Walking Away by Barbara Goodhew

How do people stop their caring and walk away.
All the time spent together, the memories to let it go astray.
I used to wonder , now I know,I did that, I didn't let myself care.
If I got to close to anyone that meant I had to open up and share.
I learned, with help not to walk away.

Capricorn (62.31.144.1) -- Friday, January 3 2003, 12:16 am

I know
Oh Barb, I can relate here! What alovely poem. That 4th line about getting close and sharing touched a few nerves!! So glad to read one of your poems again.

Pamela (66.38.146.29) -- Friday, January 3 2003, 03:39 am

This poem is like looking into a mirror on a rainy day....you described me. I never knew that anybody else could be afraid to share themselves :O)

barb (206.191.91.92) -- Friday, January 3 2003, 06:10 am

thank you
yeh before my tumour I didn't share myself I thought it showed weakness.Always thought I was brave. then I got sick and realized I was a coward not opening up so now I try to open up Ii'm still guarded but not as much as I used to be. this writing helps.

Stacey (68.82.126.206) -- Friday, January 3 2003, 08:32 pm

Touching
Barb,
I really like this poem. Great Job !!! :)

Luc (67.37.189.27) -- Saturday, January 4 2003, 04:06 am

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another great poem barb. truely truely a beautiful one. like pam there said.. you described me.. :)

barb (66.46.230.142) -- Sunday, January 5 2003, 03:26 pm

yeh good news
hi everybody thank-you for your support, wanted to let you guys know that my numbness from my leg is gone I can walk better now I still limp but the numbness is gone. yehhhhhhhh

LinzAy (64.12.96.170) -- Saturday, January 11 2003, 11:55 am

Poem
Loved the poem Barb. And as everyone else said.....i can relate to it now too. I never shared "me" with anyone bc i was afraid.Not worried about showing weakness just afraid to actually let people know who i was, but now.....hehe..people may know me a lil too well.....butit's all good....and yehhhhhhh!!^^

barb (216.129.37.250) -- Wednesday, February 19 2003, 05:02 pm

sharing yourself
thank-you everyone, I found out sharing myself and opening up makes others feel like they can too, which is nice. Plus i'm not as wierd as i thought.Ha Ha

mary swartz (66.24.184.253) -- Monday, April 7 2003, 07:10 pm

Walking Away
Loved the poem Barb. You were writting from your Heart. It was short to the point.

martin vann (67.75.176.42) -- Monday, April 7 2003, 09:40 pm

I feel, no weakness, in your legs, mind or heart,
Barb;

You do get around don't, using your legs, your mind and you heart, to express what is you. I didn't know about the tumor, but, I can say, it didn't affect your humor, perhaps it did, I don't know about it then, I only, know about now, and its great. By the way, your walk is strong, and you are waliking the correct way to me, OOPS, to us. However, beware of where, you place your step, poodle-poop may be there.

Hey, Bar-Bi-Doll, what about the poem, Writing in the Dark? I have been thinking about that line, may write about if, I get time.

You are a girl, a woman, a lady, and your poems drive me nuts. Thinking about moving to Canada, got a extra pen? Just kidding, I would never impose on a friend, but If, I tried, it would be you!

MartinV

barb (206.191.91.76) -- Monday, April 7 2003, 11:28 pm

A witch
Martin you wouldn't like me I have warts on my face 450 lbs ugly ears and feet you would walk away. Come to think of it maybe that's why people walk away from me. Ha Ha

Tiffany N. Smith (205.188.209.107) -- Saturday, May 31 2003, 07:32 pm

sweetest
Once apon a tyme some
thing happened to me
it was the sweetest
thing that could ever be
it was a dream come true
it was the day i met you.

Tiffany N. Smith (205.188.209.107) -- Saturday, May 31 2003, 07:35 pm

palm of my hand
if i could reach up and hold a star for everytyme you've made me smile. The entire evening sky would be in the palm of my hand.

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