I grew less fierce or friendly

If I were a bit more angelic

If I were a bit more observant

Would I learn the secrets of your heart

Would I learn how to make friends with your art

Love is where we choose to give it

Love is what we choose to make of it

Love is not

afraid of the dark

Love is sometimes

a whisper

not a shout.

Sometimes making friends is not

what love’s about.

Sometimes love’s a self-protective route.

Sometimes love’s a tiger leaping out

BlueTigerArt-by-kathrinschwarz-art.com(via-LiaThePoet.com)

Image: by Kathrin Schwarz via Pinterest

69 thoughts on “I grew less fierce or friendly

    1. Dear Seraja I just found this in my spam folder along with a few friends’ comments on various posts, so sorry for the late reply! Thank you so very very much. πŸ™πŸ’‹πŸ‘―β€β™‚οΈβ€οΈ Btw I tried to comment on your teeth post yesterday (just with a heart) but I was somehow blocked for some reason. Just wanted to let you know. Hugs xoxoxo

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      1. Hey Lia thank you for your comment ❀️❀️ah lovely that’s oke . I have that to that sometimes comments are in the spam , hugs and kisses back

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        1. Awesome, thanks so much. :)))) β€οΈπŸ™ I still can’t comment on your posts btw. The comment box gets outlined in red, with an exclamation mark, and this is the error message “Sorry – there was a problem posting your comment.” You might have accidentally blocked me somehow and/or it’s just another WP glitch. I had this with another blog-friend too, Nathi. Hers got fixed somehow. WP can be glitchy at times. :)) Anyhow, thanks again, and I hope you have a very lovely day. 🌻 πŸ™πŸ’• xoxoxo

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          1. O weird I think it’s a wp glitch becouse a see nothing weird. .i now a have it sometimes with posting . It say that I can not post there was a problem . So wierd to . Thank you so much Lia you have a beautiful blog β€οΈπŸ’‹β€οΈhave a great day to

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                    1. p.s. and likewise, and thank you for somehow finding me! πŸ₯°πŸ™πŸ˜πŸ’– (this post was tagged, so I see your comments here again. πŸ˜˜πŸ˜ΈπŸ‘―β€β™‚οΈπŸ’• :))

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    1. Thanks so much ST. That truly means a lot to me. Started as a song that I hummed in the car actually. Hugs, and hoping for more poetry. ;)) πŸ€—πŸ‘―β€β™‚οΈπŸ’–

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        1. How do I keep missing comments? I’m so sorry for that. Today is comment catch-up day, lol. Thanks and love. πŸ™πŸŽΆ And have been loving your amazing poetry. πŸ˜ŠπŸŒΉβœοΈπŸ’ƒπŸΌπŸ”₯ Please write on. :)) xoxoxo

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          1. That has been happening to me too! Sometimes I find them in the spam folder. There are also a few people I follow who’s posts I don’t see until days later, even if I’m checking directly on under their profile. Eh, WP gremlins.

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            1. Same here! I just found a bunch of friends’ comments in the spam folder. Meanwhile some spam had been published. Bizarre. Anyhoo, glad we’re connecting through. :)) xoxox

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  1. β€œIf I were a bit more observant
    Would I learn the secrets of your heart
    Would I learn how to make friends with your art”

    These lines spoke to me and I loved this poem, Lia❀️

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    1. Thanks Akanksha that means a lot to me. πŸ™πŸ™πŸ’– Funny how it’s the quick ones that sometimes resonate the most. πŸŒ€πŸ‘―β€β™‚οΈπŸŒ»πŸŒ»

