I wonder……
How do you connect with people?
Do you go to them,
or do they come to you?
Are you an Organizer,
or a Participant,
or Both?
Do you like to talk face to face
or send an email?
Do you meet for coffee in a public place
or at your kitchen table?
Are you a visitor?
Or, are you the visited?
Do you handwrite notes and
send them by snail mail?
Or, is an email good enough?
It is your way or the highway?
Or, meeting in the middle?
Are you a leader
a follower, or both?
Do you speak out or
do you hold your tongue?
A Hugger? A Handshaker? Or, Neither?
Are you frigid or fiery?
Do you call or
wait to be called?
Lunch Dates? Breakfast Dates?
Or, just coffee?
Dinner or Drinks?
Connecting.
It can be easy or hard, depending on how the
connectors fit together in the puzzle of life.
Today is Poetry Friday. This week’s round-up is hosted by
My Juicy Little Universe — Optional theme: Climate Change.
I was unaware of the optional theme until after I wrote the above poem.
Thanks for hosting.
The Apples in My Orchard 
Thanks for your thought-provoking poem. You’re right in that there are many ways to connect with others. I enjoyed weighing the choices you presented.
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Hmmm, I think I’m a bit of everything! It seems to be harder than ever to connect with people these days, especially in the busy, bustling city where no one ever seems to have to time to slow down and chat anymore.
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So many questions? Thought provoking. A few months ago, I read a report of a longitudinal research study that found that those who took time to converse with people throughout their day, lived healthier and longer lives than those who did not. Hmmm?
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I love this poem. It has me think about the ways I already connect and the ways that I might seek to connect in the future. We are meant to live in community and have connection. Thank you for sharing.
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Luckily, there are places in the world for all of these kinds of people…and more!
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Very nice to meet you, Carol! Your poem reminded me that whichever way we connect, we are all pieces of the pi, the circle, the puzzle. Just as well that we’re not unifix cubes, fitting togther in only one way!
PS You should never worry about not knowing if there’s a Poetry Friday theme…we are all free spirits here and it’s only ever a choice to go along with the host’s suggestion!
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Thinking about the Poetry Friday community, I believe that the individual members are “connectors fitting together in the puzzle of poetic life”. Thanks for sharing your thoughts.
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