When the time comes in ones life that they feel
That life is not satisfying enough to keep
The faithful bonds that were made for real
The time will also come for some to have to weep

For the bonds of vows hold the strength of two
Who together made the dreams of the other whole
And the desire for family ties to come true
When the bonds become week for life can't extol

The strength needed for love's bond to hold
And some slip the bonds just enough to find
That steps away from what is left is bold
And satisfaction of one desire can be in kind

The stuff that romance fulfills for the passing time
Lust of life that kindled the first romance as well
But it is empty because the rest of life sublime
Is still waiting where the first love cast the spell

And that first love that weaves its way into the heart
Stays steady there waiting for the sweet to ever be
What is meant to be by the vows taken to never part
But to have a life long romance solid as a tree

So when the fling has to end and end it surely must
The weak bond of romance should be cut sharply then
And the final thoughts of another turned to dust
Whereby the first vows taken, and we remember when

Can again hold our lives together and keep them strong
But if any trace of the other romance is to remain
Then somehow it will spark again and we can go wrong
So the door has to be shut and locked so we regain

The love again that brought us to the alter that day
Where for the world to see our sacred vows proclaimed
And there for all to see our love was on display
And now rekindled to the most and not defamed

By reckless acts that hurt the soul and crush the heart
But stayed the steady course to make it work so well
And put to rest the romance that could have torn apart
A pure and loving family that remembers the wedding bell

When interference with a stealth habit comes along
And tries to correct the inherent silent wrong
The habit strikes a blow through unconscious acts
That have no basis or reason connected to the facts

The love that grew before the habit took its place
Is floundering somewhere in the outer banks of space
And love that should conquer all that comes its way
Becomes an empty shell that others see on display

Time goes on through the lives of those habit brushes
With its painted shadows like shadows of the rushes
And though the shadows are unreal and therefore untrusted
The paint of habit that ruins lives remains crusted

On the lives of lovers who with perfect lives started
Which habit ruined and left the lovers broken hearted
Now one habit that controls the life one of a pair
Has left the other in a life of constant despair

Wondering if ever the true love can be recaptured
And hearts again can be filled with love and raptured
By only one way can the true love be ever reclaimed
If and only if the habit of the possessor can be tamed

It seems to me that there some bloggers on the stream that are trying as hard as they can to show that they are smarter than they really are. Some of them are doing it by the use of metaphorical expressions which sometimes are true to the basis of their writing and some are not. Rather than not using a metaphor when they can’t figure out the right way to put it they make one up. By doing so, they try to fool the reader into believing that they knew what they were doing. But, alas, the metaphor does not fit the context of the work in totem but only the previous sentence. Metaphors are a true sign of the understanding of situations and the language used to present, to the reader, the secondary or tertiary meanings of a particular thought.

Some common metaphors:

He went through that like Grant took Richmond.

That was as easy as putting a hot knife through butter.

The clouds passed by like angel wings in the sky.

The job was so hard it felt like I had been assigned to hell for a day.

Any way you get the point. When one uses metaphors, one needs to be careful that the expression fits the point being made. Anyone who owns a Roget’s Thesaurus can find lots of metaphorical references and all they have to do is look them up and put them in context. The trick is making them fit correctly so there is a mellifluence to the writing.

If one looks at true intelligence one finds two important factors. First, is the ability to think clearly. Which, by the way is difficult without a good understanding of the language used in the thinking. Second, is self testing on a continuous basis so that only the actual rather than the false comes from the dissertation. If one examines the word usage and goes to the trouble of really examining the work for contextual correctness, then the true intellectual mind will stand out like a sore thumb.

Isn't it interesting that you can tell, from how someone writes, if they are well educated. Isn't it interesting that some people will tell you how smart they are. Isn't it interesting that when someone has to tell you that they are intelligent, they usually only think they are. Really intelligent people are recognized as such by the way they are able to put things in such a manner that their meaning shines through like a bright light. Isn't it interesting that their way of putting words together allows the reader to understand clearly their intentions and their meanings. Isn't it interesting how some people try to use big words to impress their readership with their word usage, only to find out later that they used the wrong word for the context of the paragraph or sentence. Isn't it interesting that the almost intelligent who are trying to show the world that they are more than they really are, continually give their little secret away by using the wrong syntax to make a point or express an idea. Isn't interesting how much you can tell about a person by what they say about themselves in their writing. It is a sort of self complimentary commentary that would lead the reader to think more highly of the writer than the writer really thinks of himself or herself. The hidden agenda, so to speak, is to self promote. Isn't it interesting that the self promoters never seem to be promoted by others. Isn't it interesting that somehow you just know that someone is really bright. Isn't it interesting that you can see the weakness in the thought process of those who are self promoters. And, last but not least,when you look on the Mensa list their name is simply not there.

Maybe more on this subject later.

When trouble passes our way and we're caught in the fray
When facing the worst of things that can come along
Is when we need to gather all strengths along the way
And learn somehow to lift up our heads and be strong

And to learn how to deal with the pressures of not knowing
What will become of us when we are not sure of our goals
To develop a new way of thinking of self but keep growing
And make a paradigm shift and a new script for our souls

We must be willing to throw out the old the bad and the pain
And plan for a future that holds promise for us and ours
And keep a level keel that makes our minds safe and sane
Which will let us become what we're meant to be with powers

Power of self preservation for us and family and friends
The power of right and strength from our new perspective
With newness of heart and mind and rejection of old trends
We can travel into the future and meet our new objective

So let the old ways die away with the separate ways we go
And let the feelings of pain and sorrow somehow be dead
And take on the new self image with fervor and glow
For the new me can be it's best with the new vision ahead