triad

She held out her hand, after she had drawn the sun
where the blues outshown, the reds
And then her thoughts wandered to the
Basic Triad of relationships:
Respect
Love and
Lies
You can never love without respect
You need to love and respect to love
then there are the lies
In case one is missing for glue.

So, as the mud clings to my feet
Now, so heavy with the ills of
Life that I can hardly breath
And the backlog of emotion
Is spilling along the way.
others get the spray of my
Pain and their colors seem to vibrate
With the mix of reds and blues
And purple reigns
Nothing royal
No throne
No kingdom
Nothing

Listening garners respect
Talking requires a listener
humanity wants to be heard and be believed
Without being constantly questioned
Life should not, nor have to be a debate
Or as a requirement, to prove all that is said.
So, believe

Commitment is a requirement of love
Being there during life’s moments

one way, is divisive, lonely,
And depreciating to the desires of a loved one
Our lies are the paste:
We lie, we do not care
We can take it
We will make the other person better
By reflection or presence
We lie to ourselves, the greatest lie to all
About what value this life really has
Or the other persons life, realizing
Their value we imposed to make
Them seem more palatable,
And our life decision of choice, not so
Ridiculous.

as the mud clings to my feet
Now, so heavy with the ills of
Life that I can hardly breath
And the backlog of emotion
Is spilling along the way.
others inadvertently receive the spray from my
Pain and their colors seem to vibrate with the emotion
yielding
A mixture of reds and blues
And purple reigns
Nothing royal
No throne
No kingdom
No subjects
Nothing

All art and verbiage are @ olives and you 2009-2012 unless otherwise stated.