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Poems By Body Positive Readers

June 2001

A Rose Among Weeds

Forgive me my tears upon your
   &nbsp departure . . . and the ones
   &nbsp I shed unbeknowst to you,
   &nbsp while I remained.
For I cannot help but cry
   &nbsp when overwhelmed.
   &nbsp And overwhelmed I am.
I have seen the beauty of a
   &nbsp soul with a love of life,
   &nbsp an innocence and shyness
   &nbsp which I had never known,
   &nbsp and had long since ceased
   &nbsp to believe existed.
I keep with me the knowledge
   &nbsp that you did exist.
That is some consolation.
You were real.
For a short while,
   &nbsp you were mine
   &nbsp to share love with.
I need that peace again,
   &nbsp having been denied it
   &nbsp this year.
Oh, my love, I cry.
   &nbsp I cry in the joy of having
   &nbsp known you, and the sorrow
   &nbsp of your having to leave.
I liken you unto an oasis
   &nbsp in a desert. Can I be
   &nbsp blamed for wanting to
   &nbsp remain in your presence?
You were a flag blowing in the
   &nbsp wind, changing directions
   &nbsp as swiftly and quietly as
   &nbsp the breeze that guided you.
You were as a child
   &nbsp watching the rainbow,
   &nbsp anticipating the happy times
   &nbsp following a storm.
You accepted my love,
   &nbsp and in your way,
   &nbsp gave love back to me.
Should I find myself wandering,
   &nbsp and stoop to find a rose
   &nbsp nestled amongst weeds,
   &nbsp I shall be reminded of you.
And again, I shall probably cry.

-- Edward


Life Hurts & Thank You

As you read this it took many, many miles.
This poem comes from the heart which is rare.
I hope this poem brings you lots of smiles.
I want you to know that I truly care.
I know in the past that all I had was greed --
But now I give you warmth and joy.
God has touched my heart to do a good deed,
Like a kid with brand-new toy.
I never knew we could have a strife --
Maybe it had to be done;
But it brought us back to life.
I'm sorry that I had to be the one.
You showed so much love to me --
I'm glad that's the way it had to be.
   &nbsp I never thanked you
   &nbsp For bring me into this world.
   &nbsp And being there for me.
   &nbsp    &nbsp Life does hurt, but
   &nbsp    &nbsp Thank you mother very much.

I'd like to say thank you to a very special person. I'll never forget what you did to help me through the years by trying to push me to be a better person in life. Love always, your son,

-- Glenn Jason Longstreet


In Memory of Luke

You closed your eyes, and I said goodbye
As tears rolled down my face;
I held your hand as you died
Wishing I could take your place.

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Farewell my lover and my friend
As you journey on ahead;
One day I'll see your face again
Our love will never be dead.

Four small letters took you away
Now a year has gone by;
But as I start another day
I continue to wonder why?

-- Joseph A. Sconyers III


Back to the June 2001 Issue of Body Positive Magazine.


  
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