is it true that it’s a weakness?
– a tender trap that crushes;
a sweet anguish to be mad about,
– a cherished affliction;
ah! blissful misery, hopeful despair
– crushed under its own weight.
A sijo for Tanka Tuesday #48 – love and passion and also shared with Poets and Storytellers United #214
Today’s Daily Stoic poem:
1994ever 
Wow! These two poems play well off each other. I enjoyed them both!
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Oh, I hadn’t noticed that. I wrote them at different times.
Thanks Kaci 🙏
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Wow to this. To me it sounds as if Keats was still around. You’re amazing. Thanks.
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😲 I’m humbled. Thanks Selma 🙏
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Such wisdom especially in the second verse. You warn us, remind of that first painful crush…. Such sweet pleasure… Inevitably causes pain. 💜💜
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I tell my students that they should have their hearts broken at least twice before finishing high school. That way they are well practised for more serious relationships that will happen in their futures.😃
Thanks Willow 🙏
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That is very wise of you 💜
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Enjoyed your poem but don’t share the sentiments Loved my crushes back in the day Crushed or not haha
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Females tend to be more emotionally rational than the lesser sex, us stupid boys! 😜
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As a follower of Stoicism, the second resonates well with me.
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These little brief poems are based on each day’s entry from Ryan Holiday’s The Daily Stoic.
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You express the danger well, reminding me of the quote: the higher you climb the further you fall. 🙂
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Thanks Penelope 🙏 “Better to have loved and lost….”
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Like the poem but, how far must a “crush” be allowed to grow.
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How far? We can only answer that ourselves.
I had to approve your first comment. New ones should appear immediately 👍
Thanks Suman 🙏
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I’ve always felt crushes were simply preludes to the real thing .. whether they materialized .. or not. I’ve had many wonderful crushes and several beautiful relationships as a result. Well done, Shaun!!!!
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Thanks Helen 🙏
For myself, I think my crushes only brought about frustration, as I was too immature to turn them into relationships at the time.
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Both poems are fantastic, Shaun!
Yvette M Calleiro 🙂
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Thanks Yvette 🙏
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Your first verse reminds me of a couple of my first boyfriends… too much expectation. And which was indeed crushed by its own wieght.
Your second reminded me of a video I just watched eariler of an abandoned home… where the weight of both fire and water has left the interior in ruins…
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Thanks Jules 🙏
It’s interesting how and where we make connections.
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Both of these poems are fabulous, especially together!! 💝
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Thanks so much Colleen 🙏
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Better to have loved and lost….Nah
The pain is not worth it. Self destructive.
Rall
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It has to happen so that we can know. To keep doing it though, would be self destructive.
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O yes indeed Shaun, all of that!
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Cheers Paul 🙏
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so welcome Shaun ❤️
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“a cherished affliction?”
I love that description!
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Like a scab that one enjoys picking at! Haha! Thanks Sara 🙏
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