Every journey delivers me here

My loveliest Ann, I am so deeply spoilt with the likes of you who write to my creations, weaving wondrous conversation in poetry & prose.. what complete delight, & more dear, sweetness & concern for my own heart, lovely thing... Lucky me, & I am so grateful, truly. But here is a thing for you to know lovely one... the sadness here is not so much for me, but for another. The first verse relates to the loss of another, I was sent some photographs of a woman with the darkest saddest eyes, & perfect features, a Mayan goddess, with rose red lips & 2 children more perfect skinned & featured than I may ever have seen. Those children lost their mother, that beautiful woman, it's hard to believe, & yet in the photograph, it almost looks as though she expects it (she could not have)... I can't imagine her partner ever looking at another woman after that exquisite face & those eyes... (& yes, in my history I have known such a feeling for my own loss, but long ago). My heart has been daily reknitting thank you dear Ann, & given I never really lost anything but a dream that never came to fruition, I guess one would expect it should be a fast recovery... Who knows, I think I am clean of the worst of it now anyway. Anni "Out beyond the ideas of wrongdoing and rightdoing, there is a field. I will meet you there. When the soul lies down in that grass, the world is too full to talk about ideas, language, and even the phrase, "each other" doesn't make any sense."

Hey Chuck of the winter reverie, thank you. Ever so succinct & powerful in your response. Hope spring is being beautiful to you. Anni "Out beyond the ideas of wrongdoing and rightdoing, there is a field. I will meet you there. When the soul lies down in that grass, the world is too full to talk about ideas, language, and even the phrase, "each other" doesn't make any sense."

Well, if my tongue is gold & silver I will rain it down on you & you will be a rich man for these sentiments you grew & you need never trade away the pleasures of the word each element of gentle play & warmth there for your wife, (the third) I'm pleased you take your pleasure Gee in whimsys of my heart how wonderful to give it out in these lines I feel I must impart & you in all your "funnery" & generous response bring pleasure back reflected in this happy "Once upon's" I chuckle as we interact, it's always joy & good to play with word & rhyme & care we do because we could! Anni "Out beyond the ideas of wrongdoing and rightdoing, there is a field. I will meet you there. When the soul lies down in that grass, the world is too full to talk about ideas, language, and even the phrase, "each other" doesn't make any sense."

Oh, I wonder why (curious thing I am)... & I feel glad you like it, it is a strange circumstance this, ironic & unique... in a way there is no way to aproach it with words except in poetry Anni "Out beyond the ideas of wrongdoing and rightdoing, there is a field. I will meet you there. When the soul lies down in that grass, the world is too full to talk about ideas, language, and even the phrase, "each other" doesn't make any sense."

Dam, hate it when I write a response then forget to send post. Sorry did respond to this before & must have done that (not enought sleep!) Thanks gorgeous Beki. Yes, I get a lot from the comments as well, so much to learn always. I often tell my students it's important to learn to put things out there even if you feel you might not have it "right", if you fear getting it "wrong" & thus don't try it, you limit your progress hugely. I feel all of us here do this courageous thing, expose out vulnerable babies & face the music that comes back, thus we are the lucky ones who gain insight & grow from it. Curiouser indeed... You do look a bit like the Cheshire cat in this picture! xx Anni "Out beyond the ideas of wrongdoing and rightdoing, there is a field. I will meet you there. When the soul lies down in that grass, the world is too full to talk about ideas, language, and even the phrase, "each other" doesn't make any sense."

