
At a Distance
Although you may be absent, thoughts of you still linger.
I think you have my memory wound around your finger,
for though I find the lack of you totally endurable,
my memory suffers from a need that’s totally incurable.
Friends may think the distance between us is a pity,
and yet with one so erudite, so pithy, loyal and witty,
it seems you linger on even after you are bound
off to other regions—your presence a mere sound
heard over the telephone, imagined o’er the keys,
so I may have your company any time I please.
Relationships are more, my dear, than a simple presence.
Sometimes merely words suffice to conjure up your essence.
I am answering this challenge with a poem written in 2016–ten years ago. If you are still curious about this untypical relationship described in the poem above, read more about it HERE
and then HERE.
For Word of the Day Challenge, the word is Distance.
Relationships are not mere presence. So beautiful.
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I absolutely agree.
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👍🏼👍🏼👍🏼
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So touching ❤️
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Beautiful poem.
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Thanks, PV
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Very welcome Judy ❤️
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This is perfect, Judy mostly because I completely get it, being in a long-distance relationship, myself!
Lovely.
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Yep. Not “merely” at all.
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I meant it in its “without additions” connotation..not as a denigration. ;o)
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I’m in a similar relationship. All I meant was there is nothing “mere” about it. I had no thought of denigrating anything, minimizing, or even adding anything. Such a relationship is real and major and cherished. I’m sick of words, Judy.
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;o)
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