiving side;
Blushing,
Humbled and grateful,
I aim to balance this
And the bloom of feeling
Stirred by the other
A magnificent being in their own right,
Who I yearn to still know better,
And to reflect
Their gentle affection
of attention
Back

A Friend

~ Vanessa ~ 3 Comments

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These are thoughts
Long sealed in
For fear they drive away
A friend.
I do not confide how their presence
Sets the soul at ease;
Why keep such a blessing to the self then?

Love is not just passion,
hearts and roses,
Love,
Was once upon a time
Hijacked
By wedding planners, Hallmark, Victoria’s Secret And Kay’s,
So thus we forget,
Or never learn
That even romance
Should start with a friend;
A friend
–perhaps it is thus why we tiptoe
Around showing these trusted,
Beloved companions and confidants,
friends,
Our Love.

May we be wise
And remember,
Only a friend
Can truly appreciate
A friend’s Love.

Philia: An Ode to Friendships

~ Vanessa ~ 2 Comments

At times I cannot see
My best friends
No, they are not imaginary,
I could not imagine such real,
Such complex,
So beautiful, intricately crafted,
Crafting,
Pieces of living art.

And for me they are the caring,
The loving,
The knowing,
The voices when advocacy is needed,
The silence when just
they
Are needed.

Their presence
Remains,
When all others depart.
They are the set-up
And clean-up crew,
They are the party and the
Private after party;
They are there.

Philia;
This love I feel
In the deep recesses
Of my heart and soul.
For these diamonds
That at times go unseen,
Their flaming shine
Goes unforgotten
In my mind.
And in my heart
These friends– their love, and my love for them,
They stay.