Never Underestimate Mothers 2012
06 May 2012 Leave a Comment
in 2012, love relationships, mother book Tags: confidence, how you were formed, mother love, mothers
Never Underestimate Mothers
“You have such pretty ears!”
“You’ve such a pretty nose!”
Phrases stick –
They pop up now and then
To reinforce a confidence
You didn’t know was present.
You had problems, your neuroses,
Yet two things you never had to think about
Were
Ear
And nose;
Hurdles you would never need to
Struggle over,
Scuffle through.
So if your mommy gave you
Any words of praise,
That phrase has tooled you
For the good.
Never Underestimate Mothers 4.13.2012
Mother Book; Love Relationships;
Arlene Corwin
Rules Of Separation 2012
05 Mar 2012 Leave a Comment
in 2012, love relationships Tags: love, new relationships, pain, separation
Rules of Separation
I didn’t know them,
Motives motleyed:
Start anew; save him pain;
I didn’t have a clue –
Became a stranger,
Never took contact again.
I’d left. I’d gone.
Is it not pain to meet again?
To chat, converse?
It surely makes the suffering worse.
Does one not fall into old patterns?
Argue about pasts, put blame?
You are no longer two.
What do you do
When you’ve moved on
To form a new relationship,
Begin a marriage, house, things, love?
I didn’t know that
You could learn to ‘chew the fat’.
I didn’t know that there are rules
Of separation one could learn.
And I repent – in flashes.
Rules Of Separation 3.5.2012
Love Relationships;
Arlene Corwin
06 Feb 2012 Leave a Comment
in 2012, birthday book, love relationships, special people special occasions
♥LOVING COUPLETS♥
2012
♥
GOOD NOT TO BECOME A STAR
OR BE TOO POPULAR.
WHEN REACHING SEVENTY AND FOUR,
NO ONE, INCLUDING YOU,
THINKS BACK TO TWENTY-TWO,
YOUR PRIME,
GIRLS CHASING ALL THE TIME
WHILE BREAKING DOWN YOUR DOOR
TO GET A GLIMPSE OF YOU
ONCE MORE.
LUCKY FOR THE PLANET EARTH
TO HAVE TATTOOED
UPON ITS FACE
A KENT:
THE BEST OF VIKING’S RACE.
♥
TO ALWAYS HAVE BEEN
LOVELY, QUIET, CLEVER KENT,
EVER PATIENT AND CONTENT,
CREATING THINGS FROM STICKS AND STONES,
NOT AFRAID TO BE ALONE,
HAPPY ON YOUR OWN,
CELEBRATING AN EVENT
OF TWENTY-SEVEN THOUSAND
AND TEN DAYS OF LIVING
IS THANKSGIVING OVERDUE.
HAPPY DAY OF BIRTH TO YOU!
♡♥♡♥♡♥♡
Loving Couplets 2.8.2012
Love Relationships; Birthday Book;
Special People, Special Occasions;
Arlene Corwin
Getting It Out Of My System 2011
02 Jan 2012 Leave a Comment
Getting it Out Of My System
How can she hope to get a man,
Keep a man? She talks too much.
Opinions, views, pretended or
Half-knowledge
About all – and more…
She will attract the mild, unsure
Or boorish, dumb,
With whom she’ll have no words in common.
Which [relationship] can last awhile,
But she,
Who has to have control,
Step in, decide
Know what is right
in every situation -
She, who needs to dominate
Without the insight that she needs
All in the name of,
“All I want to do is help”
Will always lose her man
And never un-
derstand
The reasons why.
‘I was speaking’…
‘Listen here’…
Confrontational each visit –
Makes me nuts: distressed and down
Long hours after:
But that’s my freely chosen option.
Getting It Out Of My System 12.26.2011
Love Relationships;
Arlene Corwin
A Poem Based On Anything 2011
07 Jun 2011 Leave a Comment
in 2011, love relationships, revelations big & small
A Poem Based On Anything
I was divorced
Before I knew I was divorced.
“In your own little world”
A friend observed.
There and taking part,
The heart
lay elsewhere:
Many wheres
Body moved,
Senses worked,
The flow of destiny unjerked
(just flow – accepted flow)
And waiting
All the while
For heart to smile
And set off inspiration.
