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Brynn · 09-10-2005, 03:03 AM

If you could only realize that all those poor little discarded epiphanies of yours just might end up as someone else's towering works of genius someday.

priceyfatprude · 09-15-2005, 03:39 AM

you are always happy to see me
no matter how hard my day sucked
tail waggin so hard your entire body is wigglin
my wigglebug
i love it when you're so snuggly
kissy, cuddly
i love coming home smelling like you
i love stroking your ears
kissing your whole face
sharing raspberries from my sundae
singing norah jones to you
you not complaining
love everything about you
especially how you smell
your own personal signature scent
but i could do w/o the dog hair

dddrum · 09-17-2005, 06:51 PM

What does the inside of my nostrils smell like?

(I'd set up a thread for 4 A.M. posers like this, but I'm getting a complex already. *twitch, twitch*

)

Chin up, eh?
DDD

Sapphire · 09-19-2005, 10:00 AM

I have a very hard time quieting down enough to fall asleep, which is why you'll see me post here at all kinds of weird hours. A few years ago, my husband suggested that I try and write stories in my mind - "get really detailed," he told me. I tried to create characters, settings, etc. but it didn't work for me.

So there was a really big lottery jackpot for which I had bought a ticket. The night before the drawing, I began thinking about what I would do in the minutes and hours and first few days after winning. I fell asleep "writing" that story.

It has stuck with me - it's how I fall asleep every night. It's always different, depending on how my priorities in life have changed. Like, recent weeks, it's all about the kind of help I could give Katrina victims. The jackpot Friday was $250 million, so I was thinking about how much money I could give to Habitat for Humanity and how many houses that would build.
Usually, when the jackpot has risen above like $75 million, I will studiously avoid checking to see if anyone won - just so I can keep the current "story" going based on whatever the last jackpot amount was.

After so many years of thinking about this, it's no longer about the big house I could build, fancy cars, vacations, etc. - my priorities have changed, I've grown up some, and I'm no longer much attracted by the "bling bling." Instead, I think a lot about how nice it would be to be able to be with my husband all the time, not having to be separated by the work day. And I think about what winning could mean for everyone else I know - how I could help this friend with her bills, that friend with some medical issues, this relative with that thing.

No one but my husband knows I do this every single day/night before falling asleep - now all of you know, too. Please don't tell.

gigi · 09-19-2005, 02:47 PM

I can guarantee that teaching my daughter to ride her bike hurts me more than it hurts her. My ass will vouch for me after a day of accompanying her.

priceyfatprude · 09-21-2005, 03:59 AM

i'm swimming
in Lake Michigan
it seems like i'm getting somewhere
it feels like i'm moving
and yet, i keep getting sucked back
and hitting my head on the rocks every time
drops of red blood
stain the pretty white granite
the water washes it away
so by the time you would have noticed
it's not there anymore
the water comforts me
lulls me
making me forget
how much my head hurts
and the tears
and the weariness
otherwise why would i keep coming back for more?

obstacles
roadblocks
dicking around
all things i hate
things you exposed me to
early in childhood
can't do this
cause of this
can't do that
w/o xyz
can't get xyz
til abc lines up
basta
basta
basta
basta
BASTA!
these roadblocks? obstacles? challenges?
you create them for yourself
it's something in your brain
a chemical missing maybe?
but there's a reason
i am the only one in your family
still speaking to you on a weekly basis
judgemental, rude
self-righteous, opinionated
overly religious, pushing it onto others
and yet not a 'loving christian' action in a long time
childish, republican
cold cold cold
please help us
so we can help you

Clytie · 09-29-2005, 06:08 PM

the throbbing in my head wont stop
so i fight back wooden sticks flashing
long into the night to silence my mind
and bring me to that quiet corner of rest
with in the shelter of his voice
the sound of many soothing waters
the lullaby of tears

thetexaszone · 10-04-2005, 09:48 PM

Make it So

She walks in shadows like the night.
Always searching, forever seeking.
When she finds what she needs she will rest
and bloom like a lily in the night.

Jaded, she sees the beauty in others,
Tastes a world of flavors,
Feels her lover's passion
Pink warmth on her skin.

She loves the moment of surrender,
whether to the overwhelming beauty of a
poetic score or to the lips, hands,or cane of a lover
As he possesses her body,spirit,and soul with his desire.

It's like a dance for him...for her,
A slow rhythmic dance.
Moving toward and then away,
Getting close again,
Feeling his breath or body heat,
Then spinning away into space
Looking deep into his eyes that make word-less promises,
He laughs making her doubt her ability to read him,
It's all to make her wonder with excitement,
What is he really like?
What is he like when he's in control?
Is he still so fearless?
Does he yearn to take her, to be dominant,
To control.
To kiss her until she can't breathe,
To caress her, lick, suckle
until she begs for more?
This would please him.
Make it so.
Thetexaszone

thetexaszone · 10-04-2005, 09:51 PM

[size=7][color=Blue]Fishnets

Afterwards,
when the room was quiet
she noticed moonlight
filtering through
the wooden blinds
laying down lines
like a relief map,
on rumpled sheets

she lay
still as silence,
a black slip
twisted 'round
her soft topography
holding her in place

a frozen still-life
but for white-hot fishnets
moving down her legs
in paler shades
of midnight.
TheTexasZone[size=5][color=Indigo]

glasshouse · 10-06-2005, 05:49 AM

I saw a person with really buck teeth today and thought I was so lucky to not have buck teeth. Then I thought I was the biggest bitch on planet earth for thinking that.

