Saturday, February 20, 2016

Imagine to Peanut Butter Chocolate Robot Balls 
Imagine a scene where two lovers meet 
Imagine a robot cooking your favorite desert 

Imagine (English sonnet) 

Imagine a dream to make all things whole
To give every heart a reason to be
A season for hopes which dare to be free
A path where a wish may enjoy a stroll
Imagine a kiss from some fantasy
The kind even time would learn to extol
To burn away doubt exciting a soul
This sweet memory he’s waiting to see
He’s waiting for her where day turns to night
Where daydreams and starlight begin to stir
He’s waiting for her somewhere beyond sight
Where purpose to live don’t even occur
Beyond the last morning’s reason for light
Imagine a love he’s waiting for her

An English love sonnet. Other than the two quatrains beginning with the word "Imagine" and the first two couplets beginning with the word "He", this sonnet seems to just take us on a dream. Ah love. Then on the final line the words "Imagine" and "He" finally meet.

What is this thing called love? I am an old man and my wife may be a little younger than me, but she is up there, yet we still share a dance in the fields of love. Love is a doorway to a place all its own. A place away from all problems. A place of warmth and comfort. A place where time has no meaning. Love is a dream, always true. A dream  of a song that touches our heart. A dream, a fantasy,a fairy tale more real than the air we breath. A dream that can only be quenched by that precious someone  that makes us complete, that makes us more, that makes use forever. Am I getting a little carried away? I'm sure there are some more carried away than me. Imagine my wife, Amor, and I sharing one more dance, one more time. A couple  who found each other beyond a door, a dream. Joining one more affirmation, wonders do exist. 

What would a love poem be without kissing? So: Fermo Dante Marchetti "Fascination" 

How about some sweets to go with those kisses 

Hans Moravec, founder of Carnegie Mellon’s RoboticsInstitute, predicts that robots will emerge as their own species by 2040. One may find this insight a little scary, weird, strange, off the wall, unbelievable, yummy. But our friend Gregg, at You Suck At Cooking, is working on a robot that knows how to cook. What this machine does with peanut butter chocolate balls ill amaze you. 
The future of cooking is here. "Peanut Butter Chocolate Robot Balls - YSAC (ep. 33)" 
(Okay. Maybe this robot needs a little work.) 

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Romantic lovers require from each other 
at least the facade of reason: We desire 
to be what romantic love makes us appear 
in the other's eyes. We want to imagine we 
are deserving of the love we inspire.
Maggie Gallagher


  1. That dream, an exquisite dream, I dream that dream.

    1. Wonderful, it's it.
      Thank you for the affirmation

  2. Beautiful dream. Thanks for sharing. Oh and I just made peanut butter balls last night!

    1. Thank you for the compliment.
      Can you eat them now without laughing.

  3. Love is not only a doorway, and a trip it is an destination all in itself.

    1. You are so right.
      Thank you for complimenting the vision.

  4. What a wonderful poem. To imagine and to love are such beautiful things!

  5. What a lovely poem! and that robot cook was so funny! :)

    1. thank you for stopping by and your comment

  6. Alas, peanut butter often causes me problems, too.

    1. So sorry to hear that.
      Thank you, as always, for dropping in

  7. That is a lovely tune 'fascination' and the video is different to watch.
    Nice poem.

    1. Sounds like you had a good time ere.
      Thank you for that compliment

  8. Love poetry...especially poetry on love! Amazing yet intricate, rich and colorful topic. A topic so vast as the sand on the beach...spoken in different languages yet understood in one. Hmmm, I'm in my dreamland. Thanks

    1. So much in so few words.
      Thank you for adding to the experience