I fielded a few questions about symbiosis from my introduction yesterday.The example most used is the termite, it has a bacteria in it's stomach that digest the wood it is eats; providing nutrients for the termite. Without the bacteria, the termite would die, without the termite the bacteria would; they work together and evenly give, both flourish.It has been my observation that relationships are either symbiotic or parasitic( where one feeds off of the other, not giving enough in return); as in nature, parasites harm the host, often killing it.I have given you my heart as you have yours to me,now forever joined in life and love we are bound to be.It is up to me to make the love that fuels that heartgrow stronger still with each and every passing hour while for you it is a cherished and well needed partfor me it the constant source of inspiration and power.Knowing it is your heart will guide every action I take,and remind me that I get all my strength from you.It will be the reason for every decision that I will makeand I do truly hope that mine will be the same too.Joined in this symbiotic way we will surely forever be,gaining strength from you as you draw yours from me.For any love that is not symbiotic and in true harmonywill not survive the long run as parasitic is must beIf one draws love and inspiration from the others heartbut does return the same, the love will soon go sour.Like a parasite feeding off the other, with no giving partthe other continues to weaken with each passing hour.As it is in nature, so with matters of the heart it will be,so let's live this life being the others peace and harmony.
Here is the poem I wrote for today while talking to somebody that said they have never"used" another person.We all use others, but do not have to do it in a bad way, symbiosis is the goal.When I tell you that I will love you eternallyCan't you tell I do not want you to belong to me,but rather need you to be the most important partof my very being, I have given you my heart.How could I ever live without you here in my lifefor you are my true motivation in times of strife.There are very many ways that you I will use,for guidance, inspiration, and as my beautiful muse;to help me become a better person through the daysand making my life happier in so many ways.I can only hope that I can do the same for youand together we can make all life's dreams come true.So take my hand now and let us join our lives as oneand keep a vow to be that way until life is done.Then as we pass from this life into eternitywe will then face it as one forever, you and me.
A sad poem for today, I wrote it after spending a couple of hours talking to a guy who planned suicide because of the emotional abuse his wife was delving out to him.I walked out into the dark, well before the dawn,a thick and heavy frost lay upon the green lawn.Hands snug in my pockets I pulled the jacket tightand wiggled up against a tree until it felt just right,A chill ran through me as I sat on the cold ground,distracting my thoughts as I began to look around.I could smell the smoke from the woodstove fireand make out it's billows as heat carries it higher,I can hear the first rustlings of life in this new day.A robin awoke overhead and quickly flew awayas the first bright rays of the warm sun did appear,soon to melt that chilling frost that covered all here.I have made the coffee and left on, as I always doand there are fresh made biscuit waiting for you.What a good day this will be for you without meyou can get the life that you described, you see.As I watch the wondrous show put on by the sunI find the strength to pull the trigger on the gun.
Come to me and let me wrap you in my armsas you easily seduce me with your charms.Place your hand gently here in mine, my dearand let me hold your wondrous body near.I can feel the rate of my heartbeat increaseand feel a spark like amber rubbed on fleece.Your rapid breathing warms my neck and earand your excitement I can feel and also hear.Each of us will adjust and for the other giveas we mimic the life we wish to together live.My body will respond as yours does to mineas we create this moment so true and fine.Our bodies move in perfect unison as onemaking me fear it will be way too soon done.I could stay lost in this moment evermoreas we smoothly glide across the ballroom floor.
It is a short poem that I have written for today, but I hope that you like it.I would spend the day with you if I only had one to livemy last precious moments to you I would so gladly give.Each and every day I think the same when I do wakeand cherish them all in case my life that day does take.Our time apart is the price that surviving demands of me,I want you to know that I do it all gladly to be with thee.I shall die and even my bones shall turn to dust it is truebut always there will be part of me, it is my love for you.
I have gone all around this world so diverse and vastfinally I came home to rest my weary bones at last.I have had the privilege to dine in halls with kings,seen treasures of gold and jewels, so many things.The long of expanses of grass blowing in the windso beautiful and vast that they seem to never end.Climbed mountains higher than eagles dare to go,and been beneath the ocean, you should know.I have seen such wonderful things this is so truebut none of them could prepare me for meeting you.Your beauty so exquisite that takes one by surprisecompassion and wisdom behind your lovely eyes.For such a combination one could search for lifeand it still stuns me every day that you are my wife.
I wrote this poem about a lovely lady who rightfully shields herself from letting people get too close to keep from getting hurt, but walls can keep out the good as well as the bad.The windows into the soul some say are the eyesin yours I see a lady that is both hurting and wise.A reflection of the world and what in it is so good,a tapestry not of how life goes, but how it should.Deep and placid waters that flow smoothly on topwondering of what lies below seems to never stop.That everyone knows that you are beautiful is true,but I also know there is so very much more to you.I know of your kindness and your compassion too,you have dedication and the brains to get through,all this is easy to know from the talks we have had,during each I have seen good and not a bit of bad.But I also know there is more that I want to knowI am willing to wait until you are ready though.
The shadows of loneliness block out the rays of hopechilling the aching heart and sets it on a slippery slope.A spiraling decent into the anguish of a pure hellish lifethat will leave no room for anything but pain and strife.One must suffer through and continue on for others,for the children and to relieve the worries of mothers.It takes it out of a person to carry on each long daywhen pressures of being alone on them does weigh.A loving heart broken by a heart that was not there,it was cast aside without any concern or any care.If just one person would forget looks and rise above,they could relieve the suffering with just a little love.
