please
don’t rush to fall in love or fall into anything.
there’s plenty of time for all of that.
until then, do more than exist.
remind yourself on every occasion
that you are still so young and that's a
beautiful, wonderful thing.
before you know it cynicism will come on
wings
and you will have to reshape yourself over and
over.
don’t wish for emotions.
long
for experiences, and hands that feel good in yours,
and the cold bite of winter,
you’ve got such a long while.
you’re not inadequate because you’re alone (not
lonely, mind the difference),
you’re not unattractive or boring or God forbid
unlovable.
breathe a little bit easier.
write yourself letters. make yourself CDs. and
take yourself out to dinner.
every inch of you is too fragile for the lust
of liars.
you will find yourself crushed under the weight
of it all.
all i know, is the only thing you should ever
rush in love
is falling into it with yourself
My friend writes
poetry about almost everything and her work is by far the most beautifully
worded, thought provoking and self-reflective poems I’ve ever read. Using media, she posts most of her work on
Facebook, Twitter, and sometimes Instagram.
I’ve known her for almost 8 years and her talent has continued to
impress me beyond words can express. I
save almost every entry and write quotes of the lines that stand out to me the
most (I bolded them in this passage). It
seems like no matter what I write about her work doesn’t amount to what I feel
when I read her poems as they pretty much speak for themselves needing no
further explanation or analysis.
I think the same
thoughts she writes about, but I have never really been able to state it so
eloquently. I have tried to sophisticate
my words and it almost always seems to backfire (like now). I’m not sure what it is but I don’t have an effortless
way with my words. Whenever I try, it’s
nothing compared to her way with words. It
stuns me that she can word such a simple situation into an incredible
line. Her ideas and suggestions are
simple but the way she expresses her thoughts on the subject inspire me to put
her words into my actions.
That seems
like the basis of rhetoric in a sense that her work subtly persuades others
to live and look at life differently. She
does this through writing about topics that are relevant to almost everyone and
in return they can relate, possibly gaining advice or clarification with that
subject. She doesn’t shove anything in
your face or make persuasion her main goal when she writes, but it happens
while you read her poems. That’s what I love
about her pieces. When I read them, it’s
as if there’s an outer force that comes over me because her words are so
powerful. Her rhetorical technique
exists even though that might not have been her intention in the first place,
but her work continues to impress me post after post.
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