Maybe whomever he is, he HAS to get back home before the sun goes down. Perhaps like yours truly, he has seen "The Omega Man" and "I Am Legend" one too many times, and doesn't want to take any chances.
Finally, shouldn't the sun at least deserve partial "blame"* (* not the most appropriate word to use in this context, but I'm in a hurry) for having to duck out for parts of each day for destinations unknown?
Thanks Jeannie you understand and it is helping. :) oxoxo
Puggles dear, its not the sun I'm concerned about, we're talking about me wanting him in my life, I didn't know where 'he' was but 'he' wasn't with me and that was the problem.
You are the only person I know that can make fun of my sadness and make me laugh too. :) <3
you know , dianne, i perused your blog last night after i came back from my trip. it's awesome how you express your sentiments. you have a beautiful blog. xoxo
Foamie, thank you, nice of you to pop over again. I have been keeping this hurt inside for so long, time to let it out and move on. :) xoxox
Thanks anonymous, I am kind & loving, he has hurt me deeply but to be fair 'he' is a nice guy, can't crucify him just because he didn't return my affection. :)
Nice poem. Reminds me how I miss Mrs. Phos when we're apart, even during the day. Ah well.
Sorry I haven't been by sooner. I need to adjust my links and add some. I write a bit as well. If you get bored follow the link ot MOPP4 on my sidebar. Need to do more of that as well.
I really love your visits and promise not to be a stranger.
Figure that if you make known your attentions, something may come of it.
As a matter of fact, sitting to home and wishing won't get the job done. Lord knows, I spent near fifteen years wishing and what I have to show for it is fifteen wasted years.
How about the library? Got one there, somewhere? Get a couple of art books (or whatever trips your trigger books) and hang around for a bit. Mentally note who's there.
Go back regularly (this is how I fish, and it usually works)(when I say fish, I mean, bait hook, bamboo pole, strong line) and see if there are others doing what you are doing.
Say "hi" to someone doing what you're doing.
Don't be like that goofball, boneman. That path of home suffering will get you nothing.
And, how is it I think this is a good idea? Heck, I dunno. If I had done what I just suggested, I might at least be dating a librarian! I don't though, because I didn't try anything.
Phos dear thanks for dropping by, I think that it is lovely & thoughtful that you miss Mrs Phos when you're apart, its wonderful to have someone special in your life. I have visited your Blog before and I admire your writing and your poetry. I find that sometimes my ideas for writing come easily and the words flow but on other occasions cant express what I want to say. Visit again soon. :)
All original poetry & prose written by me 'Dianne Dawes' and all personal photos unless otherwise stated are copyrighted and remain the property of the blog owner Ms Dianne Dawes. Whilst every possible effort has been made to ensure the accuracy of all information posted on this blog no guarantee is offered or liability accepted for any errors or omissions.
Moi
♡ . . .
Dianne
November, 2012
“Love is the voice under all silences, the hope which has no opposite in fear; the strength so strong mere force is feebleness: the truth more first than sun, more last than star…” e e cummings
Ranunculus
“I held my breath as we do sometimes to stop time when something wonderful has touched us...” ― Mary Oliver, New and Selected Poems, Vol. 2
Peach Poppy Love
Meadow Daisies
Sweet Scented Roses
Gerbera Daisy
Bougainvillea
A flower from Alexandre
Thank You My Dear Friend
From Sui Generis of Imaginative Spirals
Thank you dear friend!
An Award
Gracias dear friend Elia! ♥
An Award from Elia
Gracias my sweet friend!
Gracias dearest Elia!
Yellow Flowers from Elia
Gracias my sweet friend!
From my dear friend Elia.
Gracias! ♡
Happy Week!
