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Dear Everybody,

Now, as was rightly inferred in another thread, shut the fuck up and stop with the drama threads, innuendos and snarkiness.

P-O-E-T-R-Y F-O-R-U-M! Write poetry, read poetry, comment on poetry. Wanna have fun and chat/flirt with people who enjoy poetry as well? Cool. there's a place for that too. Wanna get down to the music (which is poetry as well)? Bitch'in!

Wanna be a flaming asshole and make snarky posts just to keep shit going? Great - go to the GB!

P.S. Same applies to me.

I don't see this mentioning a particular name but I suppose if anybody feels guilty enough it's a case of 'if the cap fits wear it'
 
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I hope that today has found you all doing well. and those who are shivering are warmed by a crackling fire. Those who are lonely and alone, there is a difference, I offer this, one of my fave poems.

Also, CONGRATS to Pandora for her making it into Clean sheets. It's nice to have some more company from Lit-sters in there ;)

~~~


"Invictus,"
by William Earnest Henley


Out of the night that covers me
black as the pit from pole to pole
I thank whatever gods may be
for my unconquerable soul



In the fell clutch of circumstance
I have not winced nor cried aloud
Under the bludgeonings of chance
my head is bloody, but unbowed



Beyond this place of wrath and tears
looms but the horror of the shade
and yet the menace of the years
finds, and shall find me, unafraid



It matters not how strait the gate
how charged with punishments the scroll
I am the master of my fate
I am the captain of my soul


~~~~


peace and sweet dreams to you all
 
Thank you. It's a good start to my new year's resolution. Well, one of them. Two more to go. :)

I wish you nothing BUT acceptances in the new year!! you rock, I always thought so, so keep up the most excellent work. :)

~~~now, for my little blog thing...


it's about work, of course, me and the guys. I fucking LOVE my job, love love love it. Besides the work, I have to admit, I get along so much better with males than femallies, but especially Hispanic men just adore me, I guess it's because they don't know me yet, ha ha. ( self deprecating humor there ;P)


I made my first mechanical drawing this week, and the thing I drew up fit perfectly, I Mean, not even a micron off, I was so damned proud, I just grinned all day. Then the boss man put me on a crew with the other fitters and welders, I usually work with my hubby as his pipe fitter, but I was helping the other guys. One of them is called Bill- I, because he is blind in one eye, he calls himself that, so it isn't an insult, and when he looks at you with his one good eye, it is creepy, kinda. Yesterday, he was talking about wearing pantyhose, and my mind's eye is totally blinded now, but I cant help but laugh. He really does wear them to work when its cold, he pulled the belt off his pants and showed me, gag. but so funny...

his road partner is called Possum, I don't know his real name but he is a meek little man that looks just LIKE a possum, tells me daily tales of what a bitch his wife is, I asked him her age, she is 38, I told him, "she isnt getting enough sex and you are out of town all the time. dude, go home and DO her then DO her again, but bathe first...he laughed so hard he had to excuse himself and go to the portajon... I think he wet his pants, lol.

anyway...my youngest is moving out, again. Her Best friend pressured her into it, her heart isn't in it, but paying her own rent will be a character builder for her, she is used to laying up letting us pay it all, now she knows we don't have killer jobs like last year, just lucky to have a job in the Bush wrecked economy.She got a job in the Financial aid office at USC as was telling me about writing out these letters that go with award checks, some of them are up to 30K per semester. She is determined to get her some of that money, now that she knows how to apply for it.

The white cat that showed up is now just named Roofus because he lives on top of the house. He hears our alarm at 5:16 and runs down the roof to the kitchen door where he waits for us to feed him. I love that critter, he is so sweet and beautiful. I think my Nicky sent him so I wouldn't miss him so much. The baby birds are sitting up now, in 3 days they went from nothing but belly and beak to white feathers and beautiful black eyes. When Kris moves, we get to keep the babies. That's good, I think.

And Hey! we are about to get a new Prez!! I personally cannot wait. He took every vote in my household, even my husband's who is not the most accepting man I ever met. Can ya spell R-e-d-n-e-c-k? :D

I wish you all the best, a happy day, smiles and joy in every endeavor.

may peace be your solace, happiness your refuge
even when the rain falls, look upon
every drop as liquid hope
or the tears of angels.

smile, be kind, say hello to a stranger.
 
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I wish you nothing BUT acceptances in the new year!! you rock, I always thought so, so keep up the most excellent work. :)

