How I love thee not the same... People love, adore, write poems about you They turn away from me, eyes…
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How I love thee not the same... People love, adore, write poems about you They turn away from me, eyes…
Man is the hunter-gatherer, even in love. We ‘hunt’ for partners and gather what we sow… Snared you, I have…
Have you noticed how darkness keeps us company? Day and night... 🙂 🙂 🙂 **************
in 1999, I was contracted to install security equipment for a large American gas supplier in Aceh Province, Indonesia. Apparently, the GAM guerrillas,…
When I posted TROPHIES, Peter blogging as Grandfathersky responded with a haiku and this led to an interesting exchange. I…
So much energy...an expended life... **********************
This is a follow-on to the poem Creation Fails Without You… The next time anyone suggests that you are lost, please help him find…
Adapted from an old Taoist (Chinese) verse: A Taoist monk, who had travelled extensively and spoke brilliant English, said this:…
Our happiness comes from something quite mundane… I usually set a range of expectations, take the low-end but strive for the best outcomes...seldom am I…
On this Valentine's day, as we renew our vows of love, perhaps we should remind ourselves on how to love... Speak of expectations…from…