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Post by Sam on May 29, 2008 8:25:50 GMT -6
(A-men, sista) I'll be right beside you!!! Love, Sam
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Post by anirbas on May 29, 2008 12:40:01 GMT -6
(A-men, sista) I'll be right beside you!!! Love, Sam Love, Sam she had typed with honest affection bleeding in bright colors of friendship around the black print like an aura or a halo... From miles away in her Ozlandic realm, I felt the oozement of this true sentiment spreading over and through me... And I had to grin and respond in like fashion... Love, Sabrina.
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Post by aims on May 29, 2008 20:27:16 GMT -6
Love, Sabrina David and Sam, and, of course all the other lovely poets here I do, but I must confess these three have a special place in my heart.
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Post by Sam on May 30, 2008 10:31:09 GMT -6
But I must confess these three have a special place in my heart... as do you, my friend. Sometimes, we must pause and just embrace our friendships... nothing more needs to be said, except TGIF!!!! hahahahaha
Love,
Sam
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Post by anirbas on May 30, 2008 16:03:31 GMT -6
*Ah, AC and Sammy...Reading the above sentiments tickled this gal to no end...Lovin' all the shared lovin', mi compadres...*
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Thank God it's Friday! hahahahahahaha You can say that again, adorable woman... Except, Friday's... Are my Tuesdays... And Mondays... Are my Fridays... And Thursdays... Are my Mondays... And my weekend... Falls on Tuesday and Wednesday... Confused? I must confess-- sometimes, me, too! Me, too!
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Post by DavidMc on May 31, 2008 12:25:15 GMT -6
Well I know I'm not adding a poem....
But it's important for me to tell you Amy how much I thank you for that accolade
And how much I respect you.
Lovefest over LOL!
David
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Post by aims on Jun 3, 2008 18:01:30 GMT -6
Thanks David! unfortunately I haven't the time to play tonight, I've 275 situps to do now that I'm home from the gym (200 on the "AbLounge, which is easier on the back than regular, and 75 on a regular sit-up bench). So let me paste Sabrina's last offering in here for the next player to go from:
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Thank God it's Friday! hahahahahahaha You can say that again, adorable woman... Except, Friday's... Are my Tuesdays... And Mondays... Are my Fridays... And Thursdays... Are my Mondays... And my weekend... Falls on Tuesday and Wednesday... Confused? I must confess-- sometimes, me, too! Me, too!
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Post by anirbas on Jun 4, 2008 15:28:20 GMT -6
*275 situps? Ooh-la-la... I am so not worthy of that endeavor, sistah! Sheesh...You go, girl!!!!!!!*
As for continuing on from the last line...I ain't got nuthin' this evenin'... So, it's all your's or someone elses, or, someone can even start it all again with a fresh poem...It's all good...Yes?
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Post by aims on Jun 6, 2008 18:32:17 GMT -6
Me, too she indicated with an email but I did not reply because "shemale" means she is a male becoming a female and wants to be with a female hmmmm . . . not my cup of tea
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Post by anirbas on Jun 8, 2008 17:31:12 GMT -6
not my cup of tea this pain that is riddling me... not my cup of java or joe... not my glass of dr. pepper... my mouth hurts so bad I feel like a slaughtered heifer... wait a minute...if I were a slaughtered heifer... I wouldn't be feeling anything right this minute... I'd be dead from a bonk with a hammer on my head... so, perhaps a slaughtered heifer, feels better than me... egad! boulderdash! bloody hell and all that swill... I need to get next to a dentist's drill...
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Post by aims on Jun 10, 2008 19:57:40 GMT -6
Next to a dentist's drill... hmmm can't think of too much that sounds less appealing I know there are much worse things in the world but somehow thinking about the drill blots them out, that's why I'm so glad that my dentist. . . asked me if I wanted her to use the laser when I go in on the 17th! No numbing, sounds good to me!
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Post by aims on Jun 15, 2008 7:59:34 GMT -6
No numbing, sounds good to me! in fact a little enlivening of emotions such as joy and contentment seems in order and since I don't have some new great pleasurable experience to mistake for an infusion of happiness perhaps I should call upon those emotions manually based on reasons like yipee, I get another day's shot at this life, yay I have a sweet little daughter who is still young enough that she adores me and I'm going to take my 83 year old dad a father's day card because i am lucky enough to still have my parents alive and in mine and my daughter's lives.
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Post by Bronwyn on Jun 19, 2008 10:18:54 GMT -6
lives inherited from rebirth reincarnation
something more to do
a path for me and you
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Post by Sam on Jun 19, 2008 12:43:09 GMT -6
You reach out Your hand and I am touched by Your generosity and tenderness to one such as me... For in my eyes You are everything I wish I could be, and I am blessed just to be near You. And when You call out my name I hear You even through the darkest night... I am overcome with such peaceful, loving feelings, knowing everything is going to be alright... Not just tonight, but every night... Not just today, but every day.... in Your own time... in Your own way.. You take my hand and I hold on tight until the darkness fades to light... You smile and I smile and the sun brightens the morning sky I realize how magnificent You truly are and how blessed I truly am.
