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ill

Her love for him had never been an act of will

she could no more control it

than anyone can always avoid becoming ill

nonetheless there was a thrill to it

that certain ‘tell me not to and I will do it’

it was wrong and she knew it

but couldn’t help herself. 

At least with disease there might be a pill you can take

a syringe they can fill and empty into you.

Then you simply pay the bill and get better.

But this bug wouldn’t let her seek a remedy.

The thought of that chilled her.

She knew she would not let the doctors

remove this pain

would rather they killed her

like Romeo and Juliet.

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  • gnosisonG silver member
    August 15, 2006

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    The other side of Love

    Obssessive behaviour is of course something we lachrymose, faint-hearted denizens of SharePo know absolutely nothing about.
    Ahem.
    Nevertheless I feel for the young lady`s plight and I hope she won`t chose (has chosen) the Romeo Juliet option. It seems to be of someone you are aquainted with, Windhover, which as always wears well when you write of what you experience thru the eyes of others (and do so so well might I add).
    Mr Spock, perched munchkin-like on my right shoulder informs me of a slight logical inconsistency. Ro and Jules weren`t exactly killed. Didn`t they commit suicide?
    But there, I`ve swatted aside the annoying pedant.
    At first I thought you were talking of drug-addiction (the pill pic perhaps?), but I suppose that`s just my own dark neurosis colouring my perceptions.
    As always
    Regards and cheers,
    gG
    Ps: Let me know if you think my pic on Placenta is a turnoff for potential perusers.

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    • Windhover silver member
      August 15, 2006
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      They died- it was romantic- everyone says so ! OK?

      Tell Mr. Spock to stick to writing baby books - I never let referential accuracy spoil a good story!
      Not like you to focus so incisively on content gG - we're not running a soap-opera here! You didn't even notice that 'ill' appeared 9 times in 16 lines and everyone knows 9/16 is the answer to the Universe !
      And then you made me go and look at your dreadful placenta pic! Sic transit .. should have bought a Hi- Ace !
      Thanks for reading and commenting as always .
      It's been a pleasure ( I think )  >W<

  • Terry-too
    August 27, 2006
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    Obsessive compulsion

    --is indeed an illness, mental illness, when viewed by an uninvolved observer...quite different to the person trapped within its confinement.  There is a dichotomy there that ventures into psychiatry.

    I wish I could say more--someday may add to it--but must leave it as a mere comment.
    Terry

  • emma cameron
    August 28, 2006

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    I'm a bit lost

    when reading the poem I thought I had it sussed.The destructive love one person(usually a woman) may have for another.Then I read the comments about OCD and thought I have completely missed the point.
    My view at first was to indentify with this destructive kind of love, not personally but because of friends and family who have been in this kind of relationship.However  even if my interpretation is incorrect, I enjoyed it bcause to my mind it sums up perfectly this self-destructive love.
    Regards Emma

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    • Windhover silver member
      August 28, 2006
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      No you're not

      I don't try to be mysterious in my writes but I DO like to hear how differently they can be interpreted. Between yourself and myself your interpretation is very much on the money. And even if it wasn't I'd be so glad to know the poem 'worked' for you. Thank you for commenting.