tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8281729333609153462.post6076674630708211011..comments2013-01-30T17:20:46.281-08:00Comments on Melancholy Meanderings: The Sad In the ManPaul Robert Joneshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08960867398699541327noreply@blogger.comBlogger6125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8281729333609153462.post-4076422061536989112009-03-19T21:41:00.000-07:002009-03-19T21:41:00.000-07:00strong prose - vivid images - honest and unguarded...strong prose - vivid images - honest and unguarded. well done my friend.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8281729333609153462.post-16607289605537287712009-02-22T08:22:00.000-08:002009-02-22T08:22:00.000-08:00And he wonders why he has days like theseWhen it’s...And he wonders why he has days like these<BR/>When it’s clear that others don’t<BR/>Or why he’s prone to melancholy<BR/>Finding sorrow where others won’t<BR/> This really sounds like you are a fly on the wall inside my mind. Keep the title, it says what it is all about. Thanks for sharing, I was really stirred by itScotthttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11585526235096529957noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8281729333609153462.post-58825189933758443552009-02-19T20:03:00.000-08:002009-02-19T20:03:00.000-08:00I am in awe. Your writing skills still convey so m...I am in awe. Your writing skills still convey so much. As usual though, while I get the feeling of this, some of your wording still seems beyond me. I guess it's a good thing I stuck with playing guitar here in my ivory tower ;). Best wishes PaulAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8281729333609153462.post-13139882624733848052009-02-13T04:16:00.000-08:002009-02-13T04:16:00.000-08:00I felt that this song was describing my life. Ther...I felt that this song was describing my life. There are so many feeling mixed together, the pain, the struggle to get out of it, the sensation that I'm different to other people. And the most powerful feeling, the loneliness of someone looking for something he never had. Love, understanding, patience, emotional confidence... this is about the people who didn't receive these things when they were supposed to, and had to go out and look for it... And at the same time, someone who's looking for a reason, asking why things had to be like this? But in the end, we can always see the light, and find the way out of it. Simply amazing my friend. Thanks for sharing this with me.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8281729333609153462.post-86323182277050264322009-02-11T12:52:00.000-08:002009-02-11T12:52:00.000-08:00well,as I said to you when I first heard it...I re...well,as I said to you when I first heard it...I really like it...it's very ALIVE...the pictures you paint with words are powerful and moving...you really are a very gifted poet honey :-)Laurahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07817072883434469574noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8281729333609153462.post-67062304466938474652009-02-11T08:28:00.000-08:002009-02-11T08:28:00.000-08:00Very interesting word pictures. Still pondering t...Very interesting word pictures. Still pondering the title, and how it all works together. I do think you are right that you have a gift of empathy, but I also hope you find times to employ mirth :-)<BR/><BR/>(Like the word crafting in this one!) :-)Greghttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17680269711748939981noreply@blogger.com