a womans trust

When she looses her trust she no longer feels a strong bond.
With a strong bond you are all a woman think of.
When broken she opens her eyes in opposite to only have her eyes on you.
She directs her energy in another direction, focusing elsewhere.

Her trust should have been valued more.
It should have been in your interest to keep that beauty.. for something remarkably beautyful it is.
It is the best a woman can give.
It’s the best of her.



7 Responses to “a womans trust”

  1. 1 glandheim October 20, 2006 at 12:27 am

    This poem is so free-form that I’m not even sure it’s a poem. Under the loosest definitions, since it converys a strong, focused message, and words are emotionally evocative, I guess it tips the balance towards poetry, though I’ve read passages of prose recently that I would love to be able to write as poetry. This, to me, sits somewhere on the boundary between prose and poetry.
    That said I agree that trust is of paramount value in a relationship. Unfortunately, trust rests on truth and truth is difficult. I know that by being honest the way I view the world, I have harmed relationships where the other person views the world much differently.
    Here’s a concrete example with someone of the same sex as me. A friend asked if I minded him staying with me when he was in town. I said that of course I minded, that I was a near-hermit, and that I didn’t like anyone in my house, but the pleasure I got from having a friend visit outweighted the unpleasantness of having my home invaded.
    It was the simple truth, yet it has harmed our friendship to this day. He thought I was telling him not to stay with me, when I was actually telling him the opposite.
    One can value a woman’s trust more than anything else, and lose it by trying to be completely honest. One should not cast aside a strong bond when the whole issue could be one of semantic confusion.
    I probably could have said all of the above in 8 lines of poetry. That’s the great thing about poetry, isn’t it. So I guess I was wrong. What you wrote is definitely a poem.

  2. 2 solelyshe October 20, 2006 at 7:36 am

    Mmm.. things are easily taken wrong. It often is so when someone have problems understanding the exact meaning of ones words. Personally I don’t see anything wrong in your honesty because you didn’t say anything to try to hurt him, u just expressed your feelings which of I completely understand. You even wanted him there despite enjoying your privacy.

    About your comment on my poem. I am not offended and don’t see anything that should suggest that I should be. Every person has their own thoughts and feelings. And since I write what I feel, to me the poem means something. Everything doesn’t mean something to everyone.

  3. 3 glandheim October 20, 2006 at 4:21 pm

    I was reluctant to comment on your poem because I thought my comments could be seen as confrontational.
    1) I didn’t think your poem qualified as a poem.
    2) I was presumptuoous in assuming that what you wrote reflected your attitude.
    3) I was even more presumptious in assuming that I correctly understood what you wrote.
    4) Then I suggested that you were, not wrong, but perhaps not thinkging things through.
    After toning it down a bit, I made my comments.
    Afterwards I realized that your poem had triggered an emotional response to a relationship of mine that had gone horribly wrong, and that your words could have been hers. I was projecting (hate that expression) my situation onto yours.
    Thanks for making me think. Once again, all of the above contradicts my premise that what you wrote was not poetry.

  4. 4 solelyshe October 20, 2006 at 5:25 pm

    Glad you’ve come to your senses 😉

    What’s wrong with reflecting an attitude, not that I see an attitude. What’s wrong with my “attitude” according to you? I think you wrote out of your own anger for something that doesn’t really concern me, as you told me.

    Yes, you assumed to know, who can know exactly but the writer. We all do take things often how our own life make it seem.

    I don’t think anyone else can say what is poetry to someone else, actually. But, what I wrote.. I find it odd that it weren’t one to you, at first. Cause I believe most would see it as a poem. Must be as you explained… your own reasons, from your life.

  5. 5 solelyshe October 20, 2006 at 5:29 pm

    I don’t know what poetry is to others and knowing it still wouldn’t effect me. I write out from my own view/thoughts/feelings. And that to me is how it should be. Not saying my poems are great, just saying how I see it. Personal opinion.

    Why not write what comes out of you naturally, without concern of what others think. It isn’t an option to me, to be effected. Because I feel that I like myself the way I am, I like what I do, and that is something important and beautiful I have come by. And I will not lose it for anything. Only develope out from it, not change.

    I still didn’t find it confrontational. Cause I know everyone has their own opinions and I am not bothered.

  6. 6 whig November 9, 2006 at 2:40 am

    Thank you, I learned this the hard way.

    Before I was married, there was a woman that said she loved me, and then said she did not love me, because she had a boy friend and she loved him. And I knew him and he was my friend, but then he said bad things to me about her, and I said something to him that I should not have said. It was, I thought, so small and insignificant, but it caused her no longer to trust me, and that was the end of that.

    Okay, well it never could have worked out given the circumstances, but it was an important lesson anyhow.

  7. 7 solelyshe November 9, 2006 at 8:30 pm

    Mm that is often how we learn, the hard way. Ones older we can laugh at it, when young and in the middle of it it’s so hard sometimes.

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