From: owner-eda-thoughts-digest@smoe.org (eda-thoughts-digest) To: eda-thoughts-digest@smoe.org Subject: eda-thoughts-digest V2 #277 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, September 29 1999 Volume 02 : Number 277 * If you ever wish to unsubscribe, send an email to * eda-thoughts-digest-request@smoe.org with ONLY * the word unsubscribe in the body of the email * . * PLEASE :) when you reply to this digest to send a post TO the list, * change the subject to reflect what your post is about. A subject * of Re: eda-thoughts-digest V2 #xxx or the like gives readers no clue * as to what your message is about. Today's Subjects: ----------------- ET:Sorry ["Karen Miller" ] ET: Poem:Could It Be ? ["Claudia" ] ET: this night ["Robert A. Peate" ] ET: Poem (Unknowing Bliss) [Christopher Overholser ] ---------------------------------------------------------------------- Date: Mon, 27 Sep 1999 21:48:21 -0700 From: "Karen Miller" Subject: ET:Sorry mom dad i am sorry i didnt mean for you to findout i didnt want to scare you you werent even suppose to know but you found out and i am sorry ------------------------------ Date: Tue, 28 Sep 1999 18:09:09 +0200 From: "Claudia" Subject: ET: Poem:Could It Be ? Hi everybody! Hope you are all doing well! This is another poem...PLEASE let me know what you think about it! I would be very grateful even if you just sent me a line saying 'I like your poem' or even 'Your poem sucks'. I would appreciate your e-mails anyway! Okay, thanks. Claudia **************************************************************************** *************************************************** Could It Be? A warm breeze on my skin It makes me tremble, Could it be your touch? A soft wind fondles my head I just close my eyes, Could it be your fingers through my hair? Raindrops fall slightly on my face I lick my lips, Could it be your kiss in the rain? Sitting on the shore sweet waves massage my legs Something tingles inside of me, Could they be your hands? The blue sea sparkles under the sunset I smile, Could it be your tender look staring at me? The blankets wrap me up I feel warm, Could they be your arms? The moon shines on my face through my window while i'm sleeping I dream away, Could it be your smile lighting up my lonely nights? ------------------------------ Date: Tue, 28 Sep 1999 21:21:08 -0400 From: "Robert A. Peate" Subject: ET: this night or, "three separate, related thoughts" tonight is a very important night i am stunned she writes of our love with such force, such passion, such beauty, that i feel the universe sigh with delight the depth, the greatness i feel within her amazes me i am glad to have my direction shifted her way - --robert a. peate ***** she wrote me a letter, and she wrote it so kind; she put down in writing what was in her mind. ~bob dylan ------------------------------ Date: Tue, 28 Sep 1999 21:29:27 -0400 From: Christopher Overholser Subject: ET: Poem (Unknowing Bliss) Any comments for better or worse are more than welcome. "Brevity is the soul of wit", as Shakespeare said, so worry not about the length! Do not hesitate, I would really appreciate any opinion. Thanks! Unknowing Bliss So very many of the things which I regard as true fade like little drops of morning dew. Everything has failed me save angelic you. Your have a complete unconscious control of my destiny. You can make me a slave or grant me liberty. You can strike me blind or allow me to see. Oh! Isabel what does the future hold? Will I be alive or stone cold? What fate will you mold? Will I be in the blackest abyss? Yet, I know only torturously this. You are in a heavenly, unknowing bliss. ------------------------------ End of eda-thoughts-digest V2 #277 **********************************