From my sweet friend eLiA ... ♥
Some of our most beautiful moments are unseen because we close our eyes when we kiss, laugh and dream ... ♡
Sun kissed roses ... ♥
Heart of Eglantine
Helenium
Happy Flowers
Zinnias
Daisy
Helleborus
Memories of Flowers
White Morning Flowers
“Hello, sun in my face. Hello you who made the morning and spread it over the fields...Watch, now, how I start the day in happiness, in kindness.” ― Mary Oliver
Fields of Gold
Anthericum formosum
Spring Flowers
Hazel Leaves
Pandorea Pandorana Alba
Lily of the Valley
Fresh Green Leaves
Rainy Day
Lavender Field in Provence
Lenten Rose / Helleborus
Sunny Daisies
Poppy Meadow
Meadow Flowers
Lycoris
Native Azalea
Crocosmia
The Seine at La Grande Jatte
Georges Seurat
Alfalfa La Lucerne Saint-Denis
Georges Seurat
Flowering Garden
Vincent Van Gogh
Pommiers En Fleurs
Pierre-Eugène Montezin
Come wander through the orchard with me ... ♥
In my garden the seeds of love and friendship are sown...♥
Vermont Summer - Hibbard
House of Monet 1873
Botanica
One of the most beautiful things about a garden is the anticipation it evokes.
I love the sweet fragrance of honeysuckle on a Summer's eve.
An Award
From my sweet friend Elia. Gracias! ♥
An award for me
From Lady*♥*Fiona, a great poet from "The Princess Passions". Thank you! ♡
From my dear friend Jasmin...♥
http://rosenwunder.blogspot.com/
Beautiful Christmas CD 2009
Thank you dearest K9 ... ♥
Maple Leaf Code Poem by /t. @ Mo'po
Please click on the image it is a link to this code poem in Dynamic Animation ... Thank you dear /t. for dedicating this poem to me ... ♡
10 comments:
Expressing feelings often helps us release them and the pain that often goes with them. Hoping your words bring you peace soon.
Maybe whomever he is, he HAS to get back home before the sun goes down. Perhaps like yours truly, he has seen "The Omega Man" and "I Am Legend" one too many times, and doesn't want to take any chances.
Finally, shouldn't the sun at least deserve partial "blame"* (* not the most appropriate word to use in this context, but I'm in a hurry) for having to duck out for parts of each day for destinations unknown?
Thanks Jeannie you understand and it is helping. :) oxoxo
Puggles dear, its not the sun I'm concerned about, we're talking about me wanting him in my life, I didn't know where 'he' was but 'he' wasn't with me and that was the problem.
You are the only person I know that can make fun of my sadness and make me laugh too. :) <3
you know , dianne, i perused your blog last night after i came back from my trip. it's awesome how you express your sentiments. you have a beautiful blog.
xoxo
Wonderful heart-felt sentiments, for an ill deserving soul. Lacking now the attentions of one of the kindest most loving people in the World!
Foamie, thank you, nice of you to pop over again. I have been keeping this hurt inside for so long, time to let it out and move on. :) xoxox
Thanks anonymous, I am kind & loving, he has hurt me deeply but to be fair 'he' is a nice guy, can't crucify him just because he didn't return my affection. :)
Nice poem. Reminds me how I miss Mrs. Phos when we're apart, even during the day. Ah well.
Sorry I haven't been by sooner. I need to adjust my links and add some. I write a bit as well. If you get bored follow the link ot MOPP4 on my sidebar. Need to do more of that as well.
I really love your visits and promise not to be a stranger.
Well, I agree with Jean, in a way.
Figure that if you make known your attentions, something may come of it.
As a matter of fact, sitting to home and wishing won't get the job done.
Lord knows, I spent near fifteen years wishing and what I have to show for it is fifteen wasted years.
How about the library? Got one there, somewhere?
Get a couple of art books (or whatever trips your trigger books) and hang around for a bit.
Mentally note who's there.
Go back regularly (this is how I fish, and it usually works)(when I say fish, I mean, bait hook, bamboo pole, strong line) and see if there are others doing what you are doing.
Say "hi" to someone doing what you're doing.
Don't be like that goofball, boneman. That path of home suffering will get you nothing.
And, how is it I think this is a good idea?
Heck, I dunno.
If I had done what I just suggested, I might at least be dating a librarian!
I don't though, because I didn't try anything.
Phos dear thanks for dropping by, I think that it is lovely & thoughtful that you miss Mrs Phos when you're apart, its wonderful to have someone special in your life. I have visited your Blog before and I admire your writing and your poetry. I find that sometimes my ideas for writing come easily and the words flow but on other occasions cant express what I want to say. Visit again soon. :)
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