Tuesday February 24 A Month Of Love from BJ Neblett

After enjoying today's love nod, click over to my writer's blog for this week's romance story.

Love may falter... but never fails...

I'm stuck on you, been a fool too long guess it's time for me to come on home/

Guess I'm on my way/

So hard to see that a woman like you could wait around for a man like me/

Guess I'm on my way/

Mighty glad you stayed/

"Stuck On You" Lionel Richie 1984

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Living, Learning and Reaching by BJ Neblett

“…a man’s reach should exceed his grasp.”

                                    Robert Browning

            I’ve been grasping for what lies just beyond my reach all of my life.

            It has led me afar and on many adventures. Yet my hand remains empty.

            The trick is to keep reaching…

                        But stop running…

                                    And it will come to you.

                                                            BJ Neblett

Thanks to Ibrahim Abdulbaqi for the beautiful and inspiring photography.

Looking Back by BJ Neblett

Looking Back
BJ Neblett
© 1967, 1970, 2013, 2014
"So we beat on, boats against the current, borne back ceaselessly into the past."
                                                                F. Scott Fitzgerald
                                                                The Great Gatsby 
As one of my all time  favorite books concludes, I am again reminded of how desperately we sometimes cling to the past. And of how simple life can really be if we could only:
                                                                 Learn from the past
                                                                 Live for the present
                                                                 Look to the future.
                                                                           BJ Neblett
Enjoy these two poems from a different time, a different place and a (somewhat) different BJ.

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BJ Neblett

© 1967, 2013

I thought you said you loved me

When you asked me my name

I thought of how an hour from now

Would it still feel the same

But all that mattered was your laughter

It hid your last goodbye

Disguised as rain clouds in the air

And taught me how to cry

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BJ Neblett

© 1970, 2013

I wonder if you’ll ever think of me

Somewhere within your castle mind

Of crowded rooms

And sweeping halls

And ivory towers

And crumbling walls

That

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              u

                m

                   b

                     l

                      e

Through the caverns of time

You’ve set aside to live within

And the world

A microscopic toy to you

To play with as you will

Or destroy as you please

Mi Amor Es Tuyo by BJ Neblett

It's been a long crazy summer... then again, isn't that what summers are for: dreamers, lovers and fools?
Here's a new poem inspired by summer loves past and present, forlorn and forgotten.
Enjoy. BJ

Mi Amor Es Tuyo

by BJ Neblett

© 2013

Whatever you do wherever you go

You will always know

My love is yours

Though near though far I’ll be by your side

A heart to abide

My love is yours

Thru space and thru time although we’re apart

You stay in my heart

My love is yours

From valley below to rainbow on high

I’ll shout and I’ll sigh

My love is yours

            As tender as a kiss

            My empty arms enfold you

            And as strong as a tear

            My empty heart longs for you

By day or by night you’ll never regret

Please never forget

My love is yours

I pledge and I vow the words of my song

To never do wrong

My love is yours

Whatever you do wherever you go

May you always know

My love is yours

Whatever you do wherever you go

So you’ll always know

Mi amor es tuyo