tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3625138782476481808.post8468748255666882936..comments2023-10-26T08:21:40.425+02:00Comments on 1 door away from heaven: i see...Shadowhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05999801833389058410noreply@blogger.comBlogger8125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3625138782476481808.post-34464310751291169042014-10-11T21:13:42.567+02:002014-10-11T21:13:42.567+02:00hello shadow its dennis the vizsla dog oh hay wow ...hello shadow its dennis the vizsla dog oh hay wow that duz sownd luk like a sitty ware i wood like to liv!!! altho mama and dada mite say that with my menny menny beehavyoral diagnoseez inklooding post trawmatik stress disorder maybe it is a sitty wot i hav alreddy visitted!!! ok byeThe Oceanside Animalshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16894063884048051561noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3625138782476481808.post-50553402245370489692014-10-06T19:31:57.764+02:002014-10-06T19:31:57.764+02:00Hollow seekers and those who are oblivious are sad...Hollow seekers and those who are oblivious are sad. We all seek love but it can be elusive.Sydhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05642843245634635843noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3625138782476481808.post-56010500628503820982014-10-03T17:30:04.941+02:002014-10-03T17:30:04.941+02:00Thankfully, I was just a drunk.Thankfully, I was just a drunk.Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16349087080262856079noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3625138782476481808.post-73823874164210567842014-10-03T16:06:59.739+02:002014-10-03T16:06:59.739+02:00wow. That one is packed with quotables. The last m...wow. That one is packed with quotables. The last my favorite!<br />The world of shadows usually takes on a noir feel this one has color and scent.Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13414513238308254080noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3625138782476481808.post-19302981013753846072014-10-02T18:28:58.384+02:002014-10-02T18:28:58.384+02:00Great poem. Filled with emotion. I think we should...Great poem. Filled with emotion. I think we should start living in the moment so life can be enjoyed. Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10304701332216772385noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3625138782476481808.post-28061653707397171192014-10-01T12:28:27.240+02:002014-10-01T12:28:27.240+02:00I am not one for regret. Or for sorrow. I am what ...I am not one for regret. Or for sorrow. I am what I am and if I am a spectre of the night trying to find daylight in the midnight hours, it may have taken me timee, but I have in fact learned.the walking manhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10058913927297370740noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3625138782476481808.post-25898302236967962182014-10-01T08:09:40.740+02:002014-10-01T08:09:40.740+02:00Shadow, I do not know if these are memories--or ob...Shadow, I do not know if these are memories--or observations. But THIS I know:<br />That final last line (eight words) you wrote encapsulates a 25-year period of my life when all I sought was oblivion. These words HAD to be inspired, my dear V...<br /><br />".... escape a tomorrow that is lived in yesterday."<br /><br />MARVELOUS!!!steveronihttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04010875412308487592noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3625138782476481808.post-15039130561281264872014-09-30T19:03:16.147+02:002014-09-30T19:03:16.147+02:00i am not one of them any more but i can relate fro...i am not one of them any more but i can relate from when i was earlier in my life...needing to feel something we went in search of a pale substituteBrian Millerhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00722940075884718007noreply@blogger.com