Handsome – A Tanka Poem

I love my Handsome
He is generous and kind
He has two inked arms
An amusing attitude
When he laughs I feel happy

~ Just L (November 25, 2018)

Author’s Note: The Tanka poem is very similar to haiku but Tanka poems have more syllables and it uses simile, metaphor and personification. There are five lines and thirty-one-syllables in a Tanka poem. Tanka poems are written about nature, seasons, love, sadness and other strong emotions. This form of poetry dates back almost 1200 years ago.

Next Time: Note to Self

Are you a romantic? Watch for clues that s/he sees life through this lens, too. Sunsets, landscapes, a room with a view. Do you see the glass as half full? Your positive vibes will be wasted. Don’t choose an ungrateful. If an adventurous partner is what you desire… Find one on a journey. Not someone in front of a TV. Do you collect memories and not things? Need spontaneity? Skip the one who is always working. Believe everything is better with a soundtrack? Check out their playlist. The classic compatibility test. Do you want an individual who is generous and kind? Are they courteous toward others? If not, never mind. Be truthful if you want possessions. Find someone that can give. If not, you’ll only become passive-aggressive. Do you love to go out? This idea doesn’t excite your date? Move on, don’t pout. Do you have a deal breaker? Lay it on the line. If not, you’ll resent it in time. Long for a person who is a little freaky? Let your freak flag fly. Don’t wait to reveal your secret in week 33. Is passion important to you? This is not something you nurture. Don’t expect it to materialize in the future. Do you value authenticity? This can be someone with integrity or a liar. Be careful what you choose to see. If you wish to be genuinely adored. Witness their love in action. If the evidence isn’t clear, it likely isn’t there.

~ Just L (November 19, 2018)

I’d much rather be me than you, dear

How does it feel that your supposed seriously committed boyfriend was cheating on you with me until I discovered as much and broke it off with him immediately?

When you continue, long after the fact, to convince me that he loves you, flaunting headless body shots and posting mean girl memes to make your point, isn’t that queer?

He is no prize. I discarded him for good reason. Congratulations on your win.

I’d much rather be me than you, dear.

~ Just L (November 18, 2018)

Author’s Note: There is nothing poetic about this.

Confident women set healthy boundaries. They aren’t afraid to walk away when something isn’t working and the thought that they won’t be able to find better or that they will wind up alone doesn’t cross their mind. They can quickly see when a situation is damaging and will remove themselves immediately. Only insecure people put up with treatment that is unacceptable, in large part because they feel that that’s what they deserve on some level. When you learn to value yourself, you will weed out anyone who doesn’t truly value you.

Their Smiles Betrayed Their Reasoning

They met on a beach
Not at home but not on vacation

Talked about life, relationships, and music
Found they had much in common

Nothing at stake they were vulnerable and open
Isn’t that the way it is in the beginning?

Over the months they made plans to reunite
And did on several occasions

Super Bowl, on holiday, birthday tattoo
Made a point to connect in every season

In between, plain texts gave way to kissing emojis
Interspersed with sweetie, babe, or hun

Each time they kissed goodbye
Just a little longer lingering

Acting as if it would never work
Their smiles betrayed their reasoning

~ Just L (November 17, 2018)

If You Knew (Mark My Words)

If you knew how he felt about you
Your posts of him may not be so sweet
He does not sparkle with pride
Surely your love is not so complete

If I knew about you
I may have saved myself the trouble
Simply loving my own fabulous life
Until the truth be told burst my bubble

If you knew what he did without you
Where his energy was every last moment
You may not be so boastful
Don’t think I don’t see your torment

Once I knew about you
I drew the line, as a woman of integrity
Immediately resetting my sails
Reclaiming my authenticity

If you knew how he spoke about you
Harsh words, a reflection of his heart
If you had any self-worth at all
You’d, too, set yourself apart

If only I knew you
I’d give you the wisdom of my age
No promise or bond is worth it
You’ll become bitter and full of rage

Mark my words.

~ Just L (November 14, 2018)

 

 

 

Holding Space For Love (for me)

For me,
It’s always about love
The action of
Choosing to
Not looking for
Falling in
Simply being in
Open to
Trusting
Holding space for
Again and again
For me

~Just L (November 5, 2018)

 

Author’s Note: My love for you was the most truthful thing I ever felt. Wiser, gentler, more vulnerable.  I approached each day and every situation anew. Certain we were brought together to be a force for love. And yet, love did not win.

Unrequited love can be survived in a way that once-requited love cannot. – John Green

Nothing Left to Say

He challenged the trivial
Without addressing his heart
“We’re all good”
“Why do you say that?”
“I’m just this way”
Picking specific words apart
When his lies were revealed
He had nothing left to say.

~ Just L (November 4, 2018)

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Author’s Note: He never cared to clear the air, you know. So, from my heart, memories of him and dreams of us, I let go.

Willa

The windows rattled but I was not shook;
Your strong arms, my protection.
Reminded of your house’s strong foundation;
I settled in to the kiss of rain’s affection.

As the waves crashed in this Cabo Corrientes cove,
We found our own native rhythm.
Skin to skin we crackled;
Was it the lightning or him?

You drug the boat back into the southernmost (of Bahía de Banderas)
In the calm of the morning light.
We headed toward the rainbow;
God’s blessing, our delight.

~ Just L (October 26, 2018)

Yelapa, Mexico, as we were alerted of Willa’s approach. Video courtesy of Romeo Tovar Chavarin.

Author’s Note: My great niece, Willa, turned 1 this month. Coincidence?

Don’t Tell Him

Don’t tell him I think about him as much as I do
He might get the wrong impression
Don’t tell him he makes me smile
Or his scent is my obsession.

Don’t tell him I’m smitten
It’s just a crush
Don’t tell him from afar, my heart swells a little
It’s too much.

Don’t tell him I find him unbearably attractive
He already knows he’s handsome
Don’t tell him he’s kidnapped my heart
He’ll hold it for ransom.

Don’t tell him I like to kiss (a lot)
He’ll attempt to make me swoon
Don’t tell him I’m catching feelings
It’s too soon.

Don’t tell him you think we make a cute couple
Because we do
Don’t tell him I dreamed about us already
He’ll think I’m crazy, too.

~ Just L (October 18, 2018)

Author’s Note: For Shane. He knows.