From: owner-eda-thoughts-digest@smoe.org (eda-thoughts-digest) To: eda-thoughts-digest@smoe.org Subject: eda-thoughts-digest V2 #370 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 29 1999 Volume 02 : Number 370 * 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: poem [zerocool@sunlink.net (Niki)] ET: Y....eah ["C. C. & S." ] ET: Re: Still alive and kickin'... barely... ["Dr. RomeAntic" ] ET: Thanks [Annie ] Re: ET: poem [Annie ] ET: Dreamless Sleep Bitter [JewelAng@aol.com] ---------------------------------------------------------------------- Date: Wed, 29 Dec 1999 18:22:54 -0500 From: zerocool@sunlink.net (Niki) Subject: ET: poem Questions Criticisms etc welcome-Niki I read your words And switch my ring, from right to left ring finger. Tears fall leaving little streams.. Collecting into little puddles At the corners of my smiling mouth Finally, after years of hoping praying, and wanting, Here you are, Even better than expected... My first true love, My last true love. Almost a year since I first Held you in my arms... Hard to believe, Seems like yesterday... And now the promise of many tomorrows Me and my boy, Together forever ------------------------------ Date: Wed, 29 Dec 1999 15:34:03 -0800 From: "C. C. & S." Subject: ET: Y....eah hey ya james, everyone's coming to live again HUH HUH HUH? kev, how dare you not scramble to find and protect my money! after all i do for you! *thinks about that one, and hopes kev doesn't try to figure out what she ever did tof him* james, how about more poetry, eh? did ben disappear? i love that ben, it's a shame if he did. he wrote my all-time favorite line "how lovely it is to never have touched you" awh benny benny benny, are you out there? jamie i know you aren't reading this but if you find a computer, write me and i'm sorry i didn't email you before you left. (and even sorrier we didn't get to hang out before you evaporated from my state!) is sorrier a word? god damn, how that looks really wrong. oh well, who cares. hey rome...yeah, yeah, yeah. ok, so i'm sorry but i'm not so incredibly full of good poems right now. what can i say? i can't say anything. i spend most of my "writing" time lately writing...weird...not-so-weird..."stories" that aren't stories, but it's this world that isn't another world if it makes any sense. it's basically the dreamland my best friend and i live in, where everything's full of bright colors (see, everything IS we just don't usually notice it cuz we're so used to it all), and where beautiful-sparkly-eyeliner-guitar-playing boys (namely, two that are repeated in every rambling-thing) are with us (ok, so THAT part is definitely not real *SIIGH*). there's one that i wrote last night but i warn you - it's not, um, shall we say, "using only necessary words, and very well written". yeah. dare i even send it to you i don't know, risking james' criticism and the wrath of the god of poetry (whoever that is). oh, nai...i like your little dooooohickie poems/thingamagigs. right. so i was going to send it, right? sorry yall if this is scattered, but this here girl has spent like, the entire day playing piano. that's right, you're looking at the next tori amos/ani difranco/wana-be-sarah singing-songwriting-diva here! HAHAHAHAHA! isn't that funny? I WISH! oh, yeah. man that would be an AWESOME combo though.... *drifts off into dream land* ah yes, as i was saying. kisses everyone samara * lone star, it's okay she shines by night and dims by day fearless blossoms into light droned down into haze cowers in the crashing waves blinded meteor showers drifting away the nova echoes into a blackness melts where aurora seems a billion years away black-gold her eyes spark and churn unsevered in the milky way lone tinker bell fly dusting fields and painting sky fearless serenity greets the dawn glowing and reflecting flight transparent shimmers into light hovers on her swirl along cast off nova echoes into explosions, melts a sphere while here she flickers and showers real rosy-twilight in her skin drinking in she brings a universe and still trips to feel unsevered from the milky way she twinkles and she reels and then lone star it's alright fairy-like an earthly sprite fearless blossoms into light lone tinger bell fly the lyrical negative, you and i combine to shine glitters day into night black-gold nova echoes where aurora seems a billion years away