Category Archives: Expressive

to give, and not to count the cost

sometimes, like now, I’m spreading myself a little bit thin

alone again, naturally

The last few days have a reminder to me that; when I’m good, I’m far too good for my own good.  The very cool gentleman at the core of my true persona is kind, generous, supportive, understanding, and totally taken for granted ~ especially by women.  Some women seem to think that if a guy is kind, generous, supportive, and understanding, then they don’t have to try very hard to keep him hanging around at their beck and call.  On the other hand some women will do almost anything to keep a real bastard in their lives.

I have no intention of turning into a real bastard, but neither am I going to live on the crumbs that some people seem to think will keep me enraptured enough to sick around.

I am reminded of the words of St. Ignatius of Loyola;

to give and not to count the cost

to fight and not to heed the wounds

to toil and not to seek for rest

to labour and not to ask for any reward

Well, I am no plaster saint, and although from time to time those words could have been an accurate description of parts of my life, I’m walking away from all that.

Some also seem to believe that a man’s friendship and love should be courtly and unconditional ~ which is not how women operate at all.  In general women are hard-wired to get everything they possibly can from a man, with as little cost to themselves as they can get away with.  In general a hell of a lot of women are just an inch away from being a real bitch.

I’m tough, I’m ambitious, and I know exactly what I want.  If that makes me a bitch, okay.  ~  Madonna

Love songs, love stories, romantic tales of the knights of yore, all talk about the man who will love a woman more than life, unconditionally and eternally, and then they live happily ever after together.  Only in reality it doesn’t happen like that.  A really good man might give his all to a woman unconditionally, only to have to watch her walk off into the sunset with some real bad boy.  I have been on the losing side of that more than once.

And some women truly do give their friendship, kindness, understanding, and support, asking little in return, other than reliability, steadfastness, and courtly love.

Okay, that’s the end of today’s hurt.  And, at least I have one very good and loyal female friend, although she does live about 5,000 miles away.

Some say that when a man loves a woman he should love her unconditionally.  And that a man should give his all to any woman who has befriended him.  All I know is that I have never made promises lightly, but whatever promises I have made are just about to get broken.

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jack collier

jackcollier7@talktalk.net

sometimes survival is all you have

 

It’s Too Bad That Love Is Blind

love is when everyone thinks you’re crazy, but you don’t care

True love, real love, love, admiration, infatuation, insane desire ~ what we call loves comes in a rainbow kaleidoscope of colours and carries along with it every emotion known to mankind and the Gods.  And some of those emotions can be powerful and hurtful; lust, jealousy, paranoia, despair, desire, depression, anger…..  Love isn’t always pink clouds and faerie princesses.  Sometimes love is a dark forest filled with dragons and wicked witches.

But you don’t ever choose who to love ~ love chooses you, and love is as fickle and dangerous as anything that ever came out of Pandora’s Box.  You might just see her smile, or the way she speaks, or the way she walks, and then you’re lost in love, ready and willing for her to turn your heart to burned ashes and your nights to dark introspective vigils of regret.

There are some circumstances that make long-term love almost impossible, for example; she is already married, she is married and is dating other guys as well as you, she lives half a world away from you, she’s a slut who will sleep with anyone and does, she has a very active on-line sex life, she is far too young or far too old for you, she has a serious problem like alcoholism or drug addiction, her dysfunctional family has first call on her time all the time, she sees you as a bank that’s always open, she works in the sex industry, she’s a thief, she is utterly incapable of feeling real love herself…..  It’s not that I have ever had a relationship that’s had those issues ~ not all of them at the same time anyway.

If you’re in a relationship with a woman who has even a couple of those relationship problems, then perhaps you’re in love with the wrong woman.  And, if you’re in love with the wrong woman, then maybe sometime or other you have to find a way to make it without her.  Or it could be that she has all or most of those issues, but she is still the right woman for you, and you know that you will go on loving her ~ no matter what.  In that case a man is setting off on a long dark hard road that maybe will never lead to a happy ending ~ just heartaches and eventual regrets.  But for the sake of all the Gods, never ask that woman to marry you ~ she might just say ‘Yes’.

Some say that true love conquers all.  And that if you really love her, then you should go on loving her, no matter what.  All I know is that it’s over when you say goodbye.

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jack collier

jackcollier7@talktalk.net

 

a fabulous ass, great legs, and an erotic manicure doesn’t necessarily mean that she is the right woman for you

Just a Damn Fool

sometimes I can be a complete jerk

Jack Collier

jackcollier7@talktalk.net

Be Yourself

losing yourself means accepting what others think of you

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be yourself

in your bad dreams

be yourself

in your worst nightmares

be yourself

in dark desolate loneliness

be yourself

when all seems lost and hopeless

be yourself

be yourself because there is no one else

~

jack collier

jackcollier7@talktalk.net

in the starry, starry night

be yourself ~ there is nobody else

 

Her Smile

just like those remembered days when the dawn sang

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then quite suddenly I see

if you smile, not just for me

the world is a lovelier place

those tears have disappeared

all that sadness has vanished

the old songs never did end

and we walk again by the sea

remembering the you I adored

~

jack collier

jackcollier7@talktalk.net

give your Goddess all the love you can

now that she’s gone

I pushed her away, into the evening light, a million miles away

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from afar

where the night ended

a happy cry said it wasn’t over

and all at once I had it all

nothing else mattered

but my tears

~

jack collier

jackcollier7@talktalk.net

wait ’till you see me cry

with tears of joy over my smile

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