The First Ever Sundays With Sharon!
I’ve been thinking of my gardens and how I’ve missed having a cut flower garden over the past year. We’ve been working on our backyard, slowly making progress. But my deadlines and the scope of the work have meant there were no cut flowers for my house that usually display all over the place. I am reminded of one of the poems my favorite poems of Rod McKuen People With Flowers. Sadly, my album is gone, and so is my book of poems I used to read practically every night in college, from Santa Clara to Portland, and back again. Portland especially has a special place in my heart because of the love gained, and lost there.
I loved the angst I used to hear in his voice, the sensual poet and singer/songwriter. All he wrote about was love and love themes. To a young girl who had yet to fall in love (real love) his dreamy songs and poems really helped me dream of a life I had yet to live. Even experiencing his sadness was exciting for me. Like I was listening to parts of my life that would be. I guess I was a budding romance writer at 19. That’s when I started listening to him. I think the first poem I heard was “Listen To The Warm.” I didn’t know men could feel like that. I didn’t know I would ever make a man feel like writing me poems, or songs. I never knew what it was like to love so deeply that I couldn’t do anything but feel it. Ah! To be young again!!
Listen to the second stanza. Did I think about him when I wrote the scene with Kate and Tyler in Portland? My college was on the hill. I used to sit at my window, and watch the Columbia River drain by me, glisten, and think about, what else? Love!
http://youtu.be/233rTu8wdhg Stanyan Street is one set I’ve listened to maybe 200 times. I even explored the street, trying to find the house on Stanyan Street where this man loved this woman. Thinking of a lost love.
Welcome to my world. The beginning of my romantic journey. This man made me fall in love with love.
I have a storyline where an aging poet falls in love with a young writer. One of my bucket list items is to meet this man, and tell him what he did for a young girl of 19.
Welcome to my first Sunday With Sharon! I love you. Have I said that today yet?