Man is the hunter-gatherer, even in love. We ‘hunt’ for partners and gather what we sow…
Snared you, I have with love as porous as my net of imperfections. Within seven years or less I shall harvest bountiful discord.
Historical fiction mostly, but also some multi-genre stories & anecdotes
men are from mars women are from venus 🙂
reminds me of a cartoon where a caveman was dragging his wife to his cave by her hair.
Me find mate. Clunk! Club the head and drag by hair…the original macho crap
Me find woman. Much meat I give, my fire burns bright and long…the original husband
Me want meat and warmth. Much (wink) I give…the oldest profession
Have we really evolved….
Yes,Eric, discord is guaranteed to follow a mating incurred by this type of approach! Snaring, indeed! Thank you for sharing your wisdom here today!
Many people don’t fell in love, they fell into traps set by their pursuers or worse, by their delusions.
Stripped of everything, if some people took a hard look at what made them say “Yes”….
All good wishes, Eric
Hehe are you saying we need to lower our expectations Eric? Sigh, there is no such thing as perfection.
It is not for me to say 🙂 It all depends on what you see in the mirror. In this case, these words have more facets than a brilliant round, I reckon.
Luv and hugz, Eric
I too sow a lot, season is about right for it now, shall I give you a list? I only hope it won’t be seven years before I see any results or I will complain about it at the seed merchant’s.
Love and hugs
It would be lovely if all seeds came with a guarantee…
The heat gets to me
It drives me crazy, I run
The seven year itch
Luv and hugz,
The seven year itch, I’ve seen that film with Marilyn Monroe, I didn’t know you were in it though, But you were so much younger then. 😉
Love and hugs, Steph
I’m sure you found that perfect spouse!
Yes, I did. Lisa lowered her bar…that made me ‘perfect’ 🙂
Good one Eric! LOL
Words so true. Can I use this in counselling? It is very poignant especially as it is written by a man.
You are welcome to use this and I believe you’ll credit the source. Thank you.
Obviously, this applies to both men and women…
Peace and luv, Eric 🙂
Be careful on that which you snare or the emphasis may be “discord”
Very true…who is the predator, who is the prey…
There’s no better lesson than to have your own butt bitten 😉
Painful lessons paid
With shattered lives, families
Oh, a sorry trade
sorrow and pain knocks
on the door of foolish men
there’s no place to hide
Hiding from his shame
Lying words, thoughtless actions
Discard worthless pride
there is no pride left
only bitter trails of woe
littered path of lies
Man’s honour for sale
Man’s integrity buried
Notches on his sleeve
a false bravado
is your only claim to fame
glass houses shatter
Very good Jeannie – keep it coming 🙂
To love and protect
Covenants in His presence
Man, whereof your word?
words lightly spoken
no promises meant to keep
a false devotion
Man, behold My Word
You lied before My Presence
A price you will pay
I AM that I AM
I know you for what you are
Yea! Vengeance is mine!
I really love this haiku about vengeance, Jeannie. Brought a smile to me 🙂 Perhaps time for some positivity…
Let us dust our shoes
Leaving baggage, journey forth
Find that one true love
Please say “when” you post the final words. I don’t want to overstay my welcome. 🙂
seems I’ve forgotten
what a true love really is
bestow the blessing
No worries Jeannie. I am enjoying this and you are one talented lady. Okay, I have to leave in another 30 minutes. Let us do two/three more each and we are done, ok?
I come bearing love
Tempered by a betrayal
My love strong and true
Oh! To believe you
It is too good to be true
My heart yearns for love
Let’s cross the threshold
Leave our sorrows at the door
Our lives twin shadows
This has been so much fun! Your talent shines through like a star–please take the finale. xoxox
I will trust in you
And freely give you my heart
To have and to hold
Not into sunset
We ride into the sunrise
Saddle bags of hope
We did it 🙂 You and I. It was so exhilarating and thank you so very much Jeannie. You have my deep respect. Luv and peace, Eric
Thank you my friend. It is been a real pleasure.
I don’t know why but I’m so glad a man wrote that
I did my national service in the special constabulary and harboured dreams of chasing down criminals. Instead, spent most evenings attending to domestic violence cases. How vicious people treated their loved ones – both men and women > what an eye-opener…
Me too. That was so very very nice. Well Done Eric! Ooooh the layers in this is wonderful.
You are right – it cuts every which way doesn’t it 🙂