From: owner-eda-thoughts-digest@smoe.org (eda-thoughts-digest) To: eda-thoughts-digest@smoe.org Subject: eda-thoughts-digest V3 #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, March 23 2000 Volume 03 : Number 099 * 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: Re: eda-thoughts-digest V3 #98 [RedWoodenBeads@aol.com] ET: ~*Laundrymat Session*~ [JewelAng@aol.com] ---------------------------------------------------------------------- Date: Wed, 22 Mar 2000 00:13:48 EST From: RedWoodenBeads@aol.com Subject: ET: Re: eda-thoughts-digest V3 #98 i just wanted to let you all know what a wonderful, brillaint, intense, beautiful person Naomi is. she's a real friend and I'm thankful for that. i hope you all love her because i know i do! Joe your mother recognizes all your desperate displays and she watches all her babies drift violently away http://www.chickpages. com/musicmania/joepages ------------------------------ Date: Wed, 22 Mar 2000 21:35:55 EST From: JewelAng@aol.com Subject: ET: ~*Laundrymat Session*~ Well once again, I went to do laundry. Here is all the poetry I wrote today while wating for my wash... Feedback would be loved. Rebecca http://nettrash.com/users/majesticramblings Laundrymat Session #1 Smashed cigeretts in an old tuna can, waiting for their redeption. Laundrymat Session #2 The sky is bright, the air sharp, showing all blunt edges, so that I may see the filthy diamond in the rough. Laundrymat Session #3 It is almost April, March will soon be gone. Only two days past, was the beginning of spring. Alas my love, dear winter, we must say goodbye once again in passing. Laundrymat Session #4 I do not know what it is I see. I believe that is it your face I see, floating in the dark crevices of my mind. I think it is your hand I feel, that burns upon my skin like liquid, across the fair smooth surface that is my body. I think it is your voice I hear, when the wind tickles my ear on a fair fall night. You are here love, even thought your a million miles from home. Laundrymat Session #5 Do not help me to be strong, Do not help when I stumble, Do not reach for me when my heart is crashing. Some things I must learn on my own... Laundrymat Session #6 (Switzerland) Purple-blue colored sky, above the silvery tips of so many mountains. I dream of your rockyhills and lonely valleys. I do not know what you taste like, but you are sweet and heady upon my tounge. Some dreams should last forever. Laundrymat Session #7 Rocky plains held in Raven winged hair. Heaven depths in your green-blue gaze. Fires captured in your hands. Hands waiting to crush... Laundrymat Session #8 Well blah, blah, blah, And fuck you too. Laundrymat Session #9 If I could crystalis these moments and hold them in my palm I would. ------------------------------ End of eda-thoughts-digest V3 #99 *********************************