Sometimes we all live
sometimes we don't regret
sometimes are the best times
sometimes there's no time to think
(throw caution to each of the four winds)
sometimes the needle fits
sometimes I get the best of it
sometimes the sun shines
sometimes no one dies
sometimes
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TFE, this is amazing. I was feeling a bit melancholy, so I popped in to see if you had posted anything new. I just posted my 'One Line Poem of the Day' on Facebook, and it began with the word, 'Sometimes...' Great minds, and all that.
LOVE your poem!
Hello Jeanne,well, one great mind(yours) and a TFE, thinking alike is cool dipping into the same little poetry pool.Hope the melancholia has gone, if not, when no one is looking just skip down the road a bit, I swear it's not possible to feel blue and skip at the same time.It will make you smile- guaranteed.
That's got pretty much all of what it takes, I would say! I like it a lot. It's a poem I could keep going back to.
Very true - hope this is a sometime for you.
Is that dog moonwalking?....
Having spent a while reading through your poetry... I've come to the conclusion that, you are actually as great as you claim!...
Puts me in mind of Stevens' "of Bright & Blue Birds and the Gala Sun". Hmmm, maybe I'll work that into a post now that I'm thinking of it.
Sometimes I wish I were an Angel, sometimes I wish I was you...
thanks for the earworm, nice poem tho
Hi TFE - it is good to have you back. I began to think you had disappeared down that lovely lane on your header, never to return.
I like the poem - all the time, not sometimes.
Linked you in my Question #3 post.
Good one, TFE-- you're still seeing stars in a good way-- poetically!
I'm surprised
I'm totally enjoying your playlist
Recalled how much I liked Tracy Chapman
and why I loved Losing My Religion, REM
I was just picking CHICKEN off the bone,
in preparation for throwing it into the soup.
Got 5 hours before Jook (Chinese chicken-rice porridge) happens
All this done to the sound of your playlist in the background
thanks
I'm totally enjoying your playlist
Recalled how much I liked Tracy Chapman
and why I loved Losing My Religion, REM
Was just picking CHICKEN off the bone
in preparation for throwing it into the soup.
Got 5 hours of simmering before Jook (Chinese chicken-rice porridge melt-down) happens
All done to the sound of your playlist in the background
thanks
Hello Feck, do you know, right now, this is exactly fitting? With upset and family crap on my O.H.'s side, I've been so thankful of the 'free days' where we let our hair down and just 'do stuff'. Life seems awfully fragile at the moment, and this poem reminds me how good it is to see him laugh like a child and just be alive. x
Thanks ,Dave, really glad you like it :)
Hello Heather,sometimes I have my sometimes (more often I have my more oftens) and boy but it's nice when they come along!Wishing you many :)
Hey Watercats, thanks, I think it was more of a sand dance and thanks for reading me pomes ,they are indeed 'the best most profoundly moving words ever written'*
* source,The Guiney's book of bollix.
Hey Susan(Artsparker)thanks for the generous kind words and for the link. You did a great post your art is fabtabulous -everyone should check it out on http://artsparktheatre.blogspot.com/
Mrs Niamh ,have you been sniffing the sherry again? Earworm? Thank ye (Ithink?) you crazy lady.
Thanks Weaver, glad you liked the poome,funny thing is I did actually amost dissappear down that lane 2 years ago, it leads to lough Mask and i fell(have you noticed a pattern developing here?) in and i canno swim.Feck it was cold too!
Good man, John,I love looking at the stars, hoping to see something happen :)
Hello Laurie, welcome to my humble ablog1 And thanks for listening to those groovy toons.Tracy Chapman is coool iplayed her album to death years ago but it still sounds good now-class.Liked REM when they were less well known and indie, lost something with success but still capable of a few good toons along the way.Internet is crazee I'm picturing you dancing in your kitchen preparing food thousands of miles away while listening to these songs and I'm thinking I'd LOVE to try some jook!
Hello Auntie,very difficult times for you and yours, I can barely begin to imagine, but yes, life, you are so right, can seem awfully fragile, whether it be a million years or a day, I'm so glad you manage to enjoy those 'free days' though and really hope for good things,the best things, to happen for you all.
TFE, adore that song 'On a day like this'...have just come back from a haberdashery (that word always makes me think of knights of old for some reason...anyway...onwards..)store and sorely needed that song and your poem is pretty damn clever and good and speaks to me a lot...
Is that Molly's silhouette...how is she doing now?
cheers, TFE : )
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kamnt remember wot i wos sayin, ithink it was thanks :)
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