Your humble servant.
Sam
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Post by roadrunner3 on Jun 22, 2008 14:30:55 GMT -6
Your humble servant, Sam, A gentle lamb From Oz land With Mississippi roots That make her tough as nails A Country Girl at heart She's pulled by Heaven's sails.
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Post by aims on Jun 22, 2008 15:17:51 GMT -6
Heaven's sails fill up on a puff of spirit breath of God let me jump aboard ship drifting about in the land of nod. The Shaddai Shadow will see me to safe harbor and leave me on shores of safety in the sonlight.
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Post by aims on Jun 26, 2008 15:39:08 GMT -6
In the sonlight everything is alright because the light he shone was on the here and now and he told us not to brood about tomorrow because today has enough to deal with besides tomorrow. . . forever unknown. . . always a day away. . . is where the dark shadows the murky fog of what is not conjures all sorts of monsters that fly at us on the wicked wings of anxiety.
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Post by anirbas on Jul 22, 2008 18:36:24 GMT -6
on the wicked wings of anxiety one can quickly fly into a panic attack...
fast! find the prozac...
arriba! arriba! where's the cheeba?
I beg of thee! hand me a glass of sherry...
[ggglgggl...I dunno... I lost this one... carry on, folks... carry on...]
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Post by Sam on Jul 24, 2008 9:52:44 GMT -6
Hand me a glass of sherry... come and sit by my side as the fire burns brightly... The night has come and our time is now.... Let us share this moment before the dawn... Just you and I...alone...
I raise my glass to you.
Sam
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Post by roadrunner3 on Jul 25, 2008 5:41:09 GMT -6
I raise my glass to you Not to bid adieu But to adulate and imitate your poetry In truth. RR
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Post by aims on Jul 25, 2008 22:48:19 GMT -6
In truth two women vie for my heart and for my heat but I only know that one of them wants it.
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Post by aims on Aug 14, 2008 18:52:26 GMT -6
One of them wants it and the other does not, too many relationships exist in this state. Sad it is that some people think they have to settle for someone who wants them, and sad that some people think they have to settle for someone who does not.
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Post by aims on Sept 6, 2008 18:52:21 GMT -6
Sad it is that some people think they have to settle for someone who wants them, and sad that some people think they have to settle for someone who does not.
I used to try to do that in the old days try to be with somebody I didn't want to be with always with disastrous results and a mountain of guilt afterward. It seems that, at least for me, some attraction my grow into more but no attraction does not ever. My motives were not to hurt anyone but that's what I ended up doing on a number of occasions. So I don't go there anymore.
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Post by aims on Sept 14, 2008 19:40:46 GMT -6
"So I don't go there anymore. . ." she said with a wistful sigh, just before a twinkle sparkled in her eye and a mischievous grin spread across her face, "these days we always do it at my place"
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Post by Sam on Sept 22, 2008 11:47:29 GMT -6
My place is warm and friendly.... and I can hardly wait to get there. My best friend is there.... and I know she can hardly wait to see my smiling face, hear my happy voice, and eat some Friskies....
Sam
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Post by anirbas on Sept 22, 2008 16:04:05 GMT -6
Eat some Friskies, the cat said to me... Eat some, eat some and you shall see, they are good for curing what ails you... Besides the fact, they fill you up... Though I am a pup, I did as the cat bid... And yes, yes, I did see... Friskies did cure what ailed me... I had the energy to run in circles and chase my tail, again... I jumped the fence and chased the farmer's hen round and round her pen... But, only for fun... Funny thing is... Since, I ate the Friskies, I can no longer bark and howl... Now, I hiss and meow...
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Post by aims on Sept 23, 2008 19:06:16 GMT -6
LOL woman, I got a kick outta that one so here you go: Hiss and meow... now now, I prefer. . . when You purr!
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Post by anirbas on Sept 27, 2008 17:54:00 GMT -6
Purr? To purr is nice... But, it doesn't catch me mice... Then, again... When I roar that doesn't catch me my dinner, either... I find it best, to neither purr nor roar, but, to skulk stealthily across the floor, whilst the mouse is stealing sugar from my mistress' canister... Then, I pounce!!!!!!!!!! Trounce the thief and as it shakes like a leaf, I toy with it, batting it from paw to paw, before popping it into my maw... Then, I purr...
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Post by aims on Sept 29, 2008 18:25:44 GMT -6
I purr... Whenever I am around her luckily it is a silent purr, because to hear it she would not prefer.
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Post by Sam on Sept 30, 2008 13:21:16 GMT -6
She would not prefer to be noticed nor does she need to be embraced... She has thrown up walls around her to catch her when she falls...
Sam
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