The poem is internal. It deals kindly with a subject we let drift but admit to only in the privacy our own thoughts. The artist, Miranda, is well-named.
Better to have loved carelessly than not at all, right? ;) I have been peeking at your wonderful poems but don't comment often. Sorry. Was happy to see them again. :)
It is soooo good to see you again ... I hope life is going well for you, your health and your family. Thank you so much for reading and for commenting.
There is more than one way to define carelessly. I have not always been as careful as I should have been with other people's hearts. And, I have gone, "past that edge," on more than one occasion and it allowed me to live a very full, rich life. Now, I'm not afraid, just cautious. :)
The poem is internal. It deals kindly with a subject we let drift but admit to only in the privacy our own thoughts. The artist, Miranda, is well-named.
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DeleteYes, I love his work.
Better to have loved carelessly than not at all, right? ;)
ReplyDeleteI have been peeking at your wonderful poems but don't comment often. Sorry. Was happy to see them again. :)
Yes! :0
DeleteIt is soooo good to see you again ... I hope life is going well for you, your health and your family. Thank you so much for reading and for commenting.
There is so much in that picture and your words!
ReplyDeleteThank you so much for commenting, Terry.
DeleteHow does one learn what "too carelessly" might be without going past that edge? We should never let ourselves be defined by fear.
ReplyDeleteThere is more than one way to define carelessly. I have not always been as careful as I should have been with other people's hearts. And, I have gone, "past that edge," on more than one occasion and it allowed me to live a very full, rich life. Now, I'm not afraid, just cautious. :)
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