A Poem Based On Anything 6.7.2011
Love Relationships; Revelations Big & Small;
Arlene Corwin
Secret For My Children 2011
07 Jun 2011 Leave a Comment
in 2011, love relationships, mother book
Secret For My Children
We want them to know we love them.
But mommies have secrets
That get in the way – may
Get in the way of their knowing
Our loving.
My secrets:
I don’t like to chat on the phone,
Need to visit. I can’t give advice
(I’m just harmlessly nice)
Knowing that I don’t know.
I love them to pieces,
Admire their choices
And destinies.
Private by nature
(not seeking out groups)
My secret is this:
Not visits, advising, discussing or asking;
Not peering and listening, buying and basking
In sunrays of family,
Skyping or phoning –
But loving, just loving
While being alone.
I know that you know.
I just want you to know.
Secret For My Children 6.7.2011
Mother Book; Love Relationships;
Arlene Corwin
Writing A Poem About Sex 2011
08 May 2011 Leave a Comment
in 2011, a sense of the ridiculous, circling round eros, love relationships
Writing A Poem About Sex
No paper around,
But round and empty spool at hand
(a cardboard spool for paper towels)
A ballpoint pen to fool around with – and with sudden
Thought, I reach the ballpoint at my right
And write a poem called Sunday Sex
With words like tantra, screw, and Kama sutra;
Supple, glad: A poem is made!
But where to place it in my files:
Eros? Nature? The Creative?
Love? Perhaps.
Computers, baths or vanities,
Absolutely not!
This Sunday sex, exquisite sex,
Pre-requisite to breakfast
Has to have the perfect placements;
One or many, it will stick out
In more books than you
Can shake a stick at.
Tantric dancing slow and quick,
Mixing techniques, loving tricks.
Brighter wick cannot be found
To pick one up a-Sunday.
Writing A Poem About Sex 5.8.2011
Circling Round Eros; A Sense Of The Ridiculous; Love Relationships;
Arlene Corwin
Always In Love 2010
11 Oct 2010 Leave a Comment
in 2010, God book, love relationships
I hope he doesn’t mind -
My friend, the priest,
The man of God.
He doesn’t sleep with women.
He has managed sublimation –
Sublime sublimation,
Rare and sweet;
A harmlessness I most admire.
He always loves;
Regularly, constantly.
“…in love” always.
In silly secularity I asked,
“Don’t you miss love?”
He said,
“I’m always in…”
Always in love?
Which one of us can utter,
‘…always’
Such capacity!
Regretfully, not one I know.
(In case you think I’m crowing,
I must tell you,
Not me
Either).
© Always In Love 9.24.2010 Love Relationships; God Book; Arlene Corwin
Somebody’s Second Husband 2010
22 Sep 2010 Leave a Comment
in 2010, circling round eros, love relationships, pure nakedness
Somebody’s Second Husband Ssh, it’s secret – Something between you And who. A second husband’s died. The obit does not talk about The man she knew - The archetypal macho who, When they were out walked steps ahead So that she never could catch up with him. Writing style eloquent, script feminine, Expressing what he never said: He’s dead. He told her once he wanted freedom – Freedom to live out libido. Would she leave (he’d kicked her out). She did. He’s died. You’d think she’d gloat. She doesn’t. When he’d ‘freed…’ enough, he pleaded, “Marry me! Come back”. She did. Except in bed, she never once felt loved: The tender side of macho-.ness. She left one morn. He carried on libidinously filming porn. It’s forty-eight years later. What to say? He’s passed away. Obituary? He, the revolutionary, Went right wing, supporting War by Bush. Pillar of his town, he’s gone - Out beyond. God’s waves His magic wand, And though she doesn’t - God knows where. © Somebody’s Second Husband 9/18 2010 Circling Round Eros; Love Relationships; Pure Nakedness; Arlene Corwin
Things Are Happening In Every Family 2010
10 Sep 2010 Leave a Comment
in 2010, circling round reality, love relationships
Things Are Happening In Every Family Things are happening in every family. Death, divorce; diverse Resources and recourses. You can’t flee, There’s no escape; You’re in the group’s continuum; And since there’s no life in a vacuum, Do the loop de loop - Be happy. ©Things Are Happening In Every Family 7.0.2010 Circling Round Reality; Love Relationships; Arlene Corwin
