From: owner-eda-thoughts-digest@smoe.org (eda-thoughts-digest) To: eda-thoughts-digest@smoe.org Subject: eda-thoughts-digest V1 #23 Reply-To: eda-thoughts@smoe.org Sender: owner-eda-thoughts-digest@smoe.org Errors-To: owner-eda-thoughts-digest@smoe.org Precedence: bulk eda-thoughts-digest Wednesday, May 13 1998 Volume 01 : Number 023 Today's Subjects: ----------------- ET: wanna be songs [moonsong@ix.netcom.com (Us)] ET: Downfall [Beck82 ] ET: sam and I NEED YOU GUYS!!! [Angeljlb96 ] ---------------------------------------------------------------------- Date: Mon, 11 May 1998 23:20:50 -0700 From: moonsong@ix.netcom.com (Us) Subject: ET: wanna be songs My my my I'm just trying to rule the list now aren't I! Nahhh. :) Well if I could write music I'd make these here into songs, but since I can't....... I have a new favorite song by the way (and it's not Jewel, but ALL her songs are my favorites). It's called "Jackie's Strength" by Tori Amos. My I am just in a flow of creativity here which is awesome, at least for me. It's interesting sometimes to just let words come to you. Latte angels, Sam the ? angel with sunlight in her hair ~~--~~ this is not called EDA as in Every Day Angels by the way, it's just a coincidence. also i know what i was thinking while writing this but i'm still not sure quite what the poem means. hey i'd sure be curious to hear what you guys think so write me! Eda sm may 11 98 an unkind glimpse of fate brought upon the unknowing and the seas of shock that washed were not cleansed with shame harshess of unspoken thoughts soon were put to words and acceptance was unforgiven the anger turned to blame *the old sin talk turned to new *and now it's in a foreign tongue *but too clear and learned yet *the meaning burned and Eda would come a smokey gray stain of uncleansed to realize that things were wrong just go on and pretend that consequences will never be and now guilt became fear rain did not wash away the feeling of being ashamed to forgive was thought too easy *the old sin talk turned to new *and now it's in a foreign tongue *but too clear and learned yet *the meaning burned and Eda would come things could always soar and better with a changed mind but tears replenished vacant veins that were felt to be long gone now was seen and yet undone the grief overwhelmed the rage a gray exhaust of being in dark grew silent after long *the old sin talk turned to new *and now it's in a foreign tongue *but too clear and learned yet *the meaning burned and Eda would come *Eda glimpsed and saw the same *the times changed only words *harshness changed the will of life *the meaning burned and Eda would come the meaning burned and Eda would come ~~--~~ The Children sm may 11 98 children laughed and they play in the streets of a fine spring day bouncing balls trips and falls sprinklers showering rainbows roam the sidewalks and the grass snails watch the silvery path and red wagons with white sides a lazy plane shaped a garden rose *feel life as a treat *and never without glee *seek the day treasured tight *tomorrow may not see and a car never found wandered around the corner so silent the motor's sound and blind the driver's sight skates that block the world and bump along the road knocked to the ground so hard pray for a little lisa's might *feel life as a treat *and never without glee *seek the day treasured tight *tomorrow may not see an empty street paved dark on a fine warm spring day no balls no falls or silver snails or planes seen overhead the children gone car unseen and sidewalks blank as chalk a rainbow glimpsed the lawn while the air mourned a dead *feel life as a treat *and never without glee *seek the day treasured tight *tomorrow may not see *pray for lisa's might *and the street so bare *seek the day treasured tight *tomorrow may not see moonsong@ix.netcom.com ------------------------------ Date: Tue, 12 May 1998 15:46:35 EDT From: Beck82 Subject: ET: Downfall Downfall Holding on to a rope of steel Dangling through the air without a care Soaring like a kite full of ambition Looking down at the world below without fear The clouds surround me, blocking my view of eternity The rope begins to melt with my anguish Threads strip from my support Abandoning me until one is left Beginning to slip Trying to grasp on for a second longer The air reeks of anxiety and distress, but only I smell it Fists clenched, grimace concealing fear Everyone watches, but no one truly sees for the clouds have blocked them too Beginning to fall Falling into an abyss, a hell of sorrow Chasm of blue tears, abandoned hopes, unfulfilled promises Misery fills my eyes as I close them to conceal my fear Fear of slipping away ------------------------------ Date: Tue, 12 May 1998 23:29:08 EDT From: Angeljlb96 Subject: ET: sam and I NEED YOU GUYS!!! Hey guys... Sam, you freak...the first song is Kiss the Rain by Billie Myers? something like that...the second was I love you always forever by Donna Lewis...both bad songs cuz they remind me of my 2 most assholish exes (which we all know about by now). Okay....I'm doing something of a poll to settle a long-debated dispute between my friend Priscilla and I... In the song (by Jewel) called "Without You By My Side," there's a line that goes something along the lines of ~It's the little things I never thought about much, but miss most in the end, like those _____ red wine kisses and the candlelight and the poetry...~ FILL IN THE BLANK!!! I swear it's sleepy, Cilla seems to be under some delusion that it's sweet...your choices... A. Sleepy =) B. Sweet C. other (please specify) Please answer me...it'll only take 2 seconds to type in sleepy (I mean...your choice =)) Thanks alot guys! Love, Jamie *the everyotherday angel* ~Like those sleepy red wine kisses and the candlelight and the poetry...~ JK ------------------------------ End of eda-thoughts-digest V1 #23 *********************************