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“you are my weakness”

i mean no offense

the only one
allowed to destroy my vip for life
carving out salivating annihilating
all that i believed my core stood for

i mean no offense

the only one
allowed to mislead the virgin in me
i had since birth been treasuring
inside this rapidly aged and aging body

i mean no offense

the only one
allowed to trash my inborn naiveté
cherished not merely a summer or a winter
but for four seasons arriving each year one by one

i mean no offense

the only one
allowed to put me on hold
time and time again
on and on…and on

with hope-robbed mercilessly grueling
heart-to-mind mind-to-heart lectures
having me wait on call in infinite shifts
none of those cruel hours reaching an end

then to make known
i’m sorry  you are not worth
to alter life for
what on earth for

i mean no offense

the only one
to come to my defense
erecting back the pieces
from their deepest depth

was

. . .

no not you my unforgettable first love
no not you my youth’s handsomest nth suitor
no not you my unfortunate partner in marriage
no not you my last gentlest purest love

i mean no offense

. . .

you on the other hand
yes you the one and only self
are my weakness at its worst
and my strength at its best

you are finally caressed
in the same tenderest way
i tirelessly tended to my lovers
having given you frivolously away

you are loved the same at last

©hülya n. yılmaz, 2.1.2017

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Silence amid “Severe Weather” alerts

For the last couple of days, I have spent priceless moments with Gulls, ducks, Squalls, euphoric waves of Lake Erie, thick-sand-fly arounds, snow-storm-wannabes, icicle-touch-like misty air, a scalp-biting cold, the indecisive Sun, the Hide-and-Seek-Moon and we-prefer-to stay-dry-stars. Amid a mesmerizing collection of exquisite flavors of human interaction to sate the most selective heart, offered by complete strangers.

None of what I say above is make-believe. I have been on one of my yearly short trips to my most precious destination: Silence. Of the familiar. To better hear what is resonating, unearthing, asking, even singing and dancing outside…

Having just come back, with my body’s endurance being what it is, I will leave my favorite life source now and seek some physical rest -away from my desk. There is so much more, though, that I would absolutely love to share with you. About this traveling endeavor and on other matters involving us all. So, I will be back. I hope you will too.

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