Thank you, LV101, for posting. I do appreciate it.
Blessings.
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Promise
by compound complex inyou whispered in my ear that ne'er would you leave me.. but, truth be told, you died and went away before i could stand alone, or take a step, unless first you should offer a shoulder 'pon which to cry.. then, and only then, would i be free to take that path less traveled.
now, i tread that lonely road alone.. your promise to love forever buoyed my spirits, kept my sinking heart afloat.. you did not lie and break a solemn oath; you simply departed this pain-filled orb and went your way to another land.. does love reign eternal where you now reside?.
do promises, though long ago made, still hold their worth?.
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Broken Dreams
by compound complex ini am adrift, without rudder, in a sea of broken dreams.. my mind descends into a tangle of seaweed, which pulls my.
hapless frame downward into a black and sinister realm that.
holds its jailed without pity, with scant hope of future release.. i do love the land and all her beauty but fear the sea; i'm no.
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That is cool, Nancy!
Thank you!
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Are you affected by Seasonal Affective Disorder?
by compound complex inas i intimate in the words below, i like autumn and winter, but there's a downward spiral in my emotions.
i'm in control, yet, .
rain, at long last, has touched both our land and my soul.
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That's good news, Virgochik!
I can understand, although for me it was going from the drippy, fog-enshrouded Pacific coast to here, in the Sierras -- what a difference.
Thanks!
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Are you affected by Seasonal Affective Disorder?
by compound complex inas i intimate in the words below, i like autumn and winter, but there's a downward spiral in my emotions.
i'm in control, yet, .
rain, at long last, has touched both our land and my soul.
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Thank you, Carla, My Name, Bugbear, ttdtt, and Londo111 for incredible replies!
It never crossed my mind about lack of sunlight for those of you living so far up north. Funny how the big deal here -- the Sierra foothills of California and higher -- is that thousands brave the clogged highways to go skiing at Tahoe, Boreal, etc. Of course, there is the sun!
Yeah, trekking to a sunny tropical isle sounds mighty fine to me!
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Promise
by compound complex inyou whispered in my ear that ne'er would you leave me.. but, truth be told, you died and went away before i could stand alone, or take a step, unless first you should offer a shoulder 'pon which to cry.. then, and only then, would i be free to take that path less traveled.
now, i tread that lonely road alone.. your promise to love forever buoyed my spirits, kept my sinking heart afloat.. you did not lie and break a solemn oath; you simply departed this pain-filled orb and went your way to another land.. does love reign eternal where you now reside?.
do promises, though long ago made, still hold their worth?.
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You whispered in my ear that ne'er would you leave me.
But, truth be told, you died and went away before I could stand alone, or take a step, unless first you should offer a shoulder 'pon which to cry.
Then, and only then, would I be free to take that path less traveled.
Now, I tread that lonely road alone.
Your promise to love forever buoyed my spirits, kept my sinking heart afloat.
You did not lie and break a solemn oath; you simply departed this pain-filled orb and went your way to another land.
Does love reign eternal where you now reside?
Do promises, though long ago made, still hold their worth?
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Broken Dreams
by compound complex ini am adrift, without rudder, in a sea of broken dreams.. my mind descends into a tangle of seaweed, which pulls my.
hapless frame downward into a black and sinister realm that.
holds its jailed without pity, with scant hope of future release.. i do love the land and all her beauty but fear the sea; i'm no.
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The sea is my mother, my father the sky.
Both are eternal and vast, each in their way. As I rise slowly yet inexorably from Mother's protective embrace, I reach towards Father, life giver, mentor. He draws me up as spiraling vapor that is phantom-like but possessing true substance.
Under the aegis of Sky, I harness my chariot to Sister Wind and travel Earth's four corners, showering my bounty upon her children. They laud me, they thank me. However, I look upward towards Father, downward towards Mother. It is their approbation I seek. It is they who have given life and continued existence.
Praise must be directed accordingly . . .
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An Unwitting Mother
by compound complex inthe sea brought roberto to us, though he was as good as dead.
a limp and lifeless child he was when deposited at our back door by a sea that had raged the evening before.
on his behalf, most certainly, but more peculiarly in the interest of my miserable, lonesome self, has the roiling atlantic shown an uncharacteristic magnanimity.
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THE SEA BROUGHT ROBERTO TO US, though he was as good as dead.
A limp and lifeless child he was when deposited at our back door by a sea that had raged the evening before. On his behalf, most certainly, but more peculiarly in the interest of my miserable, lonesome self, has the roiling Atlantic shown an uncharacteristic magnanimity. Mercy. Charity. Roberto, we learned somewhat later, had been sole survivor of a small passenger ship lost off the Cornwall coast.
I have never known a man yet I have become a mother, that without the attendant discomforts that ultimately culminate in the travail of birth. Roberto, once awake, latched onto me as though I were his true mother and was loath to leave my side. At first.
By degrees, he weaned himself away from a comforting, protective embrace. The draw was not so much from without, that of a child's being lured to high adventure, but the natural curiosity of a guileless young man who simply needed to explore his new world.
Roberto's nascent world, one of miraculous rebirth and subsequent discovery, was in a parallel course with the old and comfortable world inhabited by two lonely but amiable spinsters.
Whose lives had been irrevocably upended.
Thanks to Judi Dench and Maggie Smith, Ladies in Lavender
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Were visits to the library an important part of your childhood?
by compound complex ingreetings, fellow bibliophiles:.
i remember how sad i was, as a little child, when our beloved carnegie library was razed (unsafe, structurally).
the same tragedy occurred when we moved to a new town and that similar architectural treasure was demolished to put up a new and gleaming building of steel and glass.
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I love being surrounded by books. . . . Oak shelves polished by use bearing sumptuous leather bound tomes row upon row... the works of Britain's finest thoughtsmiths who themselves wrote and researched there. Ahh, deep joy! -- Half banana
Your words, H b, are deep joy!
Thank you.
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Broken Dreams
by compound complex ini am adrift, without rudder, in a sea of broken dreams.. my mind descends into a tangle of seaweed, which pulls my.
hapless frame downward into a black and sinister realm that.
holds its jailed without pity, with scant hope of future release.. i do love the land and all her beauty but fear the sea; i'm no.
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What an amazing story, Old Navy.
It reminds me of my dad at sea, in the Pacific Theater, at an earlier time --WWII.
Thanks!
zeb:
Inspiring words!
Thank you.
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Tony "Tightpants" Morris Talks Of Tight Pants AGAIN!!
by pale.emperor inagain with the pants... tony, if you can't stop looking at young men in tight pants don't take it out on the rest of us.
https://www.facebook.com/john.cedars.5/posts/868329653345317.
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No, pale.emperor.
He's wearing khakis to match his blue plaid shirt. It would be unseemly to photograph him not fully clad. JWs would not even give off a hint of untoward unseemliness.
A prude who knows
