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The days and years
Tell me
Of color greying
Of skin weathering,
But in my mind’s eye
You are held
Fixed
Cherished…
Your smile each morning
Is like the sunrise
Cresting mountains
Across a fog misted
Blue-grey valley,
Breath-taking.
Your gentle touch
Still makes my heart pound
Like ocean waves
Crashing and cascading
Across a rocky shoreline
Within my chest
Your kindness
Caresses me
Like a gentle breeze
On a warm summer’s evening
Your love
Envelopes me
Like a warm blanket
On a cold winter’s night
How do I love thee?
Across the days and years
From breath-taking dawn
Through mid-day’s lust,
Evening’s gentle breeze
To Winter’s warm embrace.
I love you across
Our lives together
And,
God willing,
Beyond
[My response to Elizabeth Barrett Browning  (Sonnet 43)   —    kmab]
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But love me for love’s sake, that evermore
Thou mayst love on, through love’s eternity.
    —    Elizabeth Barrett Browning
From:  “If thou must love me… (Sonnet 14)
[You romantics seeking the full poem can find it here.    —    kmab]
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Back on 17 July 2010, I added two pages for two of my favorite poems (sonnets) by Elizabeth Barrett Browning.  I also added a post (Browning…) which included a little poem I used to read on the bus going to school.  I noted in the post that I wasn’t sure I was remembering it correctly (or well), but it now seems I got it pretty close.
Today I was going through one of my old journals and found the source and then was able to look up the whole of the poem – which I have also added as a page off of my Poems tab.
The poem seems to go by a couple of different names.  One is:  “Song” and the other is the first line of the poem:  “I prithee send me back my heart”.  The author is Sir John Suckling.
The particular verse I really like is:
But love is such a mystery,
I cannot find it out:
For when I think I’m best resolv’d,
I then am in most doubt.
It turns out the other verses are fairly good too.  Anyway, I hope you have a moment to enjoy the poem (and maybe take a second look at Browning’s sonnets).
Hammerin’:
Tonight I finally got around to watching the “Thor” DVD my son (James) gave me for Christmas.  We saw the movie when it was out at the cinema and both enjoyed it.  I actually think I liked the movie more this time.  I seemed to follow the story more and got more out of the dialogue (which was actually pretty funny).  I did find the movie did not translate to the smaller screen as well, though – particularly the scenes in Asgard.  Strangely enough, the scenes where Thor uses Mjolnir (his magic hammer) seemed more realistic on the smaller screen than they did at the theater.  So, like I said, mixed reactions, but I enjoyed it.
More good news:
I got off the phone with my brother who reports his doctor got the final results of the biopsy on his throat and it confirmed the preliminary finding – there is no cancer in his lymph nodes.  Very good news to start the weekend.
And lastly:  Go Niners, beat the NY Giants!!!
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I remember reading a poster on a bus when I was riding to school one morning:
“For love is such a mystery,
I cannot find it out;
And when I think it’s best resolved,
I then am most in doubt”.
I’m not sure who wrote it, or even if I’m remembering it correctly, but it’s been a ditty which has stuck with me throughout my life.
And so I offer two “real” love poems, both by Elizabeth Barrett Browning:  “If thou must love me… (Sonnet 14)” and “How Do I Love Thee? (Sonnet 43)“.  Even as a fairly poorly cultured American male, I can recognize some of the most famous lines in poetry.  Some day I’ll have to look up exactly what a “Sonnet” is…  ‘Til then…
Back in the Gym…
I was able to jog again today.  I got in my two miles and then lifted weights.  Some pain in my back – but bearable.  I’m hoping for no pain tomorrow as I’ve got a lot of yard work to plow thru (pun intended).
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