Thursday, January 26, 2006

Unrequited

Wanting you,
the sweetest sorrow
that trembles on my soul,

Needing you,
the nettled bliss
that wraps about my heart,

Loving you,
the gentle pain
that gets me through the night.

10 comments:

Dennie McDonald said...

very good...

Savannah Jordan said...

Thanks Dennie! This was frome my teenaged angst years. :P I'v got a great hubby, but I just love the wording of this poem.

Dennie McDonald said...

I have a bunch like that - they are in my drawer right now - maybe some day...

Savannah Jordan said...

I still drag my poetry around like a blankie!

Michele said...

Whoa, really, from a long time ago???
When I first read it
the thought screamed
'Josiah!'

Think about it. "nettled bliss"
"the gentle pain", and "the sweetest sorrow that trembles on my soul"....
All are relevent.
Maybe you had a future vision??

All that aside. I liked it.

Savannah Jordan said...

Future vision works for me :) And you're right, it does smack of Josiah and her misery without him. Astute observation, my Dear.

Dennie McDonald said...

hey hey - I thought the same thing - really I did!

back to edits now! =)

Savannah Jordan said...

*cracks whip* Get to work you SamHellion!

Erik Ivan James said...

I like this. Works well for the feelings of either gender.

Savannah Jordan said...

Thanks, Erik! I'm glad that you stopped by, I recognize your name from Bernita's blgo :)

Mine is not ususally as thought provoking... *sigh*