Free Personals AMONG THE CLOUDS Upon the hill sit I, my thoughts at rest, simply to partake of the sunset and think not of what lay behind, As the sun tints the JAY: SOLDIER, SAILER, CANDLESTICK MAKER ATLANTA, AL, Alabama Search free personals ads Online dating is easier here.

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JAY
 
Relationship Type: Dating
Any Children: Yes, they live with me
Future Children: May be
Profile Region: 3
Live in: ATLANTA, AL,
Member Gender: Male
Member ID: 59568
Age: 49
Occupation: CONSULTANT/WRITER
Ethnicity: White
Religion: Not Religious
Height: 4' 8"
Weight: 190
Eyes: Hazel
Hair: Brown
Marital Status: Divorced
Education Level: PhD
Smoke: No
Drink: Yes, socially
Recent Activity:
Seeking: Female
AMONG THE CLOUDS Upon the hill sit I, my thoughts at rest, simply to partake of the sunset and think not of what lay behind, As the sun tints the towering clouds many shades of crimson, a sweeping panorama greets my eye, What marvels are there by trick of the eye and imagination unbounded? Seascapes to Camelot, the range has no limit, Broadway to the Painted Desert, Each is there for the eye that sees, each an answer to a quest, and yet questions more, Who peoples these far flunged visas, and what afoot, epic battles, or dances of the Maypole? Tis easy to slip away from my cares and wander among these marvelous clouds full of brave hopes, Of my mind's joy they may be, but real they are, for if I can see them, touch is sure to follow, How these songs of images, beautiful, great and small, came to be, are they just me, or more? Would be so easy to slide into these dreams without substance, but tantalizing real all the same, Waltzes at the Imperial Ball with Ladies and Hussars, Nantucket sleight rides with salt and tar, Can you see, can you feel, can you hear, can you smell, can you taste, all these gifts of the mind? If you can not, but wish, then take my hand, lay thy gentle head upon my shoulder, and I will share with thee, If you can perceive, then I shall take thine hand, and lay my weary head upon thine shoulder, and I will share with thee JAY 2002, My thoughts upon a hill, after a weary day. A bit of a dreamer, writer and inventor, amateur archeologist marine, retired major, poet, single parent of 12 and 15 year kids. I have a farm and life that while full, is in many ways empty. I am either a simple guy in a complex world, or a complex guy in a simple world. I am looking for my best friend and companion, a sharer of heart and pillow. Come as you are, let treasure the truth of each other,