unseverd in the milky way black gold in the milky way.... * you know what, i bet for girls it would be a hella lot easier to just fall in love with girls BECAUSE GUYS JUST DUMP US *sobs* ok, but...really. how come i gotta love the guys? huh? i was talking to doc rome about this i think :) he said something like "i can't believe you're single, either your area is full of morons or you like girls and you just aren't telling anyone" i'm afraid the former's true - they're all morons, romy dear. stupid beautiful boys. *sighs* ok, what the hell was up with that.... ------------------------------ Date: Thu, 30 Dec 1999 00:39:26 +0100 From: "Dr. RomeAntic" Subject: ET: Re: Still alive and kickin'... barely... "Kevin B. Pease" wrote: > What, you thought you'd be rid of me that easy? :) Well I was keeping my fingers crossed so badly I had to call paramedics to untie the knots after I realized it was useless! :)) I mean there's only so much a non witch human being can do! :)) Kevin you wrote: > Yep, that's right... working an overnight shift new year's eve. That's > what us technical folks call "the shaft". :) I don't expect anything to > happen, but since I'm in the financial industry, they're taking it very > seriously, and expect 24-hour coverage for the whole weekend. Since I'm > single, and young, and everybody else in my group has a wife (or husband) > and kids, I got the short straw and ended up with New Year's Eve. (Because, > as we all know, young single people wouldn't bother doing anything on New > Year's Eve, anyway. :) And then in the last e-mail: >baby, and without them, I'm not around _at all_. :) You know that you guys >are like, right up there on my list of important things after sleep, work, >girlfriend, and a couple other things. :) So now I don't know... are you single or with a girlfriend... I mean I'm sure your girlfriend would appreciate it if you made up your mind about it! *lol* Anyway... why I'm picking on that is not cause I'm interested... as in you... I mean personaly... uhmm... WELL YOU KNOW WHAT I MEAN... *LOL* Forget that... I'm asking... because like why doesn't she keep you company?? :)))) I'm sure people at work would understand! :)) > "It's the end of the world as we know it, and I feel fine..." :) > > So, if you have accounts at Fidelity Investments, I'll be there making > sure your money doesn't go anywhere when midnight rolls around. :) And if > you don't have accounts with them, then your money isn't my concern. :) I don't have my money anywhere near there... so if you'll start a petition for making them let your girlfriend keep you company... I'M SIGNING! :)) Well... I guess I WILL be the one keeping company this New Year's Eve! My girlfriend is working 7pm-2am, but her job isn't on the same level of responcibility either... she's working on the radio station and she'll be the one taking their listeners to Y2K... and giving advice about Y2K bug... you know like how your washing machine won't start baking cookies and stuff just because you bought it off the truck in an alley within 1.56 mil radius of a nuclear power plant... > You'll pretty much have to be content... in terms of "poetic" >offerings, I ain't never been much of a participant here, so you'll have to >be happy with this. :) I believe the only thing I ever wrote that got >posted to this list was something that Jamie badgered me into sending a >while back. If memory serves me correctly, I believe she threatened to do >bodily harm if I didn't send it... (is she still around? Haven't seen her >around in ages...) Darn it... I don't remember that.... can you please tell me what the title was... or at least aproximately when this took place... I gotta check my archives :)) and post it on the front page of my HP! So if you're out driving with friends, remember, keep your eyes on the road, let your _passenger_ change the tape in the tape deck, don't drink & drive, and buckle the hell up; otherwise, you'll wind up living in a van down by the river. :) :)) Yeah and do (NOT): - - drink beer through a straw and then go shovelling snow... even if you're not of legal age! - - listen to Slim Shady with laces in your shoes - - drive on acid because it is NOT a breeze and it is not easy to keep a car on the highway even if you don't laugh or fart or sneeze!! - - wear fur - - shove firecrackers up your cat's... Otherwise you're gonna be