If you're a dreamer, a wisher, a liar
A hoper, a prayer, a magic-bean buyer
If you're a pretender come sit by my fire
For we have some flax-golden tales to spin
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~Shel Silverstein
Showing posts with label Chance. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Chance. Show all posts

Wednesday, February 13, 2013

Thursdays Children...Love

It's time for Thursday's Children, a weekly bloghop where writers can share their sources of inspiration. It's hosted by Rhiann Wynn-Nolet at A Nest of Words   and Kristina Perez

So, my topic for today is love. What is more inspiring than love, in all its many forms? And, since today is Valentines Day, it seems even more fitting. So, here is a poem I wanted to share with you guys. I can't take credit for this one. It was written by my son, Chance.

A QUESTION OF LOVE...

What is love?
Is it something we buy?
Is it a potion? An antidote?
Is it a drug? A hallucinogenic?

A lie we tell ourselves?
Maybe a lie other’s tell us.
Sometimes it’s only a dream.
A hope of a different life. A better world.  

We search, never knowing where we’ll find it.
Maybe hiding behind that girl’s eyes
or waiting in that boy’s arms.
Its comfort can rest in your mothers and fathers.
Sisters and brothers. Sons and daughters.

 But sometimes it dances--a sprite just out of reach--tempting you to leap forward.
Will you fly? Or fall?
 Is that a chance you’re willing take?

Love can be deadly or brilliant.
Love can drive you to the edge of insanity
Or be the one thing yanks you back.

You can chase it--try to hold it.
 I dare you and I warn you,
Because it’s a wild fire that can burn your world away,
Or warm it in the years to come.

 Never has there been and never will there be such a dangerous light as love.
So what is love?
Love is chaotic perfection.


Thursdays children is a weekly bloghop, so feel free to jump in anytime! I'll be damned if I can make the linky list work even with the code Rhiann so kindly provided. I feel like an idiot, but I'm always trying to put up posts when it's super late at night and my brain is too fried to mess with anything. haha. So, if you're interested in joining, click HERE

Also, quick writer question! The third to last line of the poem is: "Never has there been and never will there by such a dangerous light as love"  Can someone tell me if that line needs a comma somewhere? For a writer, my punctuation skills can be sadly lacking. 

And, I wanted to end this post by asking you guys for some of your favorite love stories.  They can be in the form of a book, movie, song...whatever. What love inspires you?