Nothing was obvious,
nobody guessed.
Oil mixing with water
was not what
anyone looked for.
We were overlooked.
What was the attraction?
We are so different.
We’ve made it work,
meeting halfway on issues
that affect us both.
Neither hesitant nor receptive,
rather a calm acceptance of
meeting in the middle.
Thus we carry on,
apples and oranges
sweet and sour.
We meet halfway,
working hard to preserve
love and passion,
dedicating today
to improving
tomorrow.
Oct 15, 2014
Oct 15, 2014 at 4:04 PM UTC
Nothing was obvious,
nobody guessed.
Oil mixing with water
was not what
anyone looked for.
We were overlooked.
What was the attraction?
We are so different.
We’ve made it work,
meeting halfway on issues
that affect us both.
Neither hesitant nor receptive,
rather a calm acceptance of
meeting in the middle.
Thus we carry on,
apples and oranges
sweet and sour.
We meet halfway,
working hard to preserve
love and passion,
dedicating today
to improving
tomorrow.
Today is the halfway point of #OctPoWriMo, and it also marks the day I truly struggled to write something decent. Writing this piece was a labor of dedication, and if I hadn't promised myself to do 31 poems in 31 days, I probably would have given up, at least for the day. And so, perseverance is the parent of this poem. Please enjoy.
Rod E. Kok
October 15, 2014
