Lisa Jewell

If I turn to water
will
you collect me in a crystal receptacle
or
will you drink me?

Love that part. Beautiful.

your work I feel is “refining” itself, a great polishing going on.
This to me, speaks of Trust, will my essence be honoured, respected, treated well? I’m too precious to waste.

Beautiful work, Lisa.

you can’t help being spectacular my dear! and i just loved this bit:
you have to know
the wind directs my path
and
I ask you again
will you cyclone with me?
beautiful question – anyone would say yes!
x

These are questions that we ask of everybody. Will you love me? Will you possess me or make me a part of you? Will you hurt me or kiss me gently? Will you accept me for who I am? These are questions in which the answers unravel in the fullness of time. It’s a question of faith and trust and hope. My answer to all the above would have to be yes to all, for in our journey as best we try to be loving humans we will touch with both love and pain.

Man, you are amazing. xoxo

Forget the crystal receptacle Lisa, it would be smashed in the cyclone :-)

I’ll plant a cutting in my heart
And take a draft or two
I’ll cup my hands to save the rest
Then suck some juice from you
And in that spinning cyclone
You shall be the first
To drink my juice and water
To quench your drying thirst

A beautiful piece of penmanship Lisa, well done!

Every stanza just breathtaking – and I mean that literally. My heart caught in my throat for each question and all I could think is “Yes!! Yes, that’s the question!” Your paint the either-ors with such grace, Lisa – will you…? Magic in every single word. Now get this into your writing section – it’s too good to wither here in a journal!! Absolutely extraordinary!

Breathtaking. It’s like you get better and better. You’re so inspiring. I loved the entire poem but the very first stanza soeaks loudly yet gently. Xoxo

I have been told I am like a cyclone, and to be cought up in me tends to cause a motion sickness of sorts, perhaps with lasting effect.
I do believe I am immune to my own disease, so, if you need someone to spin with you with a built in immunity…I’m here. :)
this is beautiful.
so much so, you inspired me to repost one I posted long ago here…The Biting of a Ripe Avocado

xo

I am cycloning with you Lisa…LOL…you know how I feel about your work…I am so in awe of your style my friend..simply brilliance in this one..this is the type of poetry that just makes my entire body relax and sail away to places where pain is not in the vocabulary….you are so gifted my friend..

i like it and think its spectacular in its real-ness..

My questioning beauty… we are your servants of love and will love you till you no longer have to ask..
Amazing woman and friend, hugs from the land of big bears and big hugs.. I would refresh your sense of knowing, so that you will believe again. xxxxx

s u b l i m e

“I grew in earth not of my choosing…” I (respectfully) disagree 100%!
.
”... will you cyclone with me?” Like I have a fucking choice! ;)

beauty

will you keep
asking when our
answers
will split
the creation
atom

Great questions you pose, intimate in nature.

Wonderful writing Lisa….your mind is keen, your spirit free and your passion growing.

The problem with questions is that they need answers. I love how you bring everyone to the point of decision. Awesome write.

Who wouldn’t?
I love this!

A interesting slant to one’s state. Beautifully written.

I have a fridge magnet with these words ’ Bloom where you are planted ‘
That is the philosophy I choose to take, because I’ve suffered too much.

While I have a abrubt despair at times, a surprise almost, at my
life’s lashings and long for relief; a magical nectarish response to fix my ‘state’,
it wouldn’t make a lot of difference to my inner state, where I put myself,
I must do the best where I’m planted in the now, with the state I have…

Lots of love oxo

oops ’ an ’ abrupt

The wind’s path is constant only in its unhampered state yet when the immovable spirit resolves to venture it then it is we who direct its course as it must now acclimate according to our motive ; )

I am learning a lot from your points of view. I never thought of it as costing, to want, or especially to need.

I think “need” has become the demon of “psychological health”, indpendence, integration, etc. to the point that we try to run before we can walk. But I think if we have the humility to really give ourselves what we need, the honesty to admit it, actually its exhaustion creates the platform for the next stage of development. In my opinion, we are not raised as humans at all but as working dogs. The human cries out, we ignore it so we can keep being a good dog, until dis-ease settles in as the only way to get our attention. This is just my way of seeing it, and is perhaps a mixture of being conditioned by my experience but also innately my soul’s way of seeing it. I just think that the reality of inter-dependence, while it may be a bitter pill to swallow, is the only thing that will help us become authentic.

In my mind, it costs a hell of a lot more to ignore.

Planting self yes, to your Self be true, not coerced by
another’s demands of what or where you should ‘be’.

I read above your reference to need. I agee with you Lisa, to want the
other person, the two being mutually exclusive;

‘needy’ is a bit different; expectations that put unreasonable pressure
on others, that sort of need will never be satisfied, becomes destructive,
draining the life out of respectful relationship.

I relate to what you further say about being alone; while I’ve reached the
point of ’ accustomed ’, I know in my bones I’ll never feel I’m fully expressing
the ‘Me’ without a partner to have all the layers of intimacy with,
and ’ the man on my side ’ to journey with.
At the end of the day we are no different to animals.. they bond, pair up,
and look out for each other, and suffer if left to fend alone.

Thank you for the sharing. Love you I do.

This is utterly beautiful, so rich and poignant that I’ve had to read it through three times to savour every nuance. You really are on fire my girl, so full of light and life, even when you don’t feel it. But you know that every one of who reads your work sees it, and learns from it.

I will cyclone with you until the end of my days. X

I think the above comments says it all…...... for me? yes… yes.. yes… done it again, haven’t ya!