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If I May Judge Men

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If I may judge men
which I may not
even if I do
I would always love the souls of the tender
and gentle hearts

the souls of those whose eyes see tears
in the morning rose
beauty in the shredded face
of the leaf
drifting in mud

I would always love trembling fingers
touching the dripping blood
of dusk
and would love the hearts
heaving in hollows of oceanic tides

If I may judge men
which I may not
even if I do
I would always love those mouths that struggle to voice
sobs of sorrow's accepting gratitude
I would always love those eyes that speak more
than fallible and untruthful lips
those ears that hear cries
of privacy of need

If I may judge men
which I may not
even if I do
I would always think of you
my love
and draw in fond memories
the sea
a ship
a clear sky holding the dying day
as an offer to the everlasting Dawn

Do not judge me
Love
for you may not
even if you do

but love me always
for always loving you


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Photo- and TopoArt: Myra 2008 Plettenberg Bay, South Africa -- Layers of Love at Dusk

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  • poet2angels gold member
    September 18, 2008

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    I love this!
    So beautiful and soft flowing...
    Lovely language and imagery...
    TY for entering this wonderful piece!

    Lynda


  • Cupcrazy
    September 8, 2008

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    Another gorgeous entry in this contest, you all have truly brought your best which doesn't bode well for me in judging This is glorious, emotionally compelling, it has a simple quiet strength which I find so beautiful. Great take on the prompt hun. Hugs, Bunny


  • Roaddog Wolf
    September 5, 2008

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    this is such a softly penned

    expression, deeply spoken with the eyes and perhaps with "struggled voice" BUT CERTAINLY penned with the talent of beauty flowing from your penning quill. Really enjoyed the read, wonderful poem


  • ten thousand cicadas gold member
    September 1, 2008

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    What powerful beauty you have penned. The repetition and the humility throughout makes this such an honest heart rendering. There is this wonderful lofty feel to this, which makes the impact of the personal love at the end that much stronger. So blessed to have read this!


  • Everwind Rising
    August 28, 2008

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    I like the way that this one made me think then switched gears into a personal type subject. The contrast is quite effective in making the ending of the poem (the personal subject of a relationship) stronger.


  • Mairi bheag gold member
    August 20, 2008
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    Jings! I mean wow... I mean...



  • Pamela A Lamppa silver member
    August 7, 2008

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    OH Myra! You made me cry. This is just simply beautiful from the beginning graphic to the very last word but here is where you etched into my heart forever:

    "Do not judge me
    Love
    for you may not
    even if you do

    but love me always
    for always loving you"

    Because - it just doesn't get any more tender than that. I will sleep thinking on this poem tonight. ~Pamela


  • sheltered
    August 7, 2008

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    I like how you used "shredded" and "dripping blood" and made them fit in an otherwise soft spoken poem from the heart. Do you have poetic tourettes? lol
    I like the last two lines best because simply stated they say it all.


  • donnz
    August 6, 2008

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    excellent

    I knew when I read this / why I always knew you loved me.
    What more can men ask?

    Thank you.


    • myrataal silver member
      August 6, 2008
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      Ah Donnz ...

      even if we should leave this realm, the echo of our words stay ... And thinking of you, and the lovely line owls of gray rue the day in your latest poem, makes me realize the IMPORTANCE of uttering the words "I love" ... Often we are muted, by those wounded, but: it is not LOVE that is wrong, it is the misuse and abuse of love ... Thank you for allowing me to say to you: I love you, my friend, knowing I mean every word in the purest essence of being.


  • leo2
    August 5, 2008

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    You could judge me anytime you want because I know you will judge my character and not my gender. And as for loving you..... consider it done M'Lady.


    • myrataal silver member
      August 6, 2008
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      Leo in Afrikaans we have words like beoordeel en veroordeel ...

      the first meaning to judge by merit and the latter to judge in rejection. I refrain from doing both. I see beauty in the soft naunces of seemingly insignificant moments. Character judges itself. Thank you for being a true and loyal friend.


  • Jalalbad gold member
    August 5, 2008

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    • myrataal silver member
      August 6, 2008

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      Ah Poetess ...

      what more can I ask than a bouquet of seven roses, as an expression of love and of friendship? Thank you, Rose Lady!


  • rite
    August 5, 2008

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    Judging isn't our greatest skill since we lack perception. From what we are capable of observing perhaps cautious images are all that we may carry inside our minds and hearts. Our ability to love is a magnificent talent, judged to shreds by incomplete and misguided observations. Still, the less we judge the more we are capable of loving. Ack,

    Chris


    • myrataal silver member
      August 6, 2008
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      Ah ... The less we judge ...

      the more we are capable of love ... Is that not a wondrous truth, Chris? For when we say: THIS I love it may immediately imply THIS I do NOT love ...

      And we often become elitistic, excluding potential beauty because of ignorance. What I do NOT love, Friend, is deliberate and relentless hurting of others. This I can state categorically. BUT: I shall not stop loving the wounded soul behind such action.


  • neurosine gold member
    August 5, 2008

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    A seemingly angry person, may become so out of compassion. A lonely eye may push away others, while appearing so attractive. And a shallow mind may speak great truths unwittingly. We delve into anyone, and when we understand them, we probably will love them. Too bad nature makes us have to be so picky and so choosy, or we would understand, we're all patriots of the same land, cosmopolitans...no matter how we pick and choose.


    • myrataal silver member
      August 5, 2008
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      You say it well, Poet ...

      and often we tend to overlook the softness for the beauty, unsaid ... but that cannot fool the compassionate, tender eye, that sees beyond.


  • DevonJM
    August 5, 2008
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    Beauty

    Is not only in the eye, but the heart of what the eye sees. And I love you for this. Very well Done. I am again very happy to see you and share your loving nature. In fact this inspired a poem for which I will post in a moment. Thank you Love, I hope you see such all your life, beauty.

    Love you,
    Devon


    • myrataal silver member
      August 5, 2008
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      Thank you, Devon

      You know me so well! But then ... you tend to look with eyes not of this world, for I am in this world, but not of here. Thank you for truly seeing me.

      • DevonJM
        August 5, 2008

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        Of course Mine

        I see you In any world. Heres a rose back to you

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