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Chiasmus
‘If it is true that soulmates should forever, always remain happy together.
Likewise,forever, together, is a long time for soulmates to remain happy together.’
DAISY WILLOWS
*EPIC GRINGE* but I have hit publish.. How did I do?
Definitions for chiasmus
Rhetoric. a reversal in the order of words in two otherwise parallel phrases, as in “He went to the country, to the town went she.”
Citations for chiasmus
What Phillips likes best, however, is wordplay. Inversion, circumlocution, alliteration, assonance, chiasmus, paradox: there’s nothing he doesn’t go in for. “The unexamined life is surely worth living, but is the unlived life worth examining?”
One well-known example of chiasmus is Quintillian’s purported phrase “one does not (a) live to (b) eat; one (b) eats to (a) live.” … Other examples are Mae West’s “it’s not the men in my life [that matter], it’s the life in my men.” And then there is President John F. Kennedy’s famous phrase, “ask not what your country can do for you; ask what you can do for your country.”
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A Potion for Complicated Emotion.
Moving forwards is easy to say.
Doing it though is rather dreary and I must ask is their a fixed pay?
Moving forwards helps take you from the now into the future.
Isn’t that better than being stuck in some outdated timed out computer?
Moving on helps you reconnect with family and friends.
Who knew reaching out would receive such a variety of hugs and vocal extends.
Moving forwards to heal the heart.
Is not easy when some one has wormed a way in and jolted it to jump start.
Moving on is the only way to go .
Its hard, especially when the tears refuse to flow.
Moving on when you still want to shake hands with your past .
Sounds mad but the heart doesn’t come with a free pass..
Moving on and each day will create more distance.
Not exactly what I want but some other minds can’t be controlled by my persistence.
Moving on need not mean to forget;
but it allows a space for that person to come back when they are ready to let go of their demonised, imagined debt.
* LEARN AND CARRY ON LOVING. LIFE LESSONS*
Finally,
I am trying to increase my word vocabulary so here goes: Use the word ‘selenotropism‘ in a sentence or phrase.
“My biological make up, dictates that I can’t fail ,for like a flower, even on the darkest of nights, the moon will still shine and guide me to a state of selenotropism” #wordoftheday
DAISY WILLOWS
Un done
Let it go
just go with the flow.
My mind comprehends all that I need to let it go.
I change my physiological state to shock my brain into a newly formed hedgerow.
What about the heart?
My heart , specifically?
We all make mistakes and some fail despicably.
To assume, that one actually cares as much as I do,
was possibly the most arrogant act and now,
I am that potato, left forgotten in the stew.
All heart – open to vulnerability.
I better change and put on a long-sleeved T-shirt
to wipe my snivelling tears and rejected mucus and hurt.
Heart sore.
I’m so naive
I do believe.
Let it go.
Just go with the flow.
I write because I know that it eases some of this rejection blow.
Stuck in a vortex with stale, carbon monoxide breathe.
How can a feeling of rejection make ME want to feel nothing- even death?
This is not me.
My emotions are struggling against the tide,
underneath,
crustal plates continue to move at the bottom of the sea.
Climate change – is the world ready to blow?
Careless.
My nature is one who hates to be struck through the heart by a clueless arrow.
Why does it matter so much to me?
Why does it matter?
Why?
Full rejection would probably make it final.
Give me peace, answer me or just snap the cord – every vertebra of my spine – break me until……
Stillness;
is all I want in my heart.
I fight these thoughts but my heart drives me into some dark quagmire with loud noises from creatures that bark.
They snap too -not just at my ankles- but plunge their fisted paws, right inside the most fragile part of me- the part of me that is more like natures own bark.
Trees, flowers, love and hugs.
All worthy drugs from my from an undying lover;
from someone who loves me even though I am crying out to be hung.
Cut me loose.
If you care – or at least answer me – I’ve given my all not just to be flung like Apollo’s impulsive son.
* what is better ? to be partly rejected or fully rejected? friendships, relationships, acquaintances? *
What’s that saying about rather hearing ‘I don’t like you’ than being ignored.
I can deal with ‘I don’t like you’.
