From: owner-eda-thoughts-digest@smoe.org (eda-thoughts-digest) To: eda-thoughts-digest@smoe.org Subject: eda-thoughts-digest V2 #363 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, December 22 1999 Volume 02 : Number 363 * 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: ~interrupted by the *fae~ [shivergirl ] ET: I kissed dating good bye(poem) [Seth Fulmer ] ---------------------------------------------------------------------- Date: Tue, 21 Dec 1999 00:45:04 -0500 From: shivergirl Subject: ET: ~interrupted by the *fae~ * christmas lights/winter brights/that's what ellen/used to call em/why can't we/have em/all year round/she said * you can let go/of his complaints/you know/you don't have/to be/switzerland/anymore * make sure the day is being beautiful for her wrap the earth in an all-wool blanket of love that doesn't itch or scratch her translucent skin decorate homemade little gingerbread men and send them across the ocean for her eating pleasure record a faerie longing&loving&losing her babby on the t.v. transmit the sound waves across the sea of physicality for her to hear she absorbs it all like much-needed air after a spell of suffocation death by asphyxiation so long ago now it makes her sigh as if in sleep * come quick/up the stairs/mother's seeing ripples/undulating/like waves/or breakers/or mischievous ghosts/under the duvet/covers/and pillows/and i say to her/well sure/you know/ it's the good people's/revenge/don't you/know/they were fightin mad/because you said/they didn't even/exist/even though/you yourself/played as a child/by their bog/and now they've come back/to haunt/your bed/your dreams * boa with icicles/that's what i'm into/these days/an all-season/non-diva/mental shrew/icing the cakes/i bake myself/in my grey-walled/oven/lovin every sticky conjured bite/that crumbles/on my navy plate/imaginative palate/this puddle called life/after mother does the dishes * it's simple really you either decide you deserve happiness goodness and healing-- or you don't * winged horses/and rafts that/are really faerie-palaces/rubies lying in the snow/carrick the prince with/his sapphire heart-ring/gleaming in the spring/all these things/i know from before/my past/centuries ago/let me go/back ------------------------------ Date: Tue, 21 Dec 1999 13:06:36 -0500 (EST) From: Seth Fulmer Subject: ET: I kissed dating good bye(poem) Hi everyone, I guess this is my general sentiment. This Christmas I "did" have the spirit...I really am sorta in blah land. I have all these cool gifts to give everyone but like Christmas is about being with family and friends, not like totally about giving gifts. I just feel really "alone" lately. Um..I don't know why I just told you that. I got this poem idea from someone's profile on the internet...They had a quote where it said something about kissing dating good bye and something else and I just perverted the idea a little. Anyhow, If you don't want to receive these poems, let me know and I won't send them to you anymore. I hope you all have a very Merry Christmas, Channukah, Yule, or whatever your heart feels like celebrating this holiday season :o) -Seth ================================ I kissed dating good bye by Seth D. Fulmer 12/21/99 I kissed dating good bye She said to me with a smile She only wished me as a friend no more, no less, that's final. That was when I kissed my life for once in a long time farewell My heart was so built up on her I could not survive the pitfall. Once in a dream I was told this much a girl will never be unto you truthful Until you surrender yourself to death You'll be always and forever in heartache I will not admit it however I'll be damned before I give up But alas every girl I do like treats me like I'm a walk in the park I gave up my whole social life a long, long time ago I made myself a loner a pirate of romantic boredom I sailed the seas of hopelessness I ran my ship on shore I thought I found a girl worth loving and nearly got myself killed With hardly any money in my pocket and very little faith in my heart this little captive of love and loss was stranded far from home My ship of safety, "Old faithful" broken and crashed upon the rocks I shot a flare skyward and I missed and killed myself. ------------------------------ End of eda-thoughts-digest V2 #363 **********************************