From: owner-eda-thoughts-digest@smoe.org (eda-thoughts-digest) To: eda-thoughts-digest@smoe.org Subject: eda-thoughts-digest V1 #99 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 Thursday, July 30 1998 Volume 01 : Number 099 Today's Subjects: ----------------- ET: poem [Jan Winters ] ET: sumtimes it'll be that way [Cloud9219@aol.com] ET: tears [Karen Miller ] ET: A glimpse of a moment in time... ["Nina Edlund" ] ---------------------------------------------------------------------- Date: Tue, 28 Jul 1998 23:17:09 -0700 From: Jan Winters Subject: ET: poem angels my ex stopped by today. i have been away for over a month in europe and he is leaving sat for a tour. the emotions i felt were surprising.. i thought i missed this shit. untitled you stopped around as if no time passed at all you knocked on my door and excepted a smile, perhaps even a kiss god i know what you have been saying about me and there isn't anything about this that i miss your standing there so tall informing me of the age difference how you can go buy a beer and i'm still pushing for cigerettes you inform me of my ugly self and how i am nothing compared to you how girls scream your name at concerts i'm growing to hate you i tell you to eat your vegetables on tour and make sure to have 8 hrs of sleep i say none of this because of love but only because i can't bare to see anyone without proper nutrition i tell you it's time to leave one kiss isn't a great idea and that europe taught me well never to come home to an american egotistal slob god i hate you you give me a shirt of your band like i should advertise this crap you hand me a cd thinking i would play that fucking punk you tell me how my best friend is going to get a bigger shirt because her breasts are so large, and mine so small i want to throw that cd on the ground all those months you worked so hard on it all those dates you cancelled for practice i want to watch it shatter and your insensitive eyes begin to cry i want to put on that shirt and grow awesome breasts that you once said you loved and then walk away without a single care i want to hate you your on tour for a month i wont see you for awhile you tell me not worry you'll be home to visit your mom like i should give a damn anymore you tell me i look scared you don't know i thing about scared looking into the eyes of a man i made love to and now seeing nothing at all and realizing everything was a big mistake eat your carrots i yell out as you get in the car you blow me a kiss, like i should grab a hold of it telling me to call you when i hear the cd give me an honest review you say like you want to know what i think of that shit i'll just say my cd broke....again ------------------------------ Date: Wed, 29 Jul 1998 00:43:15 EDT From: Cloud9219@aol.com Subject: ET: sumtimes it'll be that way just a few poems today. enjoy!! "Eve" from a book, a torn page a peice of me is gone a rib taken from my cage because i am not a son the same rib that made me you demand it back if only i could make u see i am not here to pick up your slack i am here to be me i am a woman what else can i be i am a woman who took from the apple tree you call me cruel you call me mean cause i wouldn't make you gruel cause i wouldn't go and clean i am living life for me not some incompetant man i will not satisfy you, see? i will not be the slave in your clan i am a woman what else can i be i am a woman who took from the apple tree "mind and body" dreams fantasies visions sightings i see what i want with the projector in my head reality life earth sky i see what is with the eyes in my head love happiness pride joy i feel what can be with my heart in in my chest ------------------------------ Date: Tue, 28 Jul 1998 22:24:36 -0700 From: Karen Miller Subject: ET: tears i feel as though i could cry so here s another poem i feel as though a picece of me is going away that is melt away the happyneiss is leaving and all that is left is my body my ugly fat body i am so very confused i don understand i just dont an di think i never will. holly ------------------------------ Date: Wed, 29 Jul 1998 02:26:45 -0400 From: "Nina Edlund" Subject: ET: A glimpse of a moment in time... Untitled By Me a breath of wind rolling over my skin like a caress your memory a sweetness upon my lips i close my eyes to feel you touching me drinking me tasting me loving me and then i sigh a fall into my dreams ------------------------------ End of eda-thoughts-digest V1 #99 *********************************