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Love Drilling

drilling past gravel

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                                 n through doubts -  fears -  worries . . . to


                                                                             bed rock – your deep love





David Meade
11/18/2014
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Andrea Dietrich January 20, 2015 at 7:21 PM oh this is so cool. Michael below calls this whimsical. I see whimsical in other poems of yours and that is a great thing to see in poetry!

Michael Miers December 20, 2014 at 12:06 PM love it. whimsical. made me smile. there is a word to describe poetry constructed like this, but, I can't remember what it is.

Chaim Wilson November 22, 2014 at 6:09 PM "Not only is love blind, it's a little hard of hearing" David Cleary. You used a loud jackhammer in this poem! David Meade November 23, 2014 at 8:52 PM Thank-you my friend -- getting to bedrock love is hard work -- but worth it. May you always find easy drilling to bedrock.

Maurice Yvonne November 20, 2014 at 4:16 PM I love the concept, excellent write. David Meade November 20, 2014 at 9:09 PM trying to squeeze out as much meaning as I can . . . may you always go deep in love. All the best my friend.

Dorian Petersen Potter November 20, 2014 at 8:22 AM Astounding poem in every way my dear friend David! Amazing word shape! a 7 for me! :) Love and light! xxx D. David Meade November 20, 2014 at 9:11 PM Loving someone takes time and a lot of drilling -- thank-you for being a faithful friend, may you always have love and light abundantly in your life.

Liam Mcdaid November 19, 2014 at 11:26 AM excellent pen david love how it drew down David Meade November 19, 2014 at 11:33 AM Thank-you my dear Liam -- the master lover driller!!

Polly Strouse November 18, 2014 at 7:11 PM Drilling is such an appropriate word for getting through those feelings you describe and then the sweet relief of love upon the real & clever bed rock picture. Inspiring. Thank you. David Meade November 19, 2014 at 8:55 AM Yes, drilling is hard and frustrating work but the results are all worth it. Hope your drilling goes well -- deep love

Sara Kendrick November 18, 2014 at 4:54 PM Ahh!! Down in the bedrock is solid enough to last a lifetime..Way to go..Reads like a winner to me..Thanks for the visit to my page..Sara David Meade November 19, 2014 at 8:56 AM Yes -- 30 years and counting!!

Eve Roper November 18, 2014 at 2:49 PM This is a good one David, you outshine. eve David Meade November 19, 2014 at 8:57 AM You are the best and I know you are a deep driller in the rich family love fields.

Charmaine Chircop November 18, 2014 at 12:44 PM You have a style of your own in poetrt which I really like..I love this line Dave-to bedrock-your deep love-Nice!! David Meade November 19, 2014 at 8:59 AM You always make my day!! You have drilled this love field many times . . . you never hit a dry hole. All the best, you are the best. bedrock love.

Jan Allison November 18, 2014 at 10:58 AM love the image you created David:-) Hugs jan xx David Meade November 19, 2014 at 9:00 AM Most kind Jan, you who knows much about bedrock love.

Demetrios Trifiatis November 18, 2014 at 10:12 AM What an imaginative and inspiring writing, my friend, David! Wonderfully done! David Meade November 19, 2014 at 9:02 AM My friend, I appreciate your comment -- they are meaningful to me -- may His love which is bedrock love be with you always.

Phyllis Babcock November 18, 2014 at 9:58 AM I love the unique layout of this poem. Looks like you are drilling to the bedrock. Well done. love phyl David Meade November 19, 2014 at 9:03 AM I was trying to add a little depth without distracting the reader to much . . . thank-you for your precious time!