I have thoughts, doubts, longings to figure out exactly where my artistic side came from…no poets in our family tree…if there were, they all fell out centuries ago.
Nice write.
You make us question ourselves.
j.

Thank you.

Lives come and go, some invisible, some sadly hiding in the nowhere found easily. But, even more live on in special places made by self-made dig-deep offerings – OR, are globally awarded in forever continuity.

It reads like whirlwind romance tangled up in finer details. “Fingers playing ivories towards my laughter” carries a poetic notion within the telling of story and fantastic reality. He’s a lucky man to have you and you’re lucky to have this strange man in return! Compellingly positive….

Joy,
You know, live wears many different costumes, and is a quick-change artist, too. In the sensory overload of 21st century life, it seems an impossibility to stop long enough to see anything, really. When was the last time you knew of a new “painted lady house?” No, todays houses are all little boxes because no one has the time for beauty, any more.
Vol

It is refreshing to see new “voices” in here. Yours is quite entertaining and I like how it isn’t routine anything. I read a few of your writes, to get an idea of what the author is about. You’re top notch.

Many thank yous for such a generous review, truly mean that. Must admit, I write as I think – randomly! Obviously a little editing is done but probably not enough – but I try.

The topnotch will do very nicely and is much appreciated. But, the pressure’s on now!!! 🙂

I didn’t feel this until very recently, but now I do.
You stated my state of mind and heart here, Green.
j.

I’m hoping that’s true for me. Someday I’ll know for sure. 🙂

Short and sweet

We are always at the starting point of a new beginning, and that’s exactly where we’re meant to be 🌼

I used to ponder such things and wrestle with the all-too-powerful fate and the places and predicaments it put me in. Now in old age, I’m inclined to see it as you do.

The eggs. Hatching and bringing a new community of thought to the world, One of peace and love.
If the yoke is strong enough…we need the young folks to stand up for what’s right….leave their cell phones and facebook and other social media behind….and place eggs of love in the basket.
j.

Thank you.