Tuesday, April 24, 2018
SOLITUDE
Those who love
fiercely and
strongly
often find themselves
wrongly
wronged
or so it may seem
as opposed to those who
settle
for what presents itself
as a long-term solution
to solitude
which one who loves
fiercely
eventually learns
is the long-term solution
to
two
(many) wrongs
not making a right
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... which brings us back to the original question of what is normal ... anyway ... Love, cat.
ReplyDeleteI'm setting myself as the new norm/so you'd better conform
Delete... and she will b loved ... Love, cat,
DeleteThat should be in a song--lol
DeleteYou're so right... sigh..
ReplyDeleteBeen there, done that. Thanks, Sanaa!
ReplyDeleteNice. Luv the use of homophones to add interest and humor
ReplyDeleteMuch🌼love
I do appreciate that...yes I dew
Deleteyes, indeed, and which comes first, the chicken, or the egg - please, if you would, sir, of the new norm, would you clarify and demystify this question, for as simple as it is? Lest I continue to get all misty-eyed and die at the rocks at your feet, as you stand poised with scalpel over skin.
ReplyDeleteHow sensually poetic of you! The answer is neither, for time is an illusion.
Delete(slapping my forehead) - of course, the answer is right before my eyes, but I was too blind to see -
Deletedo forgive me for I have only recently allowed for solitude to be my soul's companion, so it is I am enraptured with myself .... illusions and delusions included in the price -
LOL -
thanks - and I hope you have a most excellent mid-week on to the Friday/weekend crawl.
I totally understand how you'd be all wrapped up in yourself at this point...especially amidst those tangled bed sheets in the morning. I'm forming a club for people who enjoy solitude...but we don't get together that often.
Deleteseems to sound right - all we have to do is send up smoke signals from time to time ... that might work
DeleteWill give it a try. Last time I burned up my blanket.
DeleteTo true, I love my solitude for all those reasons :-)
ReplyDeleteKindred spirit.
DeleteOh, a one-sentence poem! (I have a passion for them.) And a nicely turned verse it is.
ReplyDeleteSometimes you just have to spit it out that way--lol
DeleteWow...this is so true!!
ReplyDeleteThose who can appreciate solitude will know.
Deletewell
ReplyDeletea lot settle for
mr wrong
instead of
mr no one
mr not quite right
is probably the best option
as mr right does not exist:)
You hit that one on the head. It only hurts for a little while.
DeleteA convoluted appraisal of this conundrum of making love stay.
ReplyDeleteIf anyone asks me what it's about...I'll tell 'em that!
DeleteSometimes settling can make one realize how precious solitude can be.
ReplyDeleteWhen it disappears from your life, eh?
DeleteThus, To... Two, Too.
ReplyDeleteTwo sit alone
counting Too many wrongs
To shorten time
When you lose count, that's the time to locate the nearest exit :)
DeleteA truth well said.
ReplyDeleteGood to see you, Sara!
ReplyDeleteGreat article..I am looking so forward to your blogcomment and
ReplyDeleteI love your page on your post.. That is so pretty..
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