obducted by aliens impragnated with killer frogs and reconstructed to live in a pond with other freakazoids that will bully you until you piss your pj's and start wearing fingered socks on your hands impersonating miss piggy! Oh yeah and send this to 10 of your closest friends you hate the most. If not, above will happen to you even if you are the biggest role model the earth has seen!! Trust me on this one... I'm telling you... I've seen it happen... Now what you should do on New Year's Eve... is... blast Loudon Wainwright III to the max and enter Y2K in the best mood with a healthy smile on your face! :)) - -- Have fun and stay beautiful Dr. RomeAntic, an angel with the worst stroke of luck and a flash of silver lining "Slow motion see me let go...." 3Eb Catch Dr. RomeAntic's outdated cyber image @ http://www.geocities.com/Paris/Metro/2009 ------------------------------ Date: Wed, 29 Dec 1999 20:18:55 -0500 From: shivergirl Subject: ET: ~what comes of satsuma~ (since everyone-angel and her sibling are writing i figured i might as well share my (haiku? ;) ramblings.. :) loves&hugz, ~shiv * chocolate was invented/so girls could get back/that feeling they lost/during mental circumcision * so i beaded my headboard/that old milkwood/full of glow-in-the-dark stars/like a necklace draping/secretly when the lights are out/but my mother said/don't you remember/don't you know/it'll stick forever/it won't come off/take it down/now/no/i won't * my bed/the bath/floating on my stomach/so island-like/my lands of flesh/water-travels/while soap splashes/i smile/a wet smile/imagining the mass/of warm liquid/beneath/undulating softly/orange scent rising/is the topography/physical mentality/made real/the invisibility/of you/i feel/here with me * sending an old connotated song to a new favourite is like re-reading a golden classic book when you're a grown up all over again * a day for lying inside substance-induced sleep taking stock of peeping transient freckles ignoring well-intentioned messages from friends listening to sarah slean and tara maclean wondering whether to make coherent christmas leftovers i suppose writing this is my purposeful escape when the roots perfume awaits amid the mess of cluttered loveliness faded to lazy aimlessness begs to be compartmentalized into a normal room once again just one more time everything in its place a space devoid of reason and rhyme cold cleanliness of rational orderliness satisfies for only a superego of a nanosecond before right-sided spaciness wanders off the page into the places between air particles (line of sparkles in the shape of a celtic cross i made out of neon-green little stickers i got) * have you ever seen red hair when wet have you ever felt its taste plastered against the tile wall have you ever swallowed a succulent curl into your heart all moist and quivering have you ever pressed your winter-dry lips to sheer-stained twins of pouting flesh have you ever read the story her eyebrows tell with ever rise and fall and sneer have you ever twirled a tress full of leave-in conditioner around your *tech*nician-made finger then you are missing the lingering then you are forgetting the pressing then you are wondering about the lasting dreamy quality of hazy fantasy you are thinking inside bath-bubbles you are smelling only clean soapy skin you are conjuring mental wonderful foreplay you are (aren't you?) * floating atop a cloud/looking down/clean grainy liquid/no squids in sight/just white shapely limbs/plug my ears/swallow little puddles/like the tug/in my throat/the gentle hurt/of chantal/in the background/the most natural place/in this world/this watery grave/this resting space/of flesh and bone/hygene and vanity/combined/rarely do i/pass up showers * you see i can't think straight in peace relatively sane stream of consciousness with these snippets of mind-dreams flowing coming across like catastrophic thoughts in a never- ending stream so i have to metamorph them into scratchy ink to be able to breathe not think solely in metaphors or overdue schemata-altering revelations anymore (capiche?) * there's this creak in my neck it misses your foots massaging every crevice in my coiled-up body in sleep i go lax like i've been stunned into momentary surrender the only time i can feel your butterfly wings against my slumber-rosy cheek * prayer for the millennium when it truly begins