Sleeping Dogs
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We
don’t always appreciate the effect our words and/or actions might have on
others, even loved ones. It is so easy to be well-meaning yet misunderstood. Yet,
if a relationship is worth saving it is worth fighting for, and all parties
should make time to talk things through…
I have
been let down badly by friends and family in the past (haven’t we all?).
Sometimes we have talked things through and grown closer. However, there have
been times when much, as I would have liked to talk things through, some people
only have ears for what they want to hear; any 'closeness' was but a mirage. I
dare say they feel the same about me. For all my faults, though, I am always ready
to talk things through…with people prepared to consider points of view other
than their own. It is rarely a question of who is right or wrong, but simply
bearing in mind that, just as we may easily hurt ourselves so, too, it is
easy to unintentionally inflict hurt.
The
better you know someone, the least likely you are to want to hurt them, and vice
versa. The closer you are, though, the easier it becomes to do just that. All
relationships need to be worked at; some people are simply not prepared to put
in the effort, or cannot see how or why they should, so never really get to know anyone that well.
In my experience, it is possible to pick up the pieces of a broken relationship (of whatever nature) once, even twice, but rare, indeed, is he or she who can find it within themselves to make the effort a third time; better then, perhaps, to let sleeping dogs lie than enter the fray yet again ...
Most friends and family members fall out from time to time, although if a relationship is worth having, it has to be worth saving; as always, it takes two to tango. In my experience, it is possible to pick up the pieces of a broken relationship (of whatever nature) once, even twice, but rare, indeed, is he or she who can find it within themselves to make the effort a third time; better then, perhaps, to let sleeping dogs lie than enter the fray yet again and put our own sense of well-being, not to mention physical and/ or mental health, on the line.
In my experience, it is possible to pick up the pieces of a broken relationship (of whatever nature) once, even twice, but rare, indeed, is he or she who can find it within themselves to make the effort a third time; better then, perhaps, to let sleeping dogs lie than enter the fray yet again ...
Most friends and family members fall out from time to time, although if a relationship is worth having, it has to be worth saving; as always, it takes two to tango. In my experience, it is possible to pick up the pieces of a broken relationship (of whatever nature) once, even twice, but rare, indeed, is he or she who can find it within themselves to make the effort a third time; better then, perhaps, to let sleeping dogs lie than enter the fray yet again and put our own sense of well-being, not to mention physical and/ or mental health, on the line.
SLEEPING
DOGS
Love may well
never die
nor friendship,
but sometimes
both may
well lie sleeping
within a
heart grown, oh, so weary
behind
eyes brought
to
weeping for all those things
not as we
would have them;
accepted,
understood, forgiven even,
and never
quite forgot,
but left
asleep in the arms
of every
dreamer
that ever
loved or had a friend
where
love and friendship
not
returned in kind, or even in part
if we
include untold damage
to the
heart, ignorance of some crisis
of all-inclusive mind-body-spirit
Ah, but neither love nor friendship
can fire those open only to self-interest
with the inspiration required
to subdue the flames of desperation
just long enough to enable
a reaching-out beyond abstract expectation
all but set in stone
that every opportunity needs must wear
appropriate regalia, leaving us free
Ah, but neither love nor friendship
can fire those open only to self-interest
with the inspiration required
to subdue the flames of desperation
just long enough to enable
a reaching-out beyond abstract expectation
all but set in stone
that every opportunity needs must wear
appropriate regalia, leaving us free
to spot 'spectators' (by any other name)
intent on having sport with us;
intent on having sport with us;
in time, may we come to appreciate
what (and who?) we're up against,
we family, friends
and would-be lovers
left
waiting at a gate we know
(only too well) may never reopen for us
(only too well) may never reopen for us
unless by whim of
a kinder fate
Awake, sleeping friendships and loves
stirring in quiet hearts every now
and then,
chance overcoming
feelings of rejection by those
who should have known so much better
than to doubt us, recalling
wistful might-have-beens left to fade
into some once-upon-a- time
for mind-body-spirit to turn now and then
like the pages of a fairy story
by Hans Christian Andersen, relating
brave new worlds for children
to carry into adulthood and spread the news
how love will endure and hate expire
if we let it, albeit any tale takes one to tell.
another to share, and that same pair (at least)
to leave lie but sleeping in the heart
chance overcoming
feelings of rejection by those
who should have known so much better
than to doubt us, recalling
wistful might-have-beens left to fade
into some once-upon-a- time
for mind-body-spirit to turn now and then
like the pages of a fairy story
by Hans Christian Andersen, relating
brave new worlds for children
to carry into adulthood and spread the news
how love will endure and hate expire
if we let it, albeit any tale takes one to tell.
another to share, and that same pair (at least)
to leave lie but sleeping in the heart
Copyright R. N. Taber 2005; 2013
[Note: An
earlier version of this poem appears in A Feeling for the Quickness of
Time by R. N. Taber,
Assembly Books 2005.]
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