Sunday, April 10, 2005
The Scale of My Love
On a scale of one to nine
I love you twenty three
On a scale of grass to dandelion
I love you tree
On a scale of drip to puddle
I love you sea
My love for you is off the scales
You weigh the world to me
On a scale of nudge to bump
I love you ricochet
On a scale of sigh to smile
I love you hip hooray
On a scale of each second lived
I love you every day
On a scale of here to there
I love you all the way
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Well, Jill’s been away a week now and I’m missing her. (Hence the love poem!) She’s having a good time in Canada, discovering lots of relatives she didn’t know she had. And my plan was to finish the Mighty Microbes Live at Staplecrust album while she was away. haven’t managed to do much so far, though. My time’s been taken with trying to catch up on various writing projects. (Although I did do some recording today. Mainly sorting out the timing on one of the tracks. My drumming leaves much to be desired.)
We had a gig last night in Stevenage. It went very well and we played well, too. I had to take Judy, as Jill was away, and she met Mango, a rather large English Sheep Dog, at the bass guitarist’s house. Mango took an instant shine to her and spent all his time either licking her or jumping on her back. Well Judy’s very old and Mango’s very young, so it was a little bit distasteful, if you know what I mean. And Judy, as well as being blind, deaf and covered in lumps, also has arthritis in her back legs. You know in cartoons when a dog goes splat and its legs all shoot out away from its body? That was Judy with Mango on top. So she had to wait in the flat over the garage while we were at the gig.
Hey ho.
Roger - this is such a sweet romantic poem!! I looove it!!! Awwwww......
On another note -- most women would NOT appreciate "YOU WEIGH THE WORLD to me", if they didn't see the - My love for you is off the scales preceeding it. Hahaha
Good point nic. Maybe I'll revise the poem at a later date.
Very clever!!!
"you balance the world for me"
there's the line...
Thanks Anon and Jon.
On a scale of whisper to yell
Your poem's a sonic boom
Hope you don't mind. I love the poem and couldn't resist. Jill must be very special to inspire you so.
Cool poem Roger. Another fun and playful romp.
I agree with Nic on that one line though. Some women are sensitive about that kind of thing;-).
Roger, this poem is beyond Hallmark material... it's absolutely perfect. I couldn't help smiling throughout the entire thing.
You really ought to put it to music.
"You balance the world for me" I think is the line I take to heart...I might fall off without you, J. What are those words? Parting is such sweet sorrow? Only improved with you...tomorrow.
Here's to you & Jill.
i feel the love all the way here. great poem, roger. i'm warm all over.
Gosh, thanks. I'm touched...
Well... when I say I'm touched I mean... well, you know...
You mean that you are a crazy old coot who is deeply in love and has the ability to write some incredible poetry. Now let me think, am I envious or what?
I found it very touching too - deeply felt. A deep felt underlay underlying it?
Compared to a ragged rug and a dusty doormat this poem is a flying carpet!
Disinfect this comment now incase of nasty bugs!
On a scale from a Kraft Cheese slice to a processed Edam this poem is a ripe stilton! (That doesn't mean it stinks!)
Me thinks this might sound rather nice put to music...nice country beat and all!
Stilton doesn't stink...it's aromatic. I say this bravely, as
someone is rather breezy and I've grown accostumed to his face. That I don't go running is a measure of the scale of my love.
hey i love this one! can i borrow it and send it to my bf? or perhaps he should be the one who should be sending such a poem to me....hmmm...
I love this poem, it's so refreshing the way you measure love.
That was so sweet. Look what you did! Now I miss my wife (who's away) .
Roger that is beautiful!
beautiful poem Roger.
Hi Roger!
Since you asked, Himani is at my parents' place right now, preparing to bring a little one to this world shortly.
She should be back in 3 months with our very own bundle of joy and milky pukes. Till then, missing her is a full time occupation.
Well that's a long time but it sounds like it will be worth it.
Good luck!
That's weird. I made that last comment and it came out anon!
Assert yerself, then! we will not give in to anonomousity....did I just create a new word?!
Words are being rented from this poem.
On my 'words on rent' blog.
I hope you approve. If any issue kindly let me know.
with love that can't be scaled,
chamki
Beautiful man.
Immensely!! :)
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