Hi Gee, that's a sad tale. Such a shame when the lessons came too late to make the difference at the time, I know that one REALLY well... In fact have been discussing that very thing with the person this poem is written around. He has no regrets, had an exceptional marriage for 20 years, sudden loss is so painful (any loss), but worse if there are regrets... I was so young when my partner died & I did have regrets, wished so much I had said all the good things I felt that I never would have another chance to say or do with him... I learned that lesson SO hard. I guess you can see I DO that thing everywhere in my life now as a result, if I have a positive thing to say I am driven to say it, I care not if it makes me sound like a suck (Australianism "sucking up to someone", I believe has bad connotations in other countries, understandably!), it isn't about trying to ingratiate myself, it is truly about wanting to contribute what I am actually feeling instead of just keeping it inside (it was so painful to know I would never have a chance to speak those things to the man I loved so much, let him know how much I apreciated him or believed in him, from the littlest things to the major ones), you never know when it'll make a difference, & if it doesn't, no harm done... I know there are times it makes a difference, I never give positive feedback if it isn't genuine, would be a lie in that case, so I know people feel it is credible. Anyway, glad the writing touched your heart, it's never a bad thing to give someone a few moments (or 1/2 hour) of reverence in your mind... for me makes me more grateful for what I have & I'm more effective in giving it out more then. Good on you Gee. Thanks for your words. See ya in the blue & fluffified spaces! xx Anni "Out beyond the ideas of wrongdoing and rightdoing, there is a field. I will meet you there. When the soul lies down in that grass, the world is too full to talk about ideas, language, and even the phrase, "each other" doesn't make any sense."

Hiya O, thank you for the support & sorry for bumping your (always) extraordinary write. You KNOW I hugely admire your work & am ALWAYS so honoured when you interact with my own. It is so inspiring, love your humble ways & your familiar (not at ALL in a "boring" way, familiar as in, your words resonate so deeply in me) expressions so deftly painted in letters on my screen. You have no idea how much I look forward to your input & your works, along with all these other gorgeous writers here... ah we are spoilt I adore it so much. Have a great time with the inlaws visit, & good on you for vaccuuming etc. been avoiding that here for more than a week or 2!!! Ooops confessions of a Neopoet junky! Take care of you & Lori & the cats & the others that come & go... & write more (please... sorry if that's demanding) Anni "Out beyond the ideas of wrongdoing and rightdoing, there is a field. I will meet you there. When the soul lies down in that grass, the world is too full to talk about ideas, language, and even the phrase, "each other" doesn't make any sense."

Hey Cheshire faery... I soooo love that picture of you... I can just see you with your darling little one, frolicking among those amazing rocks. Ta so much for your support & congrats on spotlight, it is an honour, I know, to have the support of your peers, but I have so far felt a little undeserving considering the works that have been voted. There are so many great poets here on Neo... Sometimes I am really blown away by the brilliance I read & yet those don't seem to get the attention I feel they deserve. Still, I feel I grow & learn every post & am so grateful to the feedback & the lovely warmth I seem to be showered in, it is a joy to come visit you (in wonderland, young Alice!) x Anni "Out beyond the ideas of wrongdoing and rightdoing, there is a field. I will meet you there. When the soul lies down in that grass, the world is too full to talk about ideas, language, and even the phrase, "each other" doesn't make any sense."

Oh forgot to say (above) Ta for seeing the change, it's kind of lovely having companions in your transitions to a better place, I did go through a lot of pain in the last few months here, can't help let it seep into my writing it's where it has always let itself free, but I am so relieved to be coming to a much freer & sweeter place again... back to ME how I am without the "ouch" (getting some skin on again phew!). I'm glad it is obvious in the work as well, even if there is sadness here, it is less dictating & bullying than the anguish of trying to let go of something that hurt so much & felt like it wasn't necessary. Hope that makes sense.. I think I've felt that sort of struggle in your work too... Something cruel in the sense of knowing you are better off out of a circumstance that isn't good for you, but somehow still longing for it to be redeemed, so you can be immersed in the beauty & love you had for the thing before it turned on you, or from you. Anni "Out beyond the ideas of wrongdoing and rightdoing, there is a field. I will meet you there. When the soul lies down in that grass, the world is too full to talk about ideas, language, and even the phrase, "each other" doesn't make any sense."

Thanks Arduinna (love that name), glad you liked it. Anni "Out beyond the ideas of wrongdoing and rightdoing, there is a field. I will meet you there. When the soul lies down in that grass, the world is too full to talk about ideas, language, and even the phrase, "each other" doesn't make any sense."

Thanks Jayne-Chloe, not sure what to say (don't write so Beautifully when I'm brain dead from lack of sleep). Ta for dropping in, I intend to visit more of yours soon also. Cheers. Anni "Out beyond the ideas of wrongdoing and rightdoing, there is a field. I will meet you there. When the soul lies down in that grass, the world is too full to talk about ideas, language, and even the phrase, "each other" doesn't make any sense."