I wrote this one after talking with a guy who was trying to get up enough courage to propose.The silence can be more than deafening it seemswaiting for a response from the one of your dreams.Often nothing says more than saying nothing at allwhen your world stands on the abyss about to fall.Your imagination runs wild and horrors in your mindsearch as hard as you may no comfort can you find,feeling in your heart the worst is definitely on it's way,waiting there unable to breathe for what you have to say.The question has been asked and the proposal madeoptions and responses are considered and weighedbut surely if like you say, your love for me was truewould so much thought still then be required of you?
An upbeat poem I wrote to wish you all a Happy Humpday.Look upon the lovely day the sun is shining brightthe sky is blue and clear, will stay like that tonight.Hear the birds as they sing and make it brighterit gives you a smile and makes the mood lighter.Feel the warm sun on your skin it is Spring at lastwinter dragged on so long, Summers coming fast.Time to get out again and enjoy the good life again,with no more storms of snow, now they're all rain.Break out the swim wear and get yourself a tanenjoy the warmth and play some ball is the plan.Get with all of our friends and enjoy time togethermake the most of ever day we get good weather.So place your hand in mine, my dearest lovelet us lay by a fire and count the stars above,as on the warm sandy beach we walk will alonghaving you there will fill my heart with a song.
I wrote this after seeing one of those after-battle scenes in a movie. To me the crows represent the fanatics and profiteers. Hear the murder of crows as they caw sitting in the treesThey circle far up overhead and dine whenever they pleaseGathering by the hundreds they come for an easy mealand send out a chorus that truly sounds evil and unreal.They send out an eerie echo to deliver the beckoning call"Come and join in the feast there's plenty for one and all."You can hear them even over the sad cries of men pain,muffled by their thirst as they pray for some relief and rain.The sound marks the air and echoes around in my headas I lay unable to move and left here among the dead.They tend now to those that can continue with the fightand may get to the rest of us if we can survive the night.Crows do not care about politics and things like borders,not one of them commands the rest barking out orders.Not caring rather the losers or the victors you might benor about the reason for the war between you and me.They just swoop down upon both the dying and deadand start their feast by pecking the eyes from our head.What noble cause did we fight for and give our lifeno more will we suffer now with all the pain and strifelaying here as our dying will surely soon be throughWe fought for what we believe, to our word was trueand the lowly crow who cares for none will still liveno loyalty to grand ideas or honor will they ever give.
Here is the poem of the day. I wrote it talking to a lady about how rude some men can be.You tell me that you want a mate that will love you trueI must now admit that it is something that I already doI see the angel that you are and what is in your heartbut in honesty I must also confess that it just one partI love your humor, compassion, and I love your mindbut if you think about it I am sure that you will findthat while I admire and long for you to give your heartwe both know that it is wrong to deny our animal part.Was it not your beauty that was first to catch my eyethat it impossible to forget you if would ever want to trySo it is only natural that I also want the physical partAm I wrong and being greedy to want it and your heart?I do not mind waiting until you are ready to share allit is not just your exquisite body that I want, after allI want share our live together in each and every wayso that together through life, we will faithfully stay.
It is a sad one for this day, written after having talked to a wonderful lady who has lost her husband. This for Marie and I named it"A soldier's wife's Lament"I found my"Happily Everafter". I found my dream come true.I found out what eternal love means the day I found you.Thought that I had loved before so it took me by surpriseand saw the sun come up each day there in your eyes.The birds all sang much merrier and the world was right,you gave me the stars and moon each and every night.You filled my heart with happiness with the love you giveand woke me from existence and taught me how to live.How can there be a Happily Everafter when people dieand the other one is left here alone to carry on and cry.
I wrote this poem after talking to a lady who had been played, I call it"Sympathy for the Player"I once had myself the most wondrous fantasyno it was not real but it seemed so real to meI dared to dream that you were in love with mebut now what a fool I am is plain for all to see I gave you all I had, it was not enough thoughyou used me for a while and then let me golooking back now I can easily see it was so but living in that fantasy, how was I to know?I know that I will find the right lady for meand loving each other, how blessed we will beBut you will spend you life always on the gonever finding the one that you could love soA pity that you will never know the gift of loveor realize that it can be a gift from up aboveThat in the end all you have you surely will losebut it is the kind of life that you did choose
Your poem of the day. I wanted to write something a little upbeat to start the weekend with.I was mesmerized the first time that I saw youwords failed me then I will admit that it is truebut you were sweet and made me more at easeand I found we fit together pretty as will pleaseAs time passed the feeling grew ever strongeruntil I found that I could not deny it anymoreI had to overcome my fears and say it to youthose three little life changing words"I love you"We have had more time and still love growsmy loving feeling for you constantly showsI will not promise you that there will be strifefor it will always be a part of everyone's lifeI can promise that as you face the unknownthat you will never have to face it all alone.
This is from personal experience, but I am sure that it applies to many soldiers around the world.I wrote this poem remembering Nam and thinking about Iraq.Mourn not for me this task that I set myself to doIt is just an expression of the love I have for youI take my self into battle and know that I may diewhen I am gone I heartedly beg you do not cryIt is I who volunteered to give my life as a Marineso that you could live your life as you have beenI will die with honor, the same way that I did liveBut it is not for honor that my one life I shall giveIt is a duty of the heart for those that I love soyou my fellow countrymen are why I freely go.So do not shed a tear for me when I am deadbut pay due respect to those left in my stead.
Here is the poem of the day day dear lady. I wrote it after talking to a lady who did not understand that her true lies within.To some you are not the fairest to ever walk this landI know to some your looks seem a bit dull or blandfor some prefer models like in all those magazinesothers some famous actress playing out her scenesWell they are more than welcome to have their fantasybut none of them could compare to my joyous reality of having a lovely angel like you here to share my lifereality becomes fantasy when you become my wife.So let the dreamers dream and have their fantasyand I will live mine out as long as you are with meand when time here has passed for you and me,we will then still have each other for all of eternity.
happy easter