~~~now, for my little blog thing...


it's about work, of course, me and the guys. I fucking LOVE my job, love love love it. Besides the work, I have to admit, I get along so much better with males than femallies, but especially Hispanic men just adore me, I guess it's because they don't know me yet, ha ha. ( self deprecating humor there ;P)


I made my first mechanical drawing this week, and the thing I drew up fit perfectly, I Mean, not even a micron off, I was so damned proud, I just grinned all day. Then the boss man put me on a crew with the other fitters and welders, I usually work with my hubby as his pipe fitter, but I was helping the other guys. One of them is called Bill- I, because he is blind in one eye, he calls himself that, so it isn't an insult, and when he looks at you with his one good eye, it is creepy, kinda. Yesterday, he was talking about wearing pantyhose, and my mind's eye is totally blinded now, but I cant help but laugh. He really does wear them to work when its cold, he pulled the belt off his pants and showed me, gag. but so funny...

his road partner is called Possum, I don't know his real name but he is a meek little man that looks just LIKE a possum, tells me daily tales of what a bitch his wife is, I asked him her age, she is 38, I told him, "she isnt getting enough sex and you are out of town all the time. dude, go home and DO her then DO her again, but bathe first...he laughed so hard he had to excuse himself and go to the portajon... I think he wet his pants, lol.

anyway...my youngest is moving out, again. Her Best friend pressured her into it, her heart isn't in it, but paying her own rent will be a character builder for her, she is used to laying up letting us pay it all, now she knows we don't have killer jobs like last year, just lucky to have a job in the Bush wrecked economy.She got a job in the Financial aid office at USC as was telling me about writing out these letters that go with award checks, some of them are up to 30K per semester. She is determined to get her some of that money, now that she knows how to apply for it.

The white cat that showed up is now just named Roofus because he lives on top of the house. He hears our alarm at 5:16 and runs down the roof to the kitchen door where he waits for us to feed him. I love that critter, he is so sweet and beautiful. I think my Nicky sent him so I wouldn't miss him so much. The baby birds are sitting up now, in 3 days they went from nothing but belly and beak to white feathers and beautiful black eyes. When Kris moves, we get to keep the babies. That's good, I think.

And Hey! we are about to get a new Prez!! I personally cannot wait. He took every vote in my household, even my husband's who is not the most accepting man I ever met. Can ya spell R-e-d-n-e-c-k? :D

I wish you all the best, a happy day, smiles and joy in every endeavor.

may peace be your solace, happiness your refuge
even when the rain falls, look upon
every drop as liquid hope
or the tears of angels.

smile, be kind, say hello to a stranger.

I know you likely already realize this but there are about three poems just waiting to be born hiding in this post of yours. :)
 
He told me it could be done, disassociation of heart and desire. Have I accumulated enough dead space to keep the chill between?

Can I too now write "darling" and paint on the actor's skin, watch myself from the side as you become my only desire, my most wonderful, I have always wanted to have something to want, I have always longed for something to long for

and now I have you.

You sit on the edge of the bed. It is safe. Easy. We will never have to sleep in this bed. We will never have to hold the fever of children in this bed. I will never have to mend the fabric. We will never have to turn to our own walls and wonder why we are still together.

Easy.

Can I too climb over the compartments whenever I wish. He told me that it could be done. That each can be made to feel like they are the one. That they are the peg that shines the brightest pressed through the black paper.

Because it is necessary. We are decent human beings after all. We must pretend there is love, exclusivity, butterflies as we strip off the wardrobe stretch capri white sleeveless your tie jacket shine shoes wedding ring and strap on the disguise of night.

You call me darling. Because are we not decent human beings after all, not disassociated bodies longing for a new touch, one that will go deeper, tear wider, speak words you do not say to the mother of your children no, we are good people. So tell me I am beautiful and I will tell you I have been thinking of you all day. Press your lonliness to my breast, let me in deep into the places he pinches shut.

Yes I wore this just for you.


