Hames

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9 Responses to “Sketches”

1. on 12 Jul 2009 at 5:30 am1    john ryan recabar

   hi there. it’s been a while. just passing by to say that i like this poem.

   write on.

   
   
2. on 13 Jul 2009 at 3:22 am2    hames-1977

   john,

   i am humbled by your comment. thanks for the encouragement. equally, i am reading through your works, congratulations on your nomination for the best blogsite 2009. you deserve the accolade.

   keep inspiring.

   best of times,
   marvin

   
   
3. on 15 Jul 2009 at 5:27 am3    Gemma

   Symbols and echoes are all tools of the impressionistic architect! A lovely way to explain a writer’s agony and ecstasy.

   
   
4. on 15 Jul 2009 at 9:28 am4    Jeques

   Why can’t I write something about my job as a nurse like this? Your natural passion for what you do is apparent in how you delicately put this piece together.

   Find something you love to do, and you don’t have to work the rest of your life. I think you found yours and is apparent in how you lovingly wrote this poem.

   I wish you well.

   ~ Jeques

   
   
5. on 16 Jul 2009 at 4:28 am5    sunsetzens

   “standing ovation”

   a fan, i am.

   
   
6. on 16 Jul 2009 at 4:33 am6    sunsetzens

   oh i must add, that photo on the header is majestic! you see art and art is in you!

   
   
7. on 16 Jul 2009 at 6:54 am7    hames-1977

   gemma,

   i was delighted with your vigorous comments. such a joy. actually, i was torn between being a poet and an architect. but i guess, this is to my advantage, a poetic architect might become an effective builder of buildings after all. where the occupants can feel the emotion of the poet on walls, on stairs, on chairs, on almost anything. and the building might never run out of meaning on its every corners.

   keep enjoying my poems. i would like to commend you for posting very good photography. i like those nature scenes, actually.

   best of times,
   marvin

   
   
8. on 16 Jul 2009 at 7:45 am8    hames-1977

   jeques,

   you will. just nurture the idea inside of you. you can write a poem about your profession someday, in a very emotional way.

   to be honest, i dream of becoming a doctor, but life has twisted and turned, and here i am becoming an architect. the five years i am in college is aimless, but when i was in my fifth year, there came my saving grace, i begin to love architecture and quite excited that i can create with my hands and my thoughts are becoming tangible things, getting built and getting utilized. but now, i somehow, is acting like a doctor, not of humans, but of buildings and spaces. hahaha.

   yeah, i cringe to think to for me to keep on whining on dreams that didn’t come true. life is too short to live in dreams broken, so whatever life has guided us through, we should make better of it and in my personal experience, i have found that it was meant to be, becoming an architect, after all.

   thanks jeques, as always, an ever loyal reader.

   best of times,
   marvin

   
   
9. on 17 Jul 2009 at 4:33 am9    hames-1977

   zen,

   equally, i am impressed by your witty posts. ah, the header, i just felt that it encapsulates what i feel for the moment. strolling by the boardwalks leading to the glorious ocean of dreams.

   thanks for your appreciation.

   cheers,
   marvin

   
   

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