From: owner-eda-thoughts-digest@smoe.org (eda-thoughts-digest) To: eda-thoughts-digest@smoe.org Subject: eda-thoughts-digest V2 #176 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 Sunday, June 20 1999 Volume 02 : Number 176 * 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: On Painting Life ["Rizioule" ] ET: poem(Ode to a Beautiful Lady) [Seth Fulmer ] ---------------------------------------------------------------------- Date: Sat, 19 Jun 1999 00:13:24 -0700 From: "Rizioule" Subject: ET: On Painting Life If Life were a painting And each day was a brushstroke, what colors would you use ? What kind of picture would you paint ? Rizioule " Gathering of Angels" "Music for the World to Love By" http://www.homestead.com/GatheringofAngels World of Rizioule Interactive Adventure http://www.homestead.com/rizioule/ ------------------------------ Date: Sat, 19 Jun 1999 11:06:12 -0400 (EDT) From: Seth Fulmer Subject: ET: poem(Ode to a Beautiful Lady) Ok, here's another poem of mine. I started writing this yesterday and finished writing it this morning. Nicole, if you wish..you can use this in Section 8...and I'll send you some others later today for Section 8 :) Hi everybody else :) Well, without further ado, here's the poem :o) Enjoy!! *<:-o) - ------------------------------------------------------------ "Ode to a Beautiful Lady" by Seth D. Fulmer 6/18/99 Girl you don't know this but you're heaven in a bottle sold to those who want you but don't know what they can handle I am that bastard child, son of lucifer himself; I fall hopelessly in love and drown myself to death. Kiss me, no hug me just stay with me here Feel my soft warm lips against your tender skin My heart is your playground My soul your eternal flame I run the course that is called life and fall for every trap you spring Maybe you live very far, far away; farther than Hell's fury could ever have sway Maybe you live in a dream of my making with satyrs and faeries and beautiful princesses I'd climb the highest mountain scale the most vertical wall swim rivers full of piranhas walk barefoot on glass shards Just to see your magnificent beauty, hear your voice, touch your flesh, taste your lips, smell your breath, just to live in your presence. I love you pretty lady like a star goes supernova when the mass reaches critical so my heartbeat is it's strongest May the sun in the sky or the ground down beneath bow to meet the beauty and honor of even a half of your majesty. ------------------------------ End of eda-thoughts-digest V2 #176 **********************************