From: owner-eda-thoughts-digest@smoe.org (eda-thoughts-digest) To: eda-thoughts-digest@smoe.org Subject: eda-thoughts-digest V3 #31 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 Tuesday, January 25 2000 Volume 03 : Number 031 * 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 V3 #xxx or the like gives readers no clue * as to what your message is about. Today's Subjects: ----------------- ET: ~* early morning&my prayer *~ ["marty" ] ET: Re: eda-thoughts-digest V3 #30 [RedWoodenBeads@aol.com] ET: Lost in the music ["Claudia" ] ET: something I posted once on a message board..thought it was poetic [Je] ET: uno ["Damn Sexy Biiiitch" ] Re: ET: uno [JewelAng@aol.com] ET: advice [BRONCOBAND@aol.com] Re: ET: advice ["~* cymbaline *~" ] ET: a short poem... ["~* cymbaline *~" ] ET: Usual reminder and a post [DPS8315@aol.com] ET: sign me up, bud! :) [shivergirl ] ---------------------------------------------------------------------- Date: Mon, 24 Jan 2000 12:23:47 +0100 From: "marty" Subject: ET: ~* early morning&my prayer *~ (ehm.. an excerpt of, sort of.. ;) moon was brite last nite! kept me awake thinkin. hey, how many of you noticed the recent eclipse anyways? ;) ~¤*¤~*¤*~¤*¤~*¤*~¤*¤~*¤*~¤*¤~*¤*~¤*¤~ me want to be with her until forever come first class tickets for two in heaven home streets got no name where pain no fame ~¤*¤~*¤*~¤*¤~*¤*~¤*¤~*¤*~¤*¤~*¤*~¤*¤~ t* jag älskar dig. loveyall, marty ------------------------------ Date: Mon, 24 Jan 2000 11:28:20 EST From: RedWoodenBeads@aol.com Subject: ET: Re: eda-thoughts-digest V3 #30 go to my website now ~*Joe I took your urgent whisper Stole the arc of a white wing http://www.chickpages. com/musicmania/joepages ------------------------------ Date: Mon, 24 Jan 2000 21:54:07 +0100 From: "Claudia" Subject: ET: Lost in the music Lost in the music Just a guitar and two hearts just a melody and a true love. A sweet tune that penetrates into your soul ...you just want to let it rest in your soul forever trying to impress it eternally on your memory. No word is spoken...just your soft breath and the beating of our hearts. A sweet lullaby to your fears a flame burning in your heart. No time. No space. Another world...it's our own world: it's *us*. Your fingers dancing on those strings like butterflies tenderly stroking the rays of the moon ...a silky curtain that hides all the distance... close to each other we are lost in the music like confetti of light. In the dark everything disappears, our love is the only light. Stars in your eyes flowers in my hair music in the air. Your music is the ink i'm using to write the poetry of your heart, your love is the sweet melody that's leading me to an eternal bliss where your arms are my home. Ti amo Stephen. ------------------------------ Date: Mon, 24 Jan 2000 18:48:28 EST From: JewelAng@aol.com Subject: ET: something I posted once on a message board..thought it was poetic Here's something I posted once on a message board, I thought it was poetic, tell me what you think: God I feel like this too. Everytime I suck in my stomach, everytime I wish a body I see was mine, every time I poke myself wishing I was different, I am degrading myself. I am becoming less of myself.... Comments and flames wanted. Rebecca http://www.angelfire.com/yt/rebecca ------------------------------ Date: Mon, 24 Jan 2000 16:02:16 -0800 From: "Damn Sexy Biiiitch" Subject: ET: uno love with its teeth shatters blind and it seems such a silly word so over used and thrown around its meaning then becomes absurd but i want touch and hands in my hair and care about me because i'll beg and i'll show you how much i can adore and i'll make it worth your time i swear and i'll reveal the pain you made me feel and maybe this time you'll think i'm real since you always laughed at what wasn't funny well i'm sorry if i loved you imperfectly my hands and feet are always cold and it's not so i can wear your clothes they say cold hands, warm heart your hands are warm so is your soul stone? i think that image is getting old i'm dressing now a bit more bold and trying out for a different part not the sweet and free but broken heart with eyes wide open you could never see and i guess i loved you imperfectly we all order lattes and hit frappe you know in l.a. it's warm every day it's barely rained before it shines so we pretend it's always summertime i fell asleep in his arms you know i felt so safe and free and loved and so no cuts or tears in overflow i think it's time i was set free since i loved you so imperfectly - --- Lelaina: 'Troy, aren't you excited?' Troy: 'I'm bursting with fruit flavor.' - -Reality Bites get your free gURLmAIL at http://www.gURLmAIL.com ------------------------------ Date: Mon, 24 Jan 2000 19:09:08 EST From: JewelAng@aol.com Subject: Re: ET: uno Oh my god. That was a LOVELY poem. I really really loved it. I don't think I've read one so stark true and beautiful. I'm over powered with how great it is. Maybe it's so great because I know how you feel. Rebecca ------------------------------ Date: Mon, 24 Jan 2000 19:46:05 EST From: BRONCOBAND@aol.com Subject: ET: advice Well, I've been on this list for about a year and I really enjoy reading everyone's material. It is very amazing to see such talent and creativity swarming in one place. You are all so talented!!! I write very little, but I hope to change that. Therefore...I wanted to ask all of you what you think I should do to develop my writing and how to really make the most of an inspiration. Or, by the same token, do you think that talent like yours is something that isn't achieved, but rather is something a person is born with and later expanded on? I would appreciate ANY response! Maybe with work and your help I can express my thoughts, feelings, and experiences as eloquently as you do! Have a great day! Laura ------------------------------ Date: Tue, 25 Jan 2000 02:12:53 GMT From: "~* cymbaline *~" Subject: Re: ET: advice Is the talent of writing something thats acheived, or something thats someone is born with? Here's my answer. I feel that anyone can write. Who is one to say that someone else's poem, story, song or whatever is bad? If what is written comes from the heart, and has some true meaning for the writer, then it is