A Taste Of Honey
Is sweeter
In my dreams
Or in the expectation
Of ecstasy
Within my search
Of tomorrow.
~*~
Will I find the nectars
Of the Gods
In an ambrosia mix
Of life?
Are the bitterness
Of yesterday
In my awaiting moments
Of yet another day?
~~*~~
Am I to taste sorrow
Confusing it
For the sweetness of cane
Shared in darkess
By sadden shadows waiting
The never arrival
Of another tomorrow.
~~~*~~~
Ahhh, yes...great expectations...of tomorrow. But, how often we may miss the delights of today! Never pass up the bitter-sweet, either, William. Makes us more appreciative of the sweet :o)
You've written dreams just as they are...confusing and never dependable. It's the mystery we get when we least expect it.
You told it well.
Love,
Susan
Reviewed by J M (Reader)
Reviewed on December 1, 2006
William the romantic heart and love is not always joyous as the sad ending of this poem
Blessings,
Joselyn
Reviewed by Miss Pandora (Reader)
Reviewed on December 1, 2006
The sweetness of life can be hard to find sometimes, but its great to keep sampling until we find that perfect taste we like, ...when love is in the air all things taste sweet. Just contemplating...cleverly and beautifully composed William. Love Panda:)
Always the eternal search for life's sweet nectar...love this one Bill!
love and peace, Carole
Reviewed by Victor Buhagiar (Reader)
Reviewed on November 30, 2006
William, easier said than done, but one must be positive. There is always a silver lining. Trust in the Lord and tomorrow will be fine. If it isn't, then it's in your interest. Try to get the best of a bad situation. Victor
hey William, like this a lot, a whole lot. Maybe another tomorrow would be doing you and I a favor but that's in God's hands, out fate.
Then again I guess I should only speak for me. I'm living on borrowed time, and the nine lives of the cat. I actually died along time ago with my brothers in arms and each day afterwards. Sometimes I wonder why I was so lucky to survive. But survive I will for all who didn't and all who won't, not just survive but thrive with a smile and joy in my heart. No use wasting time
Reviewed by Michael Mathieu (Reader)
Reviewed on November 29, 2006
Loved The Write. Searching you will find that
one special sweet taste of honey.
Now I am sure you refering to a different kinda honey...not the kind that you make beer with....lol....no I did not fall of the wagon....I am leading the trek...hubby the one enjoying the honeybeer thats on the wagon...thats why the demon kicks his ass and not mine off that wagon time and time again....got that??? Okay your write me say this not the beer!!
Hope all the sweet honey of the world could be as sweet as this write...the thigy with honey is it can be so sticky you might get hooked to it for love...oops I mean life!!
Oh Having fun here..let me go get some work done!!
The yearnings of love go beyond attainment for those that have tasted its sweetness even once...A sweeter cry stands out in these words..."A Taste of Honey"~ its why we live!
Your write is a very good one William, where the thoughts linger beyond the last word...
Ahhh, love ... astounding, enchanting, and we humans yearn for it, even hunger for a taste of it in our dreams. William, this poem is both astounding and enchanting. Who among us wouldn't identify with your lovely thoughts here? I love your writing, my friend.
Love,
CJ
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Another dreamy thought-provoker!
Micke
You told it well.
Love,
Susan
Blessings,
Joselyn
love and peace, Carole
Then again I guess I should only speak for me. I'm living on borrowed time, and the nine lives of the cat. I actually died along time ago with my brothers in arms and each day afterwards. Sometimes I wonder why I was so lucky to survive. But survive I will for all who didn't and all who won't, not just survive but thrive with a smile and joy in my heart. No use wasting time
one special sweet taste of honey.
Be Well!
Michael
Hope all the sweet honey of the world could be as sweet as this write...the thigy with honey is it can be so sticky you might get hooked to it for love...oops I mean life!!
Oh Having fun here..let me go get some work done!!
Love Tinka $*;*$
Your write is a very good one William, where the thoughts linger beyond the last word...
Love and Peace~
Kimmy~
Love,
CJ