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CharleyH said:
I can't post to this LOL :D

It's always the path of least suspicions they do come, no?

I feel I should be bowing before her,...either way

:D
 
ruminator said:
It's always the path of least suspicions they do come, no?

I feel I should be bowing before her,...either way


She comes,
muse and inspiration,
mistress of thought and
word alike.
I find myself dropping to
my knees before such
verbal authority. But
am I genuflecting or salaaming,
or just pausing en
route to being
prostrate?

:cool:
 
Angeline said:
I did not wimp out. I ran out on the deck as soon as the sun dropped. I was on the chaise reading Adrienne Rich. Until the wasps came out. Wasps fuck up everything, don't they? :)

What's painful to Tess? I don't think a villanelle would make her want to sing, but then I feel the same way about them lol.

Oh now I have to write a villanelle about fucking wasps. Damn you! You know my sensitive spots!

*howls*
 
Tristesse said:
Oh now I have to write a villanelle about fucking wasps. Damn you! You know my sensitive spots!

*howls*


*ouch*...that sounded painfull.

it would be much easier for everyone if we could just mark your soft spots clearly....marker, pen, ...flourescent paint,..... body paint,.......hey,...;)....now there's an idea.
 
Remec said:
She comes,
muse and inspiration,
mistress of thought and
word alike.
I find myself dropping to
my knees before such
verbal authority. But
am I genuflecting or salaaming,
or just pausing en
route to being
prostrate?

:cool:

preceded by her legend
birds sing her arrival
in harmony.
murmurs rising from me
growing as she nears
my humbled words. Awed
by her, unbalanced
it's either kneel or fall.


:D
 
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