___________________________________________
"Inside that hunk is a piece of junk" - Steve Laudig

dddrum · 10-06-2005, 04:04 PM

I thought I was lucky not to be the biggest bitch on planet earth...

12"razormix · 10-12-2005, 10:41 AM

sometimes at night i wake up, and on my way from the bedroom to the washroom in the dark i fear i might bump into you. i never turn the light on because i don't want to break the spell. i can see your outline, or better sense it. i want to talk to you and i talk to myself. i often don't know whether i hear me talking to myself, you talking to me, or you talking to yourself. same thing. of course.

glasshouse · 10-14-2005, 06:27 AM

You were so cute in class today I thought I was going to burst a blood vessel sitting next to you. What a fortunate slip of mind it was to forget my book, as then you had to share yours with me. And every time we both leaned in close to read I thought I was going to have to grab your face and plant a big juicy kiss right on your beautiful, affection-starved lips. If we spontaneously started making out in class we might get asked to leave the room. What a bummer that would be.

glasshouse · 10-16-2005, 05:29 AM

To make it worse you had to freak me on the dance floor last night. If I kiss you and you reject me I will have to carry a very heavy stone underwater till I run out of air. Ha! Just kidding.

glasshouse · 10-16-2005, 05:30 AM

You are a thousand white doves being released at the funeral of my soul's creative inactivity.

09-17-2005, 06:51 PM	#228
dddrum Amateur Human Join Date: Aug 2005 Location: The Hills north of Mouseland, sunny FLA. Posts: 1,264	4 A.M. Question What does the inside of my nostrils smell like? (I'd set up a thread for 4 A.M. posers like this, but I'm getting a complex already. twitch, twitch ) Chin up, eh? DDD __________________ ...or words to that effect. Last edited by dddrum : 09-30-2005 at 04:43 AM. Reason: de do do do, de does does does...

09-19-2005, 10:00 AM	#229
Sapphire Hippy Chick Join Date: Sep 2005 Location: Southeast crease of the mitten Posts: 92	I have a very hard time quieting down enough to fall asleep, which is why you'll see me post here at all kinds of weird hours. A few years ago, my husband suggested that I try and write stories in my mind - "get really detailed," he told me. I tried to create characters, settings, etc. but it didn't work for me. So there was a really big lottery jackpot for which I had bought a ticket. The night before the drawing, I began thinking about what I would do in the minutes and hours and first few days after winning. I fell asleep "writing" that story. It has stuck with me - it's how I fall asleep every night. It's always different, depending on how my priorities in life have changed. Like, recent weeks, it's all about the kind of help I could give Katrina victims. The jackpot Friday was $250 million, so I was thinking about how much money I could give to Habitat for Humanity and how many houses that would build. Usually, when the jackpot has risen above like $75 million, I will studiously avoid checking to see if anyone won - just so I can keep the current "story" going based on whatever the last jackpot amount was. After so many years of thinking about this, it's no longer about the big house I could build, fancy cars, vacations, etc. - my priorities have changed, I've grown up some, and I'm no longer much attracted by the "bling bling." Instead, I think a lot about how nice it would be to be able to be with my husband all the time, not having to be separated by the work day. And I think about what winning could mean for everyone else I know - how I could help this friend with her bills, that friend with some medical issues, this relative with that thing. No one but my husband knows I do this every single day/night before falling asleep - now all of you know, too. Please don't tell. __________________ Thou art God. Do you grok?

09-19-2005, 02:47 PM	#230
gigi Walkin' Spanish Join Date: May 2005 Posts: 78	I can guarantee that teaching my daughter to ride her bike hurts me more than it hurts her. My ass will vouch for me after a day of accompanying her. __________________ Rosencrantz and Guildenstern are... dead?!

09-21-2005, 03:59 AM	#231
priceyfatprude girthy pickles Join Date: Feb 2003 Location: under your desk Posts: 9,313	i'm swimming in Lake Michigan it seems like i'm getting somewhere it feels like i'm moving and yet, i keep getting sucked back and hitting my head on the rocks every time drops of red blood stain the pretty white granite the water washes it away so by the time you would have noticed it's not there anymore the water comforts me lulls me making me forget how much my head hurts and the tears and the weariness otherwise why would i keep coming back for more? obstacles roadblocks dicking around all things i hate things you exposed me to early in childhood can't do this cause of this can't do that w/o xyz can't get xyz til abc lines up basta basta basta basta BASTA! these roadblocks? obstacles? challenges? you create them for yourself it's something in your brain a chemical missing maybe? but there's a reason i am the only one in your family still speaking to you on a weekly basis judgemental, rude self-righteous, opinionated overly religious, pushing it onto others and yet not a 'loving christian' action in a long time childish, republican cold cold cold please help us so we can help you __________________ "We like your board's features...but don't care about it's people"

