Our Human (Non) Fiction

Just a little poem for today, for my friendly readers.  Deriving a little heart in motion life experience and capturing it in verse.  Posting on the fly.  Busy day but always content to share a little something.

Our Human (Non) Fiction

It is passionately argued about

and dissected

the idealistic misconceptions

of our devilish, even submissive alliance

by those incapable of languorous consequence

Perhaps I have become willfully naïve

to their hard realism masked as

fake pleasantries

maybe even adverse to the quarrel

since imaginative love is never predictable

and is a prerequisite of earnest hope and

derives the benefits of animated optimism

The wrangle gives me quiet in the cacophony

it legitimizes and celebrates the need

to be still

to reflect

to be sensitive

it awakens the spirit to generosity and curiosity

the kind to be examined with clear eyes and intention

Sharp tongues and Opinionists wish to diminish us

lead us astray and up-end our essence to ephemeral

make us become less than the sum of our parts

It may be true that the splendid account

of our union is openly revisionist and subject to

interpretation by romantic poverty

but by the grace of my heart

by the bate of my breath

you were the highest of my

human experiences

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Ponder the subject of your highest human experience and perhaps challenge yourself to frame them in a poem of your own and read it aloud to them.  Wish I had done the same with this one.  Perhaps next time.

In propinquity,

Nic