when i will eagerly spin when my handle will make sense when i can accept my naked face when she can bless my relationship when she allow herself to be healthy when she can stop feeling guilty about leaving her family when she can step back from being all-controlling when he will find virgo-work without worry when he will inhale the scent of popcorn at every opportunity when he will be catered to instead of chauffeuring when he will get back a wife who embraces loving when she will finally cease sleep-talking when she will finally begin real-time conversing when she will disallow any boy to ruin christmas when she will realize cellular popularity doesn't equal worthiness when she will pick herself up off the floor of alcohol-loving craziness when she will stop pushing away good-intentioned non-familial intervention when she will burn a thousand candles in remembrance when she will embrace dark circles instead of resorting to camaflouge i wish for this always always say never never unless you really really mean it understand the prayer the ether it disappears into with this breath hit send ------------------------------ Date: Wed, 29 Dec 1999 20:50:05 -0500 From: Annie Subject: ET: Thanks I'm a little new to this list (been on for about a month), and I've posted three or four times. For each post, I got wonderful replies and comments. I'd just like to thank everyone (you know who you are). Constructive criticism is ALWAYS welcome. The spirit of creativity runs wild on this list. Thank you for allowing it its liberation. And thank you for a haven for the words I'll never have the courage to speak. ~~~~~ violent chandeliers and broken ice cream scoops and me laughing too loudly whining violins and shards of glass and you shivering with lust we've been here before and God, I don't want to be here again my tiny hands aren't enough to span the tide of rage the circumference of your lips too small to sing me to sleep but inhibitions run deep flowers on your tongue screaming sugar-coated lies it's not about love this time I need a god I need a fire I need a prayer Are we dying? Do our lips burn? Why do we always dance the same dance? Velveteen carpenters build lacey little homes with patchwork children (We are) icey welders building a nation full of blind and mute terrorists ~~~~~ Tick tock sings the clock Another bombshell A waning feather for your approval Does it make sense? Only fists can be your logic. I've come undone Oh, Savior, I've been unwrapped Gypsies in my ear whisper what I long to hear You have been dead I have begun to live Why couldn't it have been beautiful? You never spoke my language. Why did we have to fall? You never understood me at all. ~~~~~ Annie ------------------------------ Date: Wed, 29 Dec 1999 20:51:53 -0500 From: Annie Subject: Re: ET: poem Words made beautiful by simplicity. >Questions Criticisms etc welcome-Niki > > > > > >I read your words >And switch my ring, >from right to left ring finger. >Tears fall leaving little streams.. >Collecting into little puddles >At the corners of my smiling mouth >Finally, after years of hoping >praying, and wanting, >Here you are, >Even better than expected... >My first true love, >My last true love. >Almost a year since I first >Held you in my arms... >Hard to believe, >Seems like yesterday... >And now the promise of many tomorrows >Me and my boy, >Together forever > > > ------------------------------ Date: Wed, 29 Dec 1999 21:29:45 EST From: JewelAng@aol.com Subject: ET: Dreamless Sleep Bitter Dreamless Sleep Eternal haze as just roused from a dreamless sleep, eyelids heavy from grief. Dreadful blue fills my soul. Today is a lake, before dawn it's thick fog rising up, grabbing with it's thick fingers and tranquil peace. Sleepiness eats me whole, my limbs move with force, pain struggles through as I gasp for breath. A day where wanting to crawl back in the warmth of sleep and hide for another day. Bitter November stumbles in with bitter air at it's back bringing leaves that are strewn about the hardened earth blending with crystal ice and the twinkle of snow covered street lights Rebecca http://www.angelfire.com/yt/jewel (my Jewel website...) "Darkness cannot drive out darkness. Only light can do that. Hate cannot drive out hate. Only love can do that." ------------------------------ End of eda-thoughts-digest V2 #370 **********************************