Not every woman can face the real challenges of being connected to a celebrity

Your posting reminds me of the first day of school many years ago and the unreasonable satisfaction I entertained for the very first notebook and fresh lead pencil.

Have you tried your local "church ladies"?

I just watched the "Wolverine" movie; I think Hugh Jackman may actually be immortal...(drool, dribble..etc..)

Homemade mac 'n cheese......

This so beautifully expresses how the glory of the Creator is reflected in our wonder at the Creation.

"...that "someone", will read her...
and see the real woman, ..."

Nice vision that we all share - that despite the tender underbellies we try to protect in this place, we are still able to reveal enough to be appreciated, maybe loved by the right person.

Very nice indeed!

"I knew I could never stop falling "

You have defined what keeps love alive - continuing to find fascination in one's beloved.

"by the made up
looks on our faces "
.......
"for 12 years
they lied
a life "

Such a rich descriptions for deception and a powerful testimony to how we can see people as mirrors of what we ourselves want to believe.

Really good, sir!

"Life is short
Little more
Than a very
Long day

Is it such a crime
To want to
Spend that time
With someone
Who still owns
A pair of
Rose-colored glasses?”

What a tremendous image this is!

It is so self-contained, it could indeed stand alone on its own.

Masterful internal rhyming in the whole work, too. Impressive!

How you speak to the unity of all our souls in the shared condition of being moved by forces of the universes!

It "seems" beyond our control, but being rooted in the earth - as is the willow - is what unites us and what allows our expression.

And you express the human condition better than anyone!!

I love how it is possible you mean that the thighs are his as well as the tee shirt.

Lovely tension of meaning!!

Even when one endures a season of loss, there is still the harvest of wisdom. Your wisdom assures us that the nurturing and renewal of love is a daily choice. There is always a harvest for the good heart.

I like the energy created by your repetition of

"It's the first night",

leading one to the unexpected destination of

"its the first night alone
without you".

THAT is how momentum is achieved, folks!

"Lana! Zug zug!! Ahhhh!"

(Ringo Starr, "Caveman")

Magnificent metre, Sharris, and such energy! Just excellent!

A magnificent analogy for the simple embrace of life and its confident unquestioning of its destination, purely and simply following its flow to where it must.

O,Time!

Let me feel your fingers -
stroking my pained heart,
calming my pulsing torment,
soothing my tortured brow.

Can you whisper in my ear, tell me -
that I did not invent agony,
that hearts can overbeat and live,
that I, too, will survive?

O,Time!
Move toward me until I may move toward you!

© LCA 31 May 2009

You have painted the wall of the room that every one of us with harsh memories of childhood still revisits...from time to time.

Perhaps the only "escape" is the continuing to embrace the certainty that we have learned from the neglect and chosen to live life in a different and healthy way.

Learning to pass on love to others - especially our children - when we did not first receive it, is the crowning of human potential.

You are THERE and write in a most beautifully human way. Accept the peace that is yours.

Your last three words say it all so much more effectively than any paragraph trying to explain your excitement! It lives!!