[I had a title and then forgot it…]

Last week I wrote a poetry-type piece.

I was VERY surprised by the reactions. There wasn’t a huge number of comments, but I did get a lot of e-mails and chat inquiries.

“Was it real?”

“Who was it about?”

“You? Poetry?”

And, being me, in many cases I gave the sketchiest of replies.

I was genuinely amazed by the level of interest. Not that people read it — as I have a kickass group of readers/blogfriends — but that people were so curious.

I think that played into me being less than forthcoming in replying to their questions. It made me put the privacy shields up.

But, the bigger reason was that I didn’t want to mess with what I thought had turned out to be a pretty effective post, by letting people see behind the curtain.

It is what it is, you know?

“Well, I hope that she at least knows that it is about her, jerkass.”

Maybe.

If, you know, there is an actual she.

Maybe she read it.

Maybe one of her friends figured it out immediately.

Maybe there was a perfect opportunity to discuss it, but ringing phones and visitors transpired to put a screwing into that.

Maybe when too much time had passed, it became an awkward subject to again broach.

Maybe I’m a giant wuss.

Maybe not for the obvious “fear of rejection” reasons.

Maybe I didn’t want the reality of logistics or common sense to ruin the moment.

Maybe there are so few really pure experiences in life that when they appear, they should be celebrated.

Maybe some special moments in time should be marked, but not dissected. Highlighted, but not questioned. Enjoyed, but not stressed over.

And ALWAYS appreciated.

Maybe some people just deserve to have a blog post written about them.

Or maybe it was all just about a guy and the perfect slice of French toast.

Maybe if it was about you, you’d know.

Maybe.

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  1. Jay says:

    I don’t see why we should keep our secret any longer; it’s time the world knew about us. Maybe.

  2. jazz says:

    you are so creative that i just assumed that it was one of your made up confections.

    you don’t often talk much about yourself over here. you have a lot of characters here we get to meet…

  3. Amber says:

    I have no idea how you managed to add mystery and intrigue to an already mysterious and intriguing poem – but you did.

    Very well done! :)

  4. Steph says:

    You are such a tease!!

    Poetry is incredibly personal though, and I admire you for putting it out there.
    I hope the girl in question gets the chance to appreciate it.

  5. cdp says:

    found you via indie bloggers, and may I please offer my deepest appreciation for the Blind Date post?

    umm . . . hilarious. seriously hilarious. very nicely done.

    kudos!

  6. Cait says:

    Maybe, just maybe, I figured it out. It’s about me. I know.
    I actually liked the poem for what it was and didn’t feel the need to ask questions. It sort of ruins it for me. It’s like that with any poetry.

  7. colonel eggroll says:

    “Maybe there are so few really pure experiences in life that when they appear, they should be celebrated.

    Maybe some special moments in time should be marked, but not dissected. Highlighted, but not questioned. Enjoyed, but not stressed over.

    And ALWAYS appreciated.”

    So true. Great post.

  8. The Stormin Mormon says:

    Damn it, now I just want French Toast…

  9. Airam says:

    Hmmm … things got a little more interesting.

    I wonder what she would say/do if she read it.

  10. Mood Indigo says:

    your writing, and reflecting, is getting better and better!

  11. Peter says:

    portland: I just… wasn’t sure if they were ready.

    jazz: Maybe it was made up.

    amber: Thanks! I’m a friggin’ mystery.

    steph: If I had realized it was poetry BEFORE hitting “publish” I might not have done it. Ehhh. I probably still would have.

    cdp: Thanks so much! And I appreciate you dropping in.

    cait: I’m with you. I like to put my own spin on things I read. Maybe because I am a raging egomaniac…

    colonel eggroll: Thanks so much!

    stormin’: Crap. Now I do too.

    airam: I try to keep it interesting for you loyal blogfriends.

    megan: Thanks! It still feels a bit weeeeird.

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