tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2377252801421681569.post1915512395166374462..comments2023-10-28T04:53:32.505-07:00Comments on View From The Northern Wall: Ending, How Long Is Nowchristopherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04201537517464996231noreply@blogger.comBlogger10125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2377252801421681569.post-29049218821096577812009-02-06T20:51:00.000-08:002009-02-06T20:51:00.000-08:00Welcome, Kathiesbirds I hope I can continue to ple...Welcome, Kathiesbirds I hope I can continue to please you.<BR/><BR/>Faith, I am not so sad as all that. I had a hard couple of days, and then it was actually battling the "she wants to be friends??" because my m.o. is to go far away and start over, end of story. So I am actually a little surprised at how wise that move actually is, to go far away. I would be free all the time as I am right now of that bittersweet thing. It is only there when I am around her doing the friend thing. She still owns property here so she is in town from Vancouver B.C. fairly often. When she comes she visits me first to decompress, she says.<BR/><BR/>I did it different because she asked and also because I know it is the higher road.christopherhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04201537517464996231noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2377252801421681569.post-21050819305575114842009-02-06T15:33:00.000-08:002009-02-06T15:33:00.000-08:00ChristopherI came back to read the comments and wh...Christopher<BR/>I came back to read the comments and what you say breaks my heart a little. Bittersweet is a word I have used in my poems sometimes. So much of life is bittersweet. I wish for you that things had turned out differently. I think you are so wonderful to still be close to her as a friend. I know that is not easy sometimes. I have shed a few tears for you this evening.L.https://www.blogger.com/profile/08030622402438915251noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2377252801421681569.post-66229749772359134412009-02-06T15:25:00.000-08:002009-02-06T15:25:00.000-08:00Christopher, I like the poem you left on Coexist s...Christopher, I like the poem you left on Coexist so I followed your link here. I always go for love and let myself in for a hard landing if that's the way it goes. Love is worth the risk!Kathie Brownhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10377224759599266209noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2377252801421681569.post-15618255456572932192009-02-06T14:58:00.000-08:002009-02-06T14:58:00.000-08:00Good, I guess, though I am sorry that critters are...Good, I guess, though I am sorry that critters are feeding on you.<BR/>:)christopherhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04201537517464996231noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2377252801421681569.post-79403816120486329842009-02-06T14:50:00.000-08:002009-02-06T14:50:00.000-08:00I like the first one. I can see it and can feel th...I like the first one. I can see it and can feel the comparison with self.Karenhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12003379181294550035noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2377252801421681569.post-21866969512986996972009-02-06T14:28:00.000-08:002009-02-06T14:28:00.000-08:00Faith, I thank you for your words once again. I w...Faith, I thank you for your words once again. I wish letting go felt as good as it sounds...sounds like I have my shit together. Heh. <BR/><BR/>I know how to save my ass. Not letting go sinks me. I am not always graceful in the actuality. You can't always save your ass and your face at the same time. But I have friends to lean on and spiritual tools to use. <BR/><BR/>I devised a prayer for a prayer practice when Francesca decided that moving to Canada was more important to her than I was, but she wanted to remain friends. By that she meant really good friends, the hang out together kind but no more involvement, no more sharing beds. I was mostly unable to get my head around that, and still marvel at how women can fall out of love but not out of affection. <BR/><BR/>So I needed something to do. I ran into two prayers MaryAnn Williamson wrote in a book. They worked for me, so I welded them together and revised them to suit me, started saying that every day in order to decompress. That took about six months but it worked. I never did misbehave but I stayed fairly distant through most of that time. Now I hang out with her pretty easy, though there is a bittersweet tang underneath the surface. I thought we would eventually marry.christopherhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04201537517464996231noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2377252801421681569.post-36183799982830263242009-02-06T13:42:00.000-08:002009-02-06T13:42:00.000-08:00Beautiful as always. It is the letting go that is ...Beautiful as always. It is the letting go that is never easy. You let go with such grace in your poems.<BR/><BR/>Head and Heart -- reminds me of<BR/><A HREF="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=lusPaLec9TE" REL="nofollow">John Martyn - Head and Heart</A><BR/>(hope the link works:) this is still new to me)L.https://www.blogger.com/profile/08030622402438915251noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2377252801421681569.post-78660641098212116862009-02-06T09:37:00.000-08:002009-02-06T09:37:00.000-08:00Oh, your only 63. That's nice to know. Love your p...Oh, your only 63. That's nice to know. Love your poems, as always.jozienhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10212900310477832041noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2377252801421681569.post-50646768114873150592009-02-06T08:00:00.000-08:002009-02-06T08:00:00.000-08:00Heart counts for more than head in so much of life...Heart counts for more than head in so much of life. And yet heart can't be communicated in words without head. It's a puzzle. I practice head stuff all the time so I can say heart stuff without confusion, but it's a risk and a price.<BR/><BR/>The risk is getting lost in my head. The price is that many people think I talk above them. I even get accused of being too intellectual, too philosophical, but I actually think poetically, mythically.<BR/><BR/>It has taken all of my 63 years to do this.christopherhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04201537517464996231noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2377252801421681569.post-37775680366942893702009-02-06T07:36:00.000-08:002009-02-06T07:36:00.000-08:00I love both of these, and especially the second on...I love both of these, and especially the second one. They are so very real, and they speak of the heart in such a familiar way.RachelWhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/18225401230724459199noreply@blogger.com