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Wednesday, November 20, 2013

Three Word Wednesday

Bitter, adjective: Having a sharp, pungent taste or smell; not sweet; (of people or their feelings or behavior) angry, hurt, or resentful because of one's bad experiences or a sense of unjust treatment; (of a conflict, argument, or opponent) full of anger and acrimony; (often used for emphasis) painful or unpleasant to accept or contemplate; (of wind, cold, or weather) intensely cold.

Manipulate, verb: Handle or control (a tool, mechanism, etc.), typically in a skillful manner; alter, edit, or move (text or data) on a computer; examine or treat (a part of the body) by feeling or moving it with the hand; control or influence (a person or situation) cleverly, unfairly, or unscrupulously; alter (data) or present (statistics) so as to mislead.

Tight, adjective: Fixed, fastened, or closed firmly; hard to move, undo, or open; (of clothes or shoes) close-fitting, uncomfortably so; (of a grip) very firm so as not to let go; (of a formation or a group of people or things) closely or densely packed together; (of a community or other group of people) having close relations; secretive; (of appearance or manner) tense, irritated, or angry; (of a rule, policy, or form of control) strictly imposed; (of an area or space) having or allowing little room for maneuver.

As the time draws near
The strings of my heart are tigthen
I dont want to feel bitter or manipulated

I knew this day would come
With tight heart 
I must say good-bye
With watery eyes

With hope in my heart
No bitterness there will be
I would love to manipulate one more night

No way to manipulate 
Neither of us bitter
Only thankful for our time
As I try to see you 
Just one more night

Tight is my heart as I must let you go
My heart heavy no bitterness do I hold
The manupulation of my heart
As I say this finale good-bye

The kiss that draws me 
With tight arms around me
Only wanting to manipulate the finale goodbye


Are good-byes hard for you?


Gilligan Maryanne said...

wow Bethe, you never seem to amaze more when you write poetry.
GOOD BYES are always hard on me,
having a few select friends in CALI my one friend and I had to walk away to keep that tear from showing...the owner hugged me and cried :(
leaving for CALI was rough esp when I turned and saw my dad crying...which I have never seen before....HUGS and thank you for coming back to blogging

J Cosmo Newbery said...

Good-byes are awful but better than leaving without one.

Sheilagh Lee said...

it's hard to say goodbye