I'm dreaming of meeting Mr. Right, right now.
Give all to love; obey thy heart. Ralph Waldo Emerson
Love each other! No matter what, you have to always love each other!! Ziontrain's great grandfather
The strongest oak tree of the forest is not the one that is protected from the storm and hidden from the sun. It's the one that stands in the open where it is compelled to struggle for its existence against the winds and rains and the scorching sun.
Wisdom begins in wonder. Socrates
You see things; and you say “Why?” But I dream things that never were; and I say “Why not?” George Bernard Shaw
Through love, through hope, and faith's transcendent dower,
We feel that we are greater than we know. William Wordsworth
Still would the scribblers clustered round its brink call for more pens, more paper, and more ink. Oliver Wendell Holmes
| C | Casual |
| O | Odd |
| M | Modern |
| E | Elitist |
| R | Refreshing |
| U | Unreal |
| N | Normal |
| N | Naive |
| I | Inspirational |
| N | Naughty |
| G | Good |
6 comments:
Many of us know these bittersweet feelings. Sorrow:Joy - Closeness:Beyond - Familiarity:Loss
But why is it not a touch beyond closeness rather than a closeness beyond touch? Is pain really so inevitable?
Believing doesn't belie the truth, it oftener than not creates it.
Just the same, thank your for sharing, CR. Many people love your poetry.
BTW, Ellie May and Jethro say hi
jd,
It's a closeness beyond touch... more than touch could even say, soul to soul, but I hope to get experience the touch too. ;)
btw-hugs and kisses to ellie and jed
Aah, I get it. Nice :-)
Soul to soul - that's really nice. Touch is especially nice.
Being able to say what we want takes us most of the way from here to there. Sounds like you need a poem about a bridge. I found this horrible poem on the web. Of course, I'll share it :-)
I’m so excited, I can’t wait.
This anticipation - it’s really great.
If they don’t bid soon,
I’ll probably swoon.
I’m so psyched, I’ll deflate!
Aargh!
It makes me think of a milkshake
jd,
it was a horrible poem. :)
anon,
what flavor?
Horrible poem, yeah, but you should have seen how proud the woman was who wrote it - had her picture up and everything. I figure it's worth at least a gold star on her forehead, just 'cause she's cute for trying. :-)
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