My Poetry:

All

I have given of my heart often
sometimes in pieces
(by choice, or natural caution)
others in full accoutrement
but always with the purest intent
And it has been treated in as many ways
as the number of women to which it was given

Those who took the pieces--
(they couldn't have handled more
emotionally or physically)--
and those who took the whole--
(they wouldn't have settled for part)--

all treated it
I guess
as well as they were able
(or cared to)

And although none thought it enough
to hold on to
(in fairness the timing was always tragic)
All returned
(and all in pieces)
less than was borrowed

yet really.. all did me a favor

Because a muscle
broken down
then repaired
only grows stronger

And I know
that the One who seeks the shelter
of this now empty, pulsating chambre
Will need that hardening
to tenderize
to make it home by giving

And I know she waits
as empty now as I
yet as knowing
that nothing should ever be given back
less than it was taken...

JMc aka Cygnus

Polyamory

So, which one of your parents do you love? That's right-- which one?

Ok, silly question; let's try again.

Which one of your children do you love? Which one of your siblings? Which one of your spouses? Which grandpa--

Whah? Whaddya mean, "Hold on!"?

Why? Why is the demographic of spouses different? Where do the rules of love say that it is possible to love more than one child, more than one parent, more than one of every other type of human socio-relationship conceivable, but only one other partner when it comes to that aspect of our being? Where? Why?

I used to have major jealousy issues. I won't bore you with long, drawn-out details, but 'round about eight years ago I was offered major philosophical-changing epiphany about that four-letter word, LOVE. It's only limited by jealousy and societal conditioning.

There are enough words in the Universe for us to share our thoughts, fears, feelings, dreams and emotions with each other. Even though words are a finite source, their intent is not... even if we use the same words twice, we don't lose potency of meaning. They're renewable sources... still as effective at communicating their second say-- maybe even more so, with trust being built as the words become manifest action.

The same is simply not true of the raw feeling or emotion or state of love; it's merely seeking expressive, succinct communication via codification . I mean, do the words EVER fully express the depth of an honest "I Love You"? No way, dude. Not even close.

Nope; the limitation ends with the words. Or more accurately, seems, begins with them.

[The State of] Love? INFINITE.

I sincerely would LOVE feedback on this issue from the Pagan community. Link away, steal the idea and forum about it on your blog... whatever. I stand solid in love with three (non-family) individuals currently incarnate, so my opinion likely won't sway, but I want to hear from you-- agree, disagree, or waver...

Health and farewell!

Cygnus

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Post-scriptum: I speak of love as a State. My personal belief is a that our Soul already exist is States of love with Others. We "fall" neither "in" nor "out" of love. We're already there, and luck or fate to stumble upon our Others. There's an automatic Knowing when you meet (or at last Recognize-- oft the timing is not synchronous!) the Other(s). But that's fodder for another day...