Impotent Unable To Fertilize

Impotent Unable to fertilize Like flocks of Doves, on the wing, words of love, you want me to sing. To your heart, love you want me to bring, instead, all you receive – arrows that sting, for truth is my thing, that bell I must ring. There seems nothing more, not another thing I can do for me, or am able to do for you that can make our dreams come true. B. J. “A ” 2 March 4th 2003

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Jan Allison

Date: 4/22/2014 12:38:00 PM

oh such a sad write am sure many childless people could relate to this Bill. Hugs Jan

Jan Allison
Date: 4/23/2014 12:34:00 PM

Thanks for your understanding Bill. Always a delight to comment on your works. Jan xx

William J. Jr. Atfield
Date: 4/23/2014 12:28:00 PM

My Dear Jan : “ Do hope that one day you find the one you search for ”. That is most compassionate and thoughtful of you Jan, very sweet, but not likely to become a part of my reality during these waning days of my life and nothing I am wasting time on, contemplating or dreaming of. Thank you all the same . “ sorry I misinterpreted the meaning of the poem ”. Please do not be, for that is pretty common in the world of poetry I would think. I know that I have not understood the essence of some poetry I have read and of course the title would have sent one in the wrong direction, and you are welcome “ and thanks for your explanation. ” . Best wishes, big hugs and kisses . Bill ( B. J. “A” 2 )

Jan Allison
Date: 4/22/2014 5:29:00 PM

Do hope that one day you find the one you search for sorry I misinterpreted the meaning of the poem and thanks for your explanation. Hugs Jan x

William J. Jr. Atfield
Date: 4/22/2014 5:23:00 PM

Dear Jan : Once again I must thank you Jan, for taking the time to read and comment on my stuff . “ childless people could relate to this ” ( and it is “ oh such a sad write ” ) as I am sure they could, unfortunately that is not what this was all about. It is was about a lady who wanted me to be in love with her and my lack of desire, not finding any passionate, romantic love in me for her. So her dreams of me being her lover and my dreams of finding one whom I could feel that kind of love for where not in the cards. Not as of yet for her and twice for me 2007 /8 The polish Princess and 2010 The Chinese Lotus Blossom. Better to have loved and lost then to have never loved at all. I am now back on the same journey as Linda. no one to love or be loved by . B. J. “A” 2 ( Bill . )