Tag Archives: love

Scenes on Sunday ~ Rock Stacks

Love never falls, people fall in love…

on the best beach

there is always a better looking guy

who can make better stacks of rocks than I

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jack collier

jackcollier7@talktalk.net

pictures taken with a Lumix

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music from a friend

The past is over, nothing reminds me of you.

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I’m a guy.

I’m a bit older.

I’m very English.

My tastes are solid, maybe staid, and perhaps a bit inflexible.  Art, Cars, Clothes, Food, Music… I seem to be one of those guys who thinks he knows what he likes and is reluctant to try something new.

Sometimes the new is surprising and apposite.  As luck would have it, it just so happened that a friend sent me a couple of albums by a guy I’d never heard of; Ben Taylor.  I liked his dad.

A track has the lyrics;

She always wants what she can’t have

Life is so cruel

She’s always good when she’s so bad

What can’t she do?

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the killer line is;

She’s always thinking of someone, that’s how it goes…

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Story of my life.  All the women I have known always seem to be thinking of someone else.

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Sometimes, just once, I’d like to know someone who wasn’t always living in the past.  Who wanted to show me their colourful shoes, just because it’s me, and not because they really belong to someone else.

Letting yesterday affect today will only destroy the excitement of tomorrow.  ~  Michelle Cruz-Rosado

Sometimes, it’s more than I can take.  Life goes on regardless.  The best is yet to come.

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jack collier

jackcollier7@talktalk.net

Life Is No Fairy Tale

The true beauty of a Princess is measured by her purity.

Snow White isn’t supposed to die in the opening scene.

The Handsome Prince is meant to be one of the good guys ~ he isn’t supposed to have an unseen silver dagger underneath his cloak.

Nowhere in the fairy tale does it say that the prince plunges the silver dagger into Snow White’s alabaster breast so that her crimson blood stains the purity of her dress and drips onto the green, green grass of the seven dwarfs’ garden.

The fairy tale does say that Snow White and the Handsome Prince will be linked together forever in broken dreams.  There is no way the Prince will ever be able to forget that he murdered the Fairy Princess he was supposed to love.

He did love her.

He will spend the rest of his life trying to forget her.

He will die trying.

At least the Wicked Witch Bitch will live happily ever after.

There never was a poisoned apple, that was just a story put about by the Seven Dwarfs.

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jack collier

jackcollier7@talktalk.net

get your own silver dagger here

only for love’s light

The lighthouse stands, sending out hope through the night.

solitary in my loneliest phare

I dream of a wondrous lady fair

spending long nights missing her

she is my leading light a beacon far

romance in a long-distance love affair

charm, glamour, exotic mystique, amour

true love echoes the sea’s perpetual thunder

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jack collier

jackcollier7@talktalknet

 get a cool lighthouse calendar

Never the Great Romancer

A dreamer, ever  hopeful of finding adventure and romance.

I didn’t get along with Casanova

Romeo and me were never friends

incestuous Borgias really scared me

but you see how much that I adore you

let me say ‘I love you’ time and time again

I’ll bring the moon down from the sky for you

if you’ll only just once reply that you love me too

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jack collier

jackcollier7@talktalk.net

pictures taken with a Lumix

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light of selene

There are nights when the wolves are silent and only the moon howls.

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goddess of the moonlight

shine your love down on me

make it kind, strong, and bright

be with me in wanderings by the sea

never leave me alone again in the night

do you feel my heart beating, am I dreaming?

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jack collier

jackcollier7@talktalk.net

these days I always use a Lumix

the energy of waves

Life is a series of waves to be embraced and overcome.

Waves are born on the wind, they live in the deep ocean where their power grows, and then, eventually, they die.  Waves die of old age.  Waves die as they crash upon the rocks. And, waves die softly and quietly as they gently caress the shore.  In the end, everything and everyone dies.

Like as the waves make towards the pebbled shore, so do our minutes hasten to their end.  ~  Shakespeare.

Waves are not objects like pebbles, or rocks, or cliffs.  Waves are living things, more akin to clouds, more akin to trees, more akin to us.  Waves are fascinating to watch, and waves are both science and art combined.  Waves are filled with powerfully energetic emotions.  Waves almost have personalities.

From time to time, one must release the grime built up inside them to free their emotions like the ocean.  ~  Suzy Kassem.

Just as sound is not made of air, waves are not made of water ~ waves are made of energy.  Waves do not move, only the energy within the wave moves.  And energy is the mysterious force that binds everything in the Universe together.  The movement of energy creates everything; the stars, the planets, atoms, life, relationships, love…

An understanding of the power of waves helps us to understand ourselves.  Throw yourself against a rock, and you will break.

The energy within a wave is always changing, yet always stays the same.  The energy within us and within our relationships is always changing yet always stays the same; relationship energies may move from disinterest, to desire, to love ~ and sometimes back again.  In that way, our lives mirror the dark power of the waves.

jack collier

jackcollier7@talktalk.net

photographs taken with a Lumix

 

 

 

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Flowers for Love

A rose by any other name would smell as sweet.

not every woman loves the same flower

nor wants the same flower from her love

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jack collier

jackcollier7@talktalk.net

Flowers for Forgiveness

how could it be that we let our love fall

when there were times in our lives that we had it all

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jack collier

jackcollier7@talktalk.net

Oceans Apart

A woman’s heart is a deep ocean of secrets.

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across the ocean, you are so far away

I want to wake with you, to the sound of the waves

crashing white on each brand new day

life is what happens, when you’re making plans

and all that you need is right there in your hands

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jack collier

jackcollier7@talktalk.net

I used a Panasonic Lumix for these shots

it’s a great pocket / purse camera

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