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Tuesday, March 2, 2010

Have You Ever Really Loved Somebody? (Poem)

Have You Ever Really Loved Somebody?

Have you ever really loved somebody
So strongly that you felt their heartbeat inside your own
So deeply that their well-being was more important than your own existence
So passionately that it encompassed every atom of your being
So fervently that no matter what transpired, you can't deny to yourself that the love remains?
Love like that, in spite of pain and grief, never dies
You might be able to lie to others about it
You might be able to lie to yourself... for awhile
Even when hope no longer exists
Love still resides

What is it? - Creative Challenge #23

Using the phrase below as the theme (you don't have to use the exact words) post a poem, story or a photo in your blog. Please leave your link here in the comment section so we can all enjoy your Creative Challenge and don't forget to leave your blog open to everyone so we can all see your creation(s).

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The phrase/word: pleasure
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What is it?

Here is the riddle:
It' often sought, but rarely found
Some things delight temporarily
But most often
What we get fades quickly
And sends us searching once again
It's not something external
Or based on temporary satisfaction
Or passionate stimulation
But something that brings
Pleasure for the rest of our lives
So, here is the riddle
What is it?

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Indecision - Creative Challenge #42

Using the phrase or below as the theme (you don't have to use the exact words) post a poem, story or photo in your blog that has been created by you.

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The phrase or word this week:
hanging in the balance

Indecision

Indecision - Composer: Cal Jennings

Life and death

Love and loss

Acceptance and fear

Hope and hatred

Peace and turmoil

In the middle

Lives are lost

Hanging in the balance

Undecided

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Cellar of the Soul - Repost with Music Added

Cellar of the Soul

Dingy, dusty cellar of the soul
Why hast thou neglected it so?
Totally surrounded by darkness
At least some light remains
Reach inward once again
And find the source of that light
Lest darkness overtake what remains
Fear not the darkness, for it is weak
Let your light brightly shine for all to see
For then you'll see the darkness has no choice but to flee

Copyright © 2008 Cal Jennings

Poem to Re-Write Into a Song (original)

I joke and laugh to keep from crying
I try to smile to keep from dying
It doesn't work, though. I'm still blue
Over the haunting absence of you
I feel you stronger now than ever
Guess I wasn't very clever
Thought I could move on, forget
But it just leads to more regret
I'm here missing you
I'm lonely and blue
I've held you in my heart
From he very start
The jasmine scent is strong
And though I've done things wrong
I hope that you'll forgive
One day so we'll live
Being loving friends
'Cause I'll love you to the end
Don't care what others say
They're only in the way
Of what both our hearts know
And the love to you I'd show

Copyright © 2009 Cal Jennings

7 Years Ago Today

Dec 19, '08 5:49 PM

Diane

Today is a bit of a sad day for me. Seven years ago today, Diane passed away. I had hoped she would make it to Christmas, but she didn't. I had brought Christmas to her a little early just in case.

She was at a hospice center in Houston. It was a very nice, very expensive center. She had a private room with a beautiful view. We had put a small Christmas tree in the room for her.

I had gone home the previous night to feed the dogs and take care of a few things around the house since she seemed to be doing relatively well. I got a call from her on the morning of the 19th and she seemed to be in good spirits. She asked for a few things and I told her I would find them and bring them to her.

Just as I had found the things she asked for and was headed out to the car, I got a phone call from her dad, telling me that she had passed away. It was a long drive from Texas City to the hospice center where she was. It took me about an hour to get there and find parking. When I got there, her family was upset that it took me so long. I wasn't doing too well myself at that time and was having to use a motorized cart to get around, but they didn't consider that. I guess they were just upset from Diane's passing.

I went to her room and saw her and gave her cold lips a kiss goodbye. It was a pretty difficult thing to experience, especially after losing my 5 closest friends and my dog, Samanta, earlier that year.

If I don't seem especially joyous around Christmas, perhaps this will help you understand why.
In addition to Diane's death, not knowing Jill's condition has compounded that grief. Having gone through it, being disabled and spending every single day of Diane's demise with her, it's harder not knowing how Jill is doing. I know what to expect. I know the stages. I know the difficulty of the treatments and the stretching of the esophagus. I've been though it. Not being able to help and comfort makes things pretty unbearable for me. Anyway, this is about Diane, not Jill, but I thought you should know in case I seem unusually harsh or bitter some days. Back to Diane.

Diane and I had some good times over the years. We were about as different as night and day in many ways, which made the first five years pretty difficult. Once we got all our difficulties worked out and she decided she wanted to get married, though, things were pretty nice, except for her occasional flings. They didn't happen often, though, so it was bearable.

Here is a picture from one of those good times. I had a better one, but this one seems to be the only one that survives. Diane didn't have her head positioned right and I don't have the expression on my face that I had in the other one when we were ready, but here it is anyway:

Merry Christmas

Love, Hope, Peace, & Christ Is With Us All,

Cal-el

This Home - Creative Challenge #80

The phrase for this week:
home

The Rules:

Post a poem, story or photo that has been created by you using the phrase/word above as the inspiration.

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This Home

It's fortress of solitude

A place for quiet interlude

It's nice and warm and keeps me dry

A modest place, but I'll get by

I like this home that shelters me

It's as peaceful as can be

It's a great place to recharge

When the world does seem too large

It houses all the things I need

Its land does grow things to me feed

It's a place with birds and squirrels

Where inspiration grows, unfurls

Although this home is missing love

I get what I need from above

Although it stores the memory

Of true love that's abandoned me

When it all is said and done

This home is just a house

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