Who on earth did I write THIS for?
:rolleyes:
 
Is everybody here born on November 30th? because I keep looking at profiles of strange names and they are all that date!
 
Angst dump. Maybe somebody else can do something with it cuz I just don't wanna fucking know.

I REALLY want to skip Valentine's Day this year. I am wishing too many people were going to rot in hell (sooner the better). The love of my life is in the hospital recuperating from back surgery. She barely knows I'm there. I don't begrudge her that, though cuz she is in major pain, even with the morphine drip.

I can go in and see her, but the girls can't until Monday. Immediate family until then. "Sorry Ma'am. You have a Power of Attorney, but it doesn't cover the children.” A woman CERTAINLY can't be their father. The STATE FUCKING SAID SHE CAN'T BE! She CERTAINLY can't be their mother because their other parent who is a woman is escorting them.

I'm trying REAL hard not to teach my kids to hate. I'm not doing so well at it. They know me well enough to know that, when "Mommy" puts on her poker face and she ain't sitting in front of a stack of chips, she is WAY pissed.

They are both of the opinion that almost 8 year olds shouldn't cry any more. They are still working on that one. So is Mommy.
 
yeah, it's the default birthday.


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If you name 30 (past and present) participants of this forum (or of any gathering), the chances are better than 2 in 3 that at least two of them have their birthday on the same day. If you named 40 of them then the chance is better than 9 in 10.

Regards,
 
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If you name 30 (past and present) participants of this forum (or of any gathering), the chances are better than 2 in 3 that at least two of them have their birthday on the same day. If you named 40 of them then the chance is better than 9 in 10.

Regards,


I have always respected you and truly enjoy your stats that you post here. I share my birthday with 4 degrees and Billy the Kid ( 11-23). I feel honored

:)
 
A new feature

A few weeks ago I had to click on this or that, or Literotica has introduced a new software feature. Since then I get posts from certain threads, to which I am subscribed or something, in my regular (non-L) email box.

Thus every day I see in the header of these emails, and still am not used to it, a combination:

... Literotica...

Dear Senna Jawa​

It's so strange.
 
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A few weeks ago I had to click on this or that, or Literotica has introduced a new software feature. Since then I get posts from certain threads, to which I am subscribed or something, in my regular (non-L) email box.

Thus every day I see in the header of these emails, and still am not used to it, a combination:

... Literotica...

Dear Senna Jawa​

It's so strange.

I've always got that if you mean being informed when someone posts on that thread
 
sweet

My lady has migraines. Always had, comes and goes, and at the peaks it renders her immobile from the sheer pain of it. She refuses to take any strong painkillers, because she had family who are addicted to similar medication for one reason or the other, and she's terrified to go down the same path. probably wise, as long as she can handle it. But it sucks to see her stretched out passive on the sofa with a frown like a thunderstorm, black shades and a pulsating temple every now and then.

Now... Last few weeks, my own, much less malign version of the same thing, have begun matching her attacks. When her head hurts, so does mine.

I don't know quite what to make of that. If it's some kind of subconscious expression of love, it's a bloody inconvenient one, since I'm less in the mood to pamper her when my own brain is throwing itself at the walls in there. :rolleyes:


oh my! i wished my guy understands the sentiments i have everytime i get the attack. he always teases me for being a weakling when it comes to my migraine. for crying out loud, he hasnt even experienced an ordinary headache,let alone tease me. i envy your partner for she have you.


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oh my! i wished my guy understands the sentiments i have everytime i get the attack. he always teases me for being a weakling when it comes to my migraine. for crying out loud, he hasnt even experienced an ordinary headache,let alone tease me. i envy your partner for she have you.


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get rid you deserve and should have better
 
truth is
I am falling
from orbit

this weight is pulling me off course, collision course
for you of course this is why I have to say good bye
or fuck others.,

which do you choose darling?
nothing you can do can change this, it is already to late
I love you, damn it, you swore
this would not happen I swore this would not happen but there it stands
between us
solar wind silence
I love you
and need something to knock me off course
 
Dear Grasshopper, you will be missed.

You led me in ways of patience and goodness when I was but a child.

You once said There are no failures in Hollywood, only those who give up too soon."


That can be applied to most situations. Thank you for your wisdom, your words of hope and your kick-ass movies!

:rose:
 
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