collage 8″x5″, February 2017
Another pantoum for dVerse
Terminal Velocity
Didn’t know you when we first met
You told me all on our first date
Both long single, our minds were set
We felt the pull, were deaf to fate
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You told me all on our first date
Your rap sheet, lovers, and AA
We felt the pull, were deaf to fate
I listened and said that’s OK
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Your rap sheet, lovers, and AA
So pleased you wanted to come clean
I listened and said that’s OK
As skeletons in my closet preened
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So pleased you wanted to come clean
Smitten by your guileless telling
As skeletons in my closet preened
Thought your ways would need no belling
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Smitten by your guileless telling
Convinced my bones were locked away
Thought your ways would need no belling
With love, our demons held at bay
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Convinced my bones were locked away
They danced and rattled at the door
With love, our demons held at bay
For you, your madness wanted more
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They danced and rattled at the door
They picked the lock and jumped for joy
For you, your madness wanted more
The shrouds of darkness grew to cloy
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They picked the lock and jumped for joy
I clawed apart what love we had
The shrouds of darkness grew to cloy
You lit the gaslight – both gone mad
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Despite two pits we knew were there
Yet blindly, as we wanted care
Denied and lonely tell our tale
In retrospect we knew we’d fail
Tao Talk 
Sounds like a situation of too much too soon Jade, and the weight that places on a relationship. Some things probably best left unsaid.
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Rob, you are so right.
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Great post 😁
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what a story this was Jade! like how you twisted the pantoum around, the first and last lines contradicting each other instead of reaching a resolution. life can be like that, we think we know everything about a person and feel confident it will work out but then something shifts and we find we knew nothing at all.
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Thank you, Gina. It was not an easy write.
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This made me recall a painful mistake I made once. It is so easy to be dragged into another’s tale of woe, and, as care-taking women, to want to help and heal. Very well done with its extended form.
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Thank you for being able to relate to it, Victoria. Tale of woe is a good way to describe it. I appreciate your kind comments.
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Great collage.
We often know there’s no good end, and yet we can’t stop. The images of the bones are very effective. (K)
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Kerfe, thank you very much for your feedback.
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