09-29-2005, 06:08 PM	#232
Clytie thundering is my favorite Join Date: Apr 2004 Location: motivated to be all i can be Posts: 3,827	the throbbing in my head wont stop so i fight back wooden sticks flashing long into the night to silence my mind and bring me to that quiet corner of rest with in the shelter of his voice the sound of many soothing waters the lullaby of tears __________________ your star shaped heart has reached out to me and together our hearts beat as one bound by the rich red that runs coarsing united we stand stronger than before able to face the dark with hands entwined

09-10-2005, 03:03 AM	#226
Brynn constantly amazed Join Date: Feb 2005 Location: in the labyrinth of shared happiness Posts: 6,206	If you could only realize that all those poor little discarded epiphanies of yours just might end up as someone else's towering works of genius someday.

10-04-2005, 09:48 PM	#233
thetexaszone thetexaszone Join Date: Oct 2005 Location: West Texas Posts: 3	Make it So She walks in shadows like the night. Always searching, forever seeking. When she finds what she needs she will rest and bloom like a lily in the night. Jaded, she sees the beauty in others, Tastes a world of flavors, Feels her lover's passion Pink warmth on her skin. She loves the moment of surrender, whether to the overwhelming beauty of a poetic score or to the lips, hands,or cane of a lover As he possesses her body,spirit,and soul with his desire. It's like a dance for him...for her, A slow rhythmic dance. Moving toward and then away, Getting close again, Feeling his breath or body heat, Then spinning away into space Looking deep into his eyes that make word-less promises, He laughs making her doubt her ability to read him, It's all to make her wonder with excitement, What is he really like? What is he like when he's in control? Is he still so fearless? Does he yearn to take her, to be dominant, To control. To kiss her until she can't breathe, To caress her, lick, suckle until she begs for more? This would please him. Make it so. Thetexaszone __________________ [font=Times New Roman][size=7][color=Indigo]Ole Poet

10-04-2005, 09:51 PM	#234
thetexaszone thetexaszone Join Date: Oct 2005 Location: West Texas Posts: 3	Fishnets [size=7][color=Blue]Fishnets Afterwards, when the room was quiet she noticed moonlight filtering through the wooden blinds laying down lines like a relief map, on rumpled sheets she lay still as silence, a black slip twisted 'round her soft topography holding her in place a frozen still-life but for white-hot fishnets moving down her legs in paler shades of midnight. TheTexasZone[size=5][color=Indigo] __________________ [font=Times New Roman][size=7][color=Indigo]Ole Poet

10-06-2005, 05:49 AM	#235
glasshouse frustrated frustule Join Date: Oct 2005 Location: An island in the deep blue pacific. Posts: 165	I saw a person with really buck teeth today and thought I was so lucky to not have buck teeth. Then I thought I was the biggest bitch on planet earth for thinking that. ___________________________________________ "Inside that hunk is a piece of junk" - Steve Laudig

10-06-2005, 04:04 PM	#236
dddrum Amateur Human Join Date: Aug 2005 Location: The Hills north of Mouseland, sunny FLA. Posts: 1,264	I thought I was lucky not to be the biggest bitch on planet earth... __________________ ...or words to that effect.

10-12-2005, 10:41 AM	#237
12"razormix ° ★ ° Join Date: May 2004 Location: ªs°k° Posts: 6,458	sometimes at night i wake up, and on my way from the bedroom to the washroom in the dark i fear i might bump into you. i never turn the light on because i don't want to break the spell. i can see your outline, or better sense it. i want to talk to you and i talk to myself. i often don't know whether i hear me talking to myself, you talking to me, or you talking to yourself. same thing. of course.

10-14-2005, 06:27 AM	#238
glasshouse frustrated frustule Join Date: Oct 2005 Location: An island in the deep blue pacific. Posts: 165	Re: classmate You were so cute in class today I thought I was going to burst a blood vessel sitting next to you. What a fortunate slip of mind it was to forget my book, as then you had to share yours with me. And every time we both leaned in close to read I thought I was going to have to grab your face and plant a big juicy kiss right on your beautiful, affection-starved lips. If we spontaneously started making out in class we might get asked to leave the room. What a bummer that would be.

10-16-2005, 05:29 AM	#239
glasshouse frustrated frustule Join Date: Oct 2005 Location: An island in the deep blue pacific. Posts: 165	To make it worse you had to freak me on the dance floor last night. If I kiss you and you reject me I will have to carry a very heavy stone underwater till I run out of air. Ha! Just kidding. __________________ Sweet on you...

10-16-2005, 05:30 AM	#240
glasshouse frustrated frustule Join Date: Oct 2005 Location: An island in the deep blue pacific. Posts: 165	You are a thousand white doves being released at the funeral of my soul's creative inactivity. __________________ Sweet on you...

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