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    1. Ingrid!! Oh my goodness!!! I am just seeing this now since Jojo put a pingback on this post. How did I not reply to this comment??? I get mixed up sometimes, I blog in between offline stuff and sometimes I get sidetracked or mixed up online. I see I did reply to your post though. πŸ˜… Anyway, Thank you so so so much for this award, I was truly honoured. πŸ˜πŸ’›πŸ™ŒπŸ™ Every award sincerely lights up my heart, even if I’m not great at posting them. Many hugs to you. You are so wonderful and your blogging is, too. You’ve got the truth and love shining in you!! Thanks so much for somehow finding me. It’s wonderful to connect with lovely folks like you. πŸ€©πŸ”†πŸ‘―β€β™‚οΈπŸ’žπŸŽ‰

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      1. Haha don’t worry! A well-deserved award! Don’t worry about posting, I try to limit my award posts though it’s a great way to celebrate and connect with other bloggers 🀩

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        1. Thank you Ingrid for your understanding as always. πŸ₯° You’re right, it is. And you do it so very beautifully. :)) β€οΈπŸ™ŒπŸŽ‰πŸ™

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    1. Thank you again so much dear friend… wow. You’re amazing. Thank you. And there is a comment on this same post for you from last time btw. Not sure if this link reply will work this time; hope it does. :)) xoxoxoxo

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  2. Thank you again so much dear friend… wow. You’re amazing. Thank you. And there is a comment on this same post for you from last time btw. Not sure if this my notification here will work this time; hope it does. :)) πŸ€—πŸ€—πŸ€—πŸ’–xoxoxoxo

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  3. This is a beautiful poem, soothing and deep at the same time. I liked the line ‘Would I learn how to make friends with your art’. To understand and to relate to another persons creative (sometimes beyond logic) side seems like a magical thing to do. Well written Lia!

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    1. Hi Uzzawal, and thank you so very much for your wonderful comment! I appreciate your having taken the time, along with your deep understanding and kind appreciation. It truly feels magical! :)) πŸ™πŸ€©πŸ’›

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  4. This bit Lia: Love is not

    afraid of the dark

    Love is sometimes

    a whisper

    not a shout

    is such a true and powerful statement. I love how you write about love. I can still remember the lines, ‘May I rest within the crescent of your lines, so luminescent?’ from Lemon Lanterns and GAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAD! That was a good poem. I even took a screenshot. This is just πŸ‘ŒπŸ½πŸ’―πŸ˜­πŸ˜

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    1. Aw wow. How did I miss this till now. Thank you so so so much Kendi!!!! I adore your work and your kind comments mean so very much to me. Thank you, truly. πŸ™πŸ˜πŸ€©πŸ’–πŸŒ·

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    1. Thank you so much John. I love the way you analyze it. Dark is not a bad thing, it’s just the twin of light. Both are necessary to exist, and we all contain some of each. Thank you!!

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    1. Thank you for your feedback, David. And happy cavorting to you, should that bring you and others you love to connect with, any true-loving joy. :))

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  5. Great poem. Love is a mysterious thing, but its meaning has been diluted I think to the point that there is no word for “pure love” of the original intent. People talk a lot about what is infatuation and not “*love”, or sex appeal and not *, or loving ice cream and favorite objects and things… the trance of a love affair that is a sex affair, or the spell of an admiration. Something is lost when the fierce love of a child is a not a thing allowed to spread and grow up into caring for the core of others. It is a mystery that the “secrets of the heart” are not in the heart, nor in the blood, nor even in one location in the brain; it’s in the blending of elements of compassion — the tiger’s hunting for flesh becoming the hunting for *love.

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    1. What a thoughtful and beautiful comment. I hear you… yes, there is what I like to think of as the buddhisty or spiritual concept of true love, as in that we have for a child or that a child has for the universe, and then there is obsession, infatuation, lust, all that draining stuff. And you have exactly articulated what I meant by “secrets of the heart.” But the tiger in this case was meant to protect that which is sacred and selfless, not allowing it to be worn down and attacked by something along the lines of what some call “energy vampires” (which, to be fair, as adults perhaps we have inadvertently attracted to ourselves, via our own unconscious emissions of, or desire for, not-love — i.e. the craving to be desired). Thanks for your words. πŸ™πŸŒ·

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