tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2377252801421681569.post63044195910857669..comments2023-10-28T04:53:32.505-07:00Comments on View From The Northern Wall: Building Harmonychristopherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04201537517464996231noreply@blogger.comBlogger12125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2377252801421681569.post-71707517154464583322010-02-19T09:32:36.432-08:002010-02-19T09:32:36.432-08:00I have no words in this warm wind.I have no words in this warm wind.christopherhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04201537517464996231noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2377252801421681569.post-25679880527166464352010-02-19T08:37:47.670-08:002010-02-19T08:37:47.670-08:00Christopher,
It has been more than a year since I...Christopher,<br /><br />It has been more than a year since I have known you. You have changed my life. Maybe even been the guardian angel that kept me going one more day and one more day more. You taught me that I am okay... to just breath... that the moment I am in right now... I can be in... and live. And I love you from a deep deep place inside of me. You allowed me to love you when I needed to feel connected and loved. And you always showed me love back. There really aren't words to thank you. But.... Thank you.L.https://www.blogger.com/profile/03946598641243828688noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2377252801421681569.post-86426900598073651642010-02-19T07:40:24.903-08:002010-02-19T07:40:24.903-08:00I feel like I remember this one. Or something lik...I feel like I remember this one. Or something like it. :)<br /><br />My heart is open to you.christopherhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04201537517464996231noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2377252801421681569.post-26042135808089151672010-02-19T06:08:37.271-08:002010-02-19T06:08:37.271-08:00I found you
out in the sugar rain.
Do I even know...I found you<br />out in the sugar rain.<br /><br />Do I even know where<br />to begin with this sweetness?<br /><br />The trees bend down thinking<br />it is ice or snow<br />thinking it is time to give in to the weight<br />only to find light and sweetness<br /><br />I am surprised too<br />my own limbs free<br />free in the sugar rain<br />you let fall all around<br />my world.L.https://www.blogger.com/profile/03946598641243828688noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2377252801421681569.post-39574158096447923632010-02-18T15:45:37.880-08:002010-02-18T15:45:37.880-08:00I agree that the best love poems are written speci...I agree that the best love poems are written specifically. In fact, I am somewhat at a loss in thinking how else love happens but in the specific. Erk. I don't have much use for or trust in statements about love generally unless they stay close to specifics like you suggest. I had a specific person in mind when I wrote this poem. She is a real person but she is not my lover. She could be, however. It is easy to marry the realities of past loves with the dream of a current person.christopherhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04201537517464996231noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2377252801421681569.post-78066317398451282782010-02-18T11:14:33.396-08:002010-02-18T11:14:33.396-08:00At Poetic Asides over the weekend, they had some t...At Poetic Asides over the weekend, they had some thoughts on love poetry. Someone pointed out that the best love poems were written for particular people, that they could never be truly honest unless they addressed someone specific. I agree with that, but drawing on what you say here, I think that "love" and "love poem" are broad terms; there are romances, and there are muses, there are romantic sonnets and there are paeans of inspiration. Art is love and love is art?<br /><br />I'm turning myself around here. Anyway, you've given me food for thought. :)Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2377252801421681569.post-563594870842065772010-02-18T07:38:43.524-08:002010-02-18T07:38:43.524-08:00Art's best subject is love. Love is art's...Art's best subject is love. Love is art's best energy.christopherhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04201537517464996231noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2377252801421681569.post-66787574072992912722010-02-18T06:24:39.976-08:002010-02-18T06:24:39.976-08:00Ah, you heard me last night, and I thought I was a...Ah, you heard me last night, and I thought I was alone :) Love songs to empty spaces, hoping to reach private ears. I am intrigued by this love and art synergy. There is definitely something there.Wine and Wordshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06778785233226804217noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2377252801421681569.post-28009031470767207532010-02-18T05:07:13.668-08:002010-02-18T05:07:13.668-08:00Yes. My point of course is that love ennobles and...Yes. My point of course is that love ennobles and lifts human life. It is the power of flight and places the most ordinary lives into a mythic land hwere we are all kings and queens.<br /><br />That is the universal and unselfish note. That I become king cannot, would not, block you in your own love becoming king or queen. In fact, I notice that a true lover at the peak hopes everyone will find a way to enter love's kingdom. <br /><br />I found in my own experience that I was actively praying for "all of you" that you could find what I found. I was much more generous than my earlier incarnation. Far from being all wrapped up in my own affairs, I was much more willing to enter yours. The reason is simple, my love protected me from the darkness no matter what was in front of me. I had no need of extra courage.christopherhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04201537517464996231noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2377252801421681569.post-34988630704130582212010-02-18T02:46:24.593-08:002010-02-18T02:46:24.593-08:00Even when it ends in tragedy and we know it will, ...Even when it ends in tragedy and we know it will, we do it that way because we must. <br /><br />I note the unselfishness of this in the hope <br /><br />"That you sing of me<br />in the rain that falls around<br />your heart gives me hope"<br /><br />and yet the speaker shares in the glorious results. <br /><br />Wonderful musings about art and love. I think of all the famous lovers from myth and literature and life.Karenhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12003379181294550035noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2377252801421681569.post-65465269280837397702010-02-17T23:44:00.555-08:002010-02-17T23:44:00.555-08:00(sorry for the mono-comments but this is what I ha...(sorry for the mono-comments but this is what I have....)Michellehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00816138640432897870noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2377252801421681569.post-87542993106490729342010-02-17T23:42:45.117-08:002010-02-17T23:42:45.117-08:00Oh...
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