Some friendships
Come as a surprise
When you returned (I hoped you would) we sat together knee to knee and shouted everyday notes and hiccups over the din of the growing happy hour. We only had 90 minutes; we drove through pouring rain from opposite ends of the city to meet over bourbon and snacks; we flapped our gums without pause. Some friendships dry up. Some friendships die out even without a bitter wind. Some friendships are weird and awkward like a bike with two loose wheels but we keep pedaling believing maybe the turns will tighten the nuts? Some friendships come as a surprise igniting other fields with flaming tumbleweeds running through them. I could go on and on drawing a metaphor for each of you each friend who stops by unannounced mails a postcard holds me tight in their arms in their eyes ... I leave the house walk the circle of the park-- I seem alone, but through my vision of the deepening sky, the sunset, inside my own weak and wishing heart, there's always you.
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For me, friendships are a love story.
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“Just before we can’t go no further
Love throws a line to you and me.”
— Patty Griffin
More love poems about friendship, please.
This is lovely - thanks for sharing it 🤍
"For me, friendships are a love story." In so many years of seeking relationship with people of all sorts, there are those in which the friendship was only hours on a train or a plane or a bus or in a hostel or on a hike. Some have come to be life long friends through electronic means. I often wonder often to describe such relationships, but to me they are a part of my love story.