DO YOU KNOW LOVED IS NOW
Lovedly technically only!
at times you make me feel...
we all are living in paradise
at seeing your plight
gosh
@
what a price
but then is epicurial poetry the cause
for the daily applause
you two earn
as much as I do their curse
what is worse is not my verse
but the manner in which some converse
oh this verse
will prove to be
the worst!
mark my chastity
Serendipity
has not read me
oh friends all
what a pity!
says Loved Lovedly!
Comments
Loved
Please pay attention, Serendipity has been through the mill of late and if the young lady has time to spend here with us but for a few moments we should be happy.
Now look to the poets on Neo that spend time writing then posting then going away before they can read and comment.
Please just have a go at others and wait for our Jayne to recover and come back, if you had read some of the things Jayne has said about why she is not here 24/7 then I think you will understand better,
Go well young Bard say sorry occasionally,
Yours Ian.T
sorry repeatedly
why worry
we lose nothing
but about serendy
i knew nothing
you Ian are my guide
my eyes
this bard is coz of you
so wise
the clouds move on to newer vistas
but Ian stands out like a post
all sturdy and ready
to this bard toast
at the most
Loved
Thanks for your understanding of things, it has been hard for me to hold a couple of our poets in my hand, and not let others know that they were ill.
As I said you have to not only read the poems here, but some of the comments also.
But we will move on now to another pathway it is that fork in the pathway that is approaching, where some of our travellers will take the right and others will carry on.
You will understand more later in the year as things unfold, as with your time that Sadie says doesn't exist, so the parting of friends.
If you reach out and hold them they will always be there,
Take care young Bard, and know that the now has already happened and the tea is perfect, Yours Ian .T
you show me the path as a fork
you show me the path as a fork
Frost comes to mind
the Road less travelled
this bard will find
and
keep you in mind
what would I do
without you
the sun asks of me
who are you
and
where to ?
from
the sun forgot
to say I came