Love Beats Hate — a poem

Friends, Just Good Stuff, Poetry | Posted by Jannie on 17 November 2010 @ 11:27 AM 48 Comments

North_Carolina_March_2002

I hate saying the word hate.
But I already have 3 times
since I started this post.

(4 times now, with that photo.)

Kelly says, “I hate this game.”
“I hate this cheese.” “I hate that team.”
“I hate you,” the latter last evening.

(I lost my patience and yelled at her,
so she was probably justified in that.
Both forgiven now. Today all new.)

Forgiveness is the ultimate love.

(Be sure to forgive yourself.)

Some people who were not held
sweetly as babies set up web pages
for the sake of hate against others.

Others say snide things about people
on their blogs because they are fearful,
and being mean often gets them a laugh.

(And I thought this LoveBeatsHate thing
would be hard to write about, but look at me
finding words here in this luuuv “hotseat.”)

Love seat?

:)

The swing above was
a loveseat Kelly, Peach
and I shared in March 2002
in North Carolina.

Love is good.

I choose love.

Love is something you do.

Love is reigning.

Love (not Coke,) is it.

“When we judge we leave no room for love.” — Mother Theresa.

Love is in me.

Love is in you.

Love IS me.

Love IS you.

“Love power
It rules us
takes over
and shoes us.”)

(I don’t think
that last line
is correct, but
it does make
sense to me)

because

My Wonderful Friend, Suzie, the sunshine gal in this pic (at Kelly’s 5th birtday party,)

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recently gave me a pair of black ALL-leather Kenneth Cole shoes, ones her mother bought for her at a yard sale in Texarcana, but were a little too small for Suzie.

Whoo-hoooo!!

kenneth_coles

Love is the way to go.

Love is a gift you give yourself.

How will YOU choose love today?

Other bloggers are taking part in this LoveBeatsHate posting fest!

Click here to enter your link and see who’s on the Linky Tools list.

Here’s Jeanne’s eloquent post for this fest.

Here’s the Face Book page.

Please consider tweeting using the hashtag #LoveBeatsHate

THANKS!!! 

Love, Jannie
xoxo

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  • 1

    On 19 November 2010 at 11:56 am

    Emily said, 

    Luvin’ the free verse. and a WooHoo to the shoes too!!! great post and it hits on so many levels!

  • 2

    On 20 November 2010 at 11:07 am

    Jannie said, 

    Well, wow — look at 4 lovely ladies and 1 awesome man popping in.

    Thanks sweet Laura. Would you wear shoes like those? I just love ’em. Such soft leather and the heels make a lovely clacking sound.

    Thanks sweet Daisy. Serenity is my middle name, did you know that? Jannie Serenity Funster. I agree — never can have too much love.

    Thanks sweet Brian. I think we can make hate disappear altogether.

    Thanks, sweet Hilary — Peach is still here, 13 years old and very spry still. Jumps up on the bed no prob. Goes walkies and keeps up. Yes, I miss that swing. Our friends sold the house. Love to you all too!!

    Hi Emily. So awesome you popped in. Thanks! Free verse is fun. Just let your mind go and not edit as things pop out. And I know! I wore the shoes last night! I’m so so so so lucky.

    xoxoxo
    xoxoxo

  • 3

    On 20 November 2010 at 8:51 pm

    SnaggleTooth said, 

    It’s good to hate hate! Cute pics-
    I’m sure Kelly just meant she hated seeing your anger showing-

    Have a good n loving weekj-end!
    .-= SnaggleTooth´s last blog ..Tiny Odd Peek =-.

  • 4

    On 23 November 2010 at 4:17 pm

    Jannie said, 

    Thanks Snaggle, I bet that was it with Kelly. You have good words. I was talking with Kalyani about me yelling and how I could’ve handled it better. I have concluded getting angry is not the best way to go!

    xoxoxo

  • 5

    On 29 November 2010 at 3:46 pm

    Hootin' Anni said, 

    Just wanted you to know I posted about your CD today!!!!

    Hope your Thanksgiving was super.

  • 6

    On 29 November 2010 at 6:04 pm

    jannie Funster said, 

    Thanks, Anni, you are so kind!

    xoxo

  • 7

    On 20 January 2011 at 3:35 am

    robbi said, 

    on a wall , graffiti in a careworn hand
    faded now, still readable ‘wanted , a heart to love,
    for mine was broken’
    that I felt deeply for this wounded soul
    so I wept for loneliness
    then for memory and the time,
    for the hand in scrawly write
    was mine

  • 8

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