Friday, August 18, 2006

Poles Apart

Your words, golden threaded,

My ears stunned as my hearing

When you said sweeter, being poles

Know not I take it, a challenge,
breaking my


Sarah said...

time heels

starry nights said...

I have to agree with sarah. takes time.but if it is a temporary parting. distance does make the heart grow fonder.

Mindinside said...

Words are not golden if breaking a heart even unintentional

Walker said...

Pain is life and sorrow is a breath.
Very good post Jac. now to go see what I have been missing

jac said...

Will it ? Has it ?

"Love that does not renew itself every day becomes a habit and in turn a slavery."


jac said...


If you agree with Sarah, the answer is there.

I don’t know if you will understand, but it is something like climbing the Mount Everest.
So many hardships, toils and risks and finally you are there.
When you reach there, you find out that you can’t look with your bare eyes because your eyes get spoiled by the can't use your fingers as is known that with out a glove your fingers will be bitten by frost, you can’t dress as you like and finally you realize that you can't breath even, you need an oxygen mask to do it.

Crazy ! Am I not ?

jac said...


Missed you.

We must embrace pain and burn it as fuel for our journey.

-Kenji Miyazawa-

Should I say thanks ?

Monica said...

Yes, I have the right person in mind for Tuesday. No doubt about it.

jac said...


Perhaps it is !!

vibhor said...

yes dear, time heels every wound...
just take it another challenge and go through it...

Neers said...

i agree!! with love that does not renew...! :) wonderful poetry here...i LOVED it!!!

Merci Monseiur! for the lil corrections! :)

Strictly for my friends said...

You are definitely improving as a poet!

November Rain said...

The heart speaks not with words but of a whisper

let words fade and then the melody calls sweeter

taste the nectar of a heartbeat miles away

reading and fallng in love each of every day

jac said...


You are pin-pointing me, like in a microscopic viewfinder of a Winchester?

jac said...


Welcome to the window to my soul.

Yes, I know time is important and precious but I believe what Harvey Mackay said is correct.

Time has other meanings too

"Time is free, but it's priceless.

You can't own it, but you can use it.
You can't keep it, but you can send it.
Once you've lost it, you can never get it back."

What about time is lost ?

Thanks for the visit.

jac said...


It is like energy...recyled enrgy, everyday to be renewed and recharged.

Grâce à Mademoiselle neers

jac said...

strictly for my friends

Flattered and thrilled by your comment.


starry nights said...

Jac you are right.thanks for explaining. I did not get that part. Want to climb Mount everest so bad and when once you are there, its not what it all seemed to be like.

jac said...


The whisper of me heard as resonance afar
nectar so sweet, but then heartbeats so sweeter
ridden with a veil or hidden in a burrow
flouting all arrows, I'll sing like a sparrow

jac said...


"Oru mouna ragam"

Let this be a silent but expressive tune... sweet as a tweet.

Maya Cassis said...


jac said...



samuru999 said...

Tender and beautiful!
Take care!

Lorna said...

Are you heartbroken or is that poetic license?

jac said...


Thanks, Margie !

jac said...


I am smiling at your question, because I can't answer it.

"Poetry is not an opinion expressed. It is a song that rises from a bleeding wound or a smiling mouth."
-Khalil Gibran-

And I am still smiling. :)

aklanta said...

Side by side, but stranger!

Tiesha said...

I love this! Very nice. Sad, but beautiful.

jac said...


My poetic mind is crazier than me.

jac said...


I wanted it, thanks for that.

Don Iannone said...



Thanks for stopping by Conscious Living and introducing yourself. Great site you have here.

jac said...


Welcome to the window to my soul.

I did see you in many of my fav blogs, but thought to check it out today.

Thanks for reciprocating.

Manic Street Preacher said...

beautifully said, friend.


jac said...


Thanks, take off your shoes, sit and rest a while. still have sand in your shoes.

Gaurav Jain said...

amazing interpretation of a stunning photograph :)

jac said...


You flatter me and I am flattered.


thequeen said...

qHoly mother of wow that hurt to read. I can't stop crying....

Anali said...

Great blog and I love the butterfly! Thanks for stopping by my blog too.

jac said...


That was only my poem, dear.

jac said...


Welcome to my window.

Delighted to have you here.
I can give you the butterfly if you want.

Thanks for coming and commenting.

hellbunny said...

Sometimes in life we can't have the thing our heart desires.

jac said...


You are so right.


I love Munich said...

A very lovely poem Jac ... but with a sad undertone!
I echo hellbunny ... that's sooo true! Watch yourself!

jac said...


Yes, I already know it.