good. Though some people may express they're thoughts in a deeper way than others, that doesn't neccessarily make them more talented. You can have the talent, just in your own style. Look at the poetry of different writers. They all have a different sense of writing, and they're all good. Write for yourself. If it means something to you, then its good. Don't care what other people think. You shouldn't have to worry about pleasuing other people with your writing. If you're happy with it, and if it comes from the heart, and has some significance to you, thats all that matters. Keep writing, Kelly ______________________________________________________ Get Your Private, Free Email at http://www.hotmail.com ------------------------------ Date: Tue, 25 Jan 2000 02:41:40 GMT From: "~* cymbaline *~" Subject: ET: a short poem... The stars in his eyes fell upon me, and with one kiss my wish came true. 1/24/2000 - -cymbie- - --- "If love is a river, heartache is a desert" -cymbaline - --- AIM: Cymbaline327 DiamondGoatAngel - --- The Inner Realm http://www.geocities.com/Paris/Chalet/1007 - --- Sounds of Freedom http://listen.to/sounds-of-freedom - --- The Official EODA Website! http://www.geocities.com/everyotherdayangels ______________________________________________________ Get Your Private, Free Email at http://www.hotmail.com ------------------------------ Date: Mon, 24 Jan 2000 22:18:54 EST From: DPS8315@aol.com Subject: ET: Usual reminder and a post First of all, since this is the only thing most people should care about, lol, you can pick up critiques here: Critqueness Land of Inhibition Uh, I've got something to say: "The young do not know enough to be prudent,and therefore they attempt the impossible,and achieve it,generation after generation" I think that's something that is very important to remember in our day to day operations.. Seize the Day :) Next, a post. I honestly have not been very inspired recently, which is half odd given all the things that have happened in my life, but sometimes I feel like there's just some parabolically inverse relationship between the levels of success in life and poetry, respectively :) I'm not going to do anything self-degrading or stupid like knock my own poetry, or say, "no promises" because everything I've ever posted promises that it's not revised, it was inspired by someone special in my life, and it means something to me. The other promise is that I posted it because I stand in the hope that you will like it, maybe enough to drop me a comment :) (desperate plea) Bitchin fast- you come screaming out of everything that has trapped you over the years, and soehow, you find yourself all too quickly torn away fro the hazy overcast that's been looming over your life; -for those first few moments, you're pierced by every.ray of sun, and it takes quite a little while before the harshness of it all fades away, gets lost in your memories of 10 seconds past, and suddenly the universe is more compelling. - -Every breath leaves you burning for the next; the emories lose their edge; aren't good enough anymore, three days ago slips into what one was, and never again measures up to _what is,_ and what.could.be ______ Sometimes I'm left to wondering how it's going to be ten years down the line, when I come to take a look back at my American Childhood, in the Old Neighborhood, where.I.met.you: Spent old night bruning the midnight oil by the creive sparks they'd let me carry, (always looking to kindle a flame bright enough for you to see) - -and how could I have known what I was lighting up forever, childhood's version of the eternal flae; first love, lost love, forgotton love, left in the chalkoutlines on the sidewalks of our old neighborhood ______ - -The next two are an example of something I preach..and something I'd like to express poetically.. any suggestions and especially appreciated here- ______ Well, let's get on with it, put all this bullshit about benevolence to use; i'm tired of simply testing the adulterated boundaries of daring- there's so much more out beyond the pillars of childhood and what growing up has taught you about how.to.live.your.life.now- I know you're out there sturggling with the tomorrows of what I'm telling you; that beyond the mixtures of eoderation they've show you, lies an expansiveness you're EXCITED to have a notion of. I can't promise you it's as sercure as what you've known; all have given and any have died along these roads and all I can say is that *love*, when you really find it on your own, is as beautiful as you've dreamt; that the colors you've imagined do lie out there, somewhere, and they're waiting. ______ II so let's get beyond it, ditch the lesson plans and pocket protectors they've always drawn you to- tuperware only keeps things for so long, and something tells me it's about your tie to coe busting out of the seams of a ready-made lifestyle and all of the pre-cooked emotions that they'd never let you have raw- like it was some primal sin to feel carnage inside of you when there's nothing between us. ______ In the name of not boring anyone, I limit my post to a half night's production, with the promise that I'm going to comment *BIG TIME* on Laura's question/comment - -James ------------------------------ Date: Mon, 24 Jan 2000 22:22:35 -0500 From: shivergirl Subject: ET: sign me up, bud! :) hey kara-kara&the rest of yous, i agree we need more feedback than just the tireless awesomest james (somebody please give him a big gold star! :). and ernest* too. ;) (do you really think hemingway's that good, btw?) alas, i digress. i think it would be helpful (but certainly not necessary of course) to have a buddy (or three) to bounce stuff off of regularly. although i agree it's good to look at your poh-etry through not just your own eyes, it doesn't mean you have to start dumbing it down or abandoning your style to make it more readable or understandable, either. (there, got that off my chest.. ;) (let the cross-posts continue) the lil writer-angel (look! it's inspired me to describe myself like everyone else! it's working already! ;) tara* p.s. can we make it so that no couples hook up? ;) ------------------------------ End of eda-thoughts-digest V3 #31 *********************************