Friday, March 17, 2006


Sometimes I look and can't believe that you saw me when I was too scared to see you....

She knew He long before she looked up into his eyes that day. she knew that he was coming... that he would demand much of her, and require nothing of her. So she played the hide & seek game of her youth even though she appeared to many as an adult. She hid in relationships with any man that was not He. She disappeared behind clouds of weed smoke, and in the bottom of uncounted martini drinks.... and yet like in that game she loved so much as a child some part of her yearned to found, in spite of her fear, to be seen by the searching eyes.. a titling of laughter here tied to fleeing shadow to let him know he was close and that she could be right around that corner.

So when she should have looked up into his eyes that day with awareness....she choose instead to hide. She hid behind her smile and put into the universe her thought..."dont see me"

5 comments:

  1. uuum, i like ur writing style but i prefer to read ur blog and hear what u've been up to. can u keep a separate blog for this type of stuff and use the days of oyo for life events.

    thank you,

    ---a concerned reader

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  2. ...stop playing...u didnt know that 'anonymous' was really me. you may have guessed or thought it but u didn't REALLY know.
    :)

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  3. Well, I love the poetry. I didn't know there was this side to you. Perhaps there's much I still have to learn about you.

    Need I remind you that your last post was a week ago. Feed the baby, dammit!

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  4. don't get me wrong, i love the poetry, prose and short stories too.

    its just that being so far from home, when i log into Days of Oyo I wanna be able to read what's going on in ur life.

    i still think my suggestion for a blog dedicated to the 'poetry plus' is a good idea...

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  5. maybe it is what I have been up to ;o)

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