I, LTV shall

shall I compare thee to a summer's day? thou art more lovely and more temperate:
rough winds do shake the darling buds of May and summer's lease hath all too short a date;
sometime too hot the eye of heaven shines and often is his gold complexion dimm'd
and every fair from fair sometime declines, by chance or nature's changing course untrimm'd;
but thy eternal summer shall not fade, nor lose possession of that fair thou ow'st;
nor shall Death brag thou wander'st in his shade,
when in eternal lines to time thou grow'st:
so long as men can breathe and eyes can see,
so long lives this and gives life to thee


Mel said...

I've read this over and over...and over.
It's very powerful, regardless of how it's playing out in my head to suit varios situations.
How it is I can twist that, I blame my overactive alien brain. Oh, but the photos are lovely....and I DREAM of flowers and colour!! SOON, dangit...

english inukshuk said...

I will be fifty in a couple of months time

whilst going thru my family home I found a photo of the boy who first wrote this out for me when I had just turned 14. . .

I'm not in love with him anymore

however, there are two people in my life still, after all these years, that I have loved since I was 22 years old

more than half a life time

neither of them loves me enough to put up with me on a full time basis, they are both very happy without me - the latter being some solace for your loved one, despite the former

for a year or so now I've been contemplating the ability to look back when there is sufficient distance

one of the benefits of growing older

all those moments one lived in! how utterly amazing

good old Will sums it up so well


Mel said...

Bit of time and distance sometimes gives us the squiggle room we need so we can look back at some point.

I don't think there's anyone, aside from the children, that I've loved for near 30 years. (egad...I have a 30 year old CHILD in my life...I'm gonna need a HUGE cuppa consolation coffee over that fact)

Pretty sad, huh? (not the 30 year old child bit) *sigh*

Joe Smith said...

mmmm consolation coffee... with lotsa half and half and sugar!

I still don't have the internal strength to objectively look back on my life. To the unwashed masses I'm sure it is less exciting than watching paint dry. But to me, all I see are the mistakes and wrong paths chosen. I hope my present and future are not just more of the same. Of course, one thing that always makes me smile is you lovely lot. So thank you for being part of my past and my present and my future!

Joe Smith said...

Gosh darn it! wrong gmail...it's me...'Shot.

english inukshuk said...

(I know it's you!)

there is no right path, methinks

what is "right" anyhow?

and personally, I have learnt far more from all my mistakes than from any one single thing I did "right" without even knowing it was the correct thing to do at the time. . .

course, I'm hoping that I'll have a little while still to go for me to work on my act. . .

slightly fewer mistakes in the future might not be a bad thing

Egal Bohen said...

Dear I,LTV,

So perfectly you paint
A loss of place
To dream
By seasons flowers
Of some absent face


Mel said...

I say we hang him up by his ankles and tickle him until he relents and becomes a bit kinder to himself. :-/

Mel said...

Happy Friday to you.
Of course I come with monster cup in hand. And with great luck (via delivery of he-who-made-me-more-coffee)it's now filled and I can just wander the great expanse and enjoy the morning--for a bit any way.
Then it's off to the physical therapist, off to do exercises, off to pick up the Bug and off to do fun things......like fly kites and look under leaves for green things....and ice cream. LOL
Well, they can do ice cream--I'll do another cuppa coffee, no doubt!