who were the heroes on the TITANIC? the artists.
Good point, fakesmile -- thanks!
You're wlecome, Sam; I appreciate your comment very much.
Best wishes.
CC
today, today, as with all those new days before, .
i awoke from the sweet dreams of nocturnal .
flights of fancy, and that they should take .
who were the heroes on the TITANIC? the artists.
Good point, fakesmile -- thanks!
You're wlecome, Sam; I appreciate your comment very much.
Best wishes.
CC
today, today, as with all those new days before, .
i awoke from the sweet dreams of nocturnal .
flights of fancy, and that they should take .
fakesmile . . .
Sounds like a winning combo!
Who knows what's down the pike for any of us?
Thanks again.
Hope to "talk" again soon.
CHEERS!
CoCo
today, today, as with all those new days before, .
i awoke from the sweet dreams of nocturnal .
flights of fancy, and that they should take .
Thank you, fakesmile, for your intriguing comments.
Are those your words? I'll Google JDM: An American Prayer and look for the connection.
Many thanks for adding thought-provoking words to this thread.
CoCo
today, today, as with all those new days before, .
i awoke from the sweet dreams of nocturnal .
flights of fancy, and that they should take .
With gratitude, sooner7 and Q aka Q.
Peace and blessings.
CoCo bids you both a good night . . .
today, today, as with all those new days before, .
i awoke from the sweet dreams of nocturnal .
flights of fancy, and that they should take .
WONDERFUL, Quincy!
I was hoping to hear from you again. Thank you so much for posting your beautiful words here, with the reminder we must remain humble.
Wishing you and yours good health.
Best.
CoCo des Ailes
Hi Rip!
Thanks for the good vibes and wishes . . .
CoCo continue a songer
today, today, as with all those new days before, .
i awoke from the sweet dreams of nocturnal .
flights of fancy, and that they should take .
Moon bids me rise, both in body and in spirit, this because I have been overcome by new and nebulous fears. I have not the means within my small and mortal frame to ascend of my own accord the heights She wishes me to conquer. Through my own newly forged will and the dependence upon a strength offered by a god unknown to my fathers am I able to vanquish the heavens.
"Do take my open hand, scale the sky upon the ladder I
Provide you; consider not the fate of Icarus, who spilled
Into the sea . . . my heat is ice and scarcely could you burn
Your wings upon me as we sail into the bosom of eternity."
you, my beloved -- dearest soul ever to touch a foot .
upon the hallowed earth 'pon which now i kneel --.
it's but the memory of you, that fading recollection of .
You, my beloved -- dearest soul ever to touch a foot
upon the hallowed earth 'pon which now I kneel --
It's but the memory of you, that fading recollection of
glorious moments past that join my aching heart to a
Wasted soul in an elusive hope that somehow, some
way, I might find relief from a descent into madness.
The parting of our ways was enjoined upon me by a
sickness that struck at a weakness we neither of us
Knew did lurk; and lurk and menace it did until in full
and robust form it burst forth fully conceived from an
Unsuspecting heart: your once pure and noble heart
fastened itself onto another, a soul whose neediness
Supplanted my own needs -- those once attended to by
you; and so you drifted to him whose heart was, by
Urgent necessity, in peril lest you, the healer of those
forlorn, should fail to succor the weaker of us two.
today, today, as with all those new days before, .
i awoke from the sweet dreams of nocturnal .
flights of fancy, and that they should take .
Thank you, dear Mum!
Though warned, I will pursue my dreams!
All the best!
CoCo des beaux reves
today, today, as with all those new days before, .
i awoke from the sweet dreams of nocturnal .
flights of fancy, and that they should take .
Thanks, Ber, for the lovely image and the caution . . .
CoCo qui tombe
today, today, as with all those new days before, .
i awoke from the sweet dreams of nocturnal .
flights of fancy, and that they should take .
Today, today, as with all those new days before,
I awoke from the sweet dreams of nocturnal
Flights of fancy, and that they should take
Me through the break of day, lifting me
Skyward: such a silly, ordinary thing.
A child at heart -- so full of hope -- I ran to the
Hill outside my perch and said a prayer to
Icarus that, perhaps, he should favor
My plea to enter, but carefully so,
The realm where once he was.
I bowed my head, spoke my heart, and cast
Eyes toward eternal sun and lifted off the
Earth that held me fast, but now gave
Release to this boy who would not
Be told what dreams cannot be.