From: owner-eda-thoughts-digest@smoe.org (eda-thoughts-digest) To: eda-thoughts-digest@smoe.org Subject: eda-thoughts-digest V3 #400 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, December 10 2000 Volume 03 : Number 400 * 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: A rare poem from yours truly [chic-a-cherry-cola ] ET: Dreams and Reality ["John Turner" ] ---------------------------------------------------------------------- Date: Sat, 09 Dec 2000 00:55:18 -0800 From: chic-a-cherry-cola Subject: ET: A rare poem from yours truly perfect because your soft skin is glued to my sticky hands and you make me feel like I9ve got no reason to be this cold I think I taped feathers To my fingertips in hopes that I could fly and I9ve got glue on my toes and kisses on your nose and I think I was am someone holding flowers while you pass me by on the road perfectly clashed because my breasts meld inbetween your lungs and my ribs press inbetween your ribcage and my lips move through you while your eyes soothe my severed edges and we are so imperfect in something so wrong that is so evidently right I calm your ridged gasps you warm my shaking body so somehow you reached your hands down my throat and grabbed some thing inside me and here I am as your result, pulsing to-get-her out of you ------------------------------ Date: Sat, 09 Dec 2000 09:39:01 -0800 From: chic-a-cherry-cola Subject: ET: Who am I to need you now here I am standing here before you and you are looking right through me right into me to see my pulse I am thinking that this has been time this has been just time spent, and nothing more you9ve meant to me more sometimes I think I9ve meant to you less less than I should have and I suppose it9s left to being a flaw of mine that I don9t understand how such a fragile exchange between us so perfect and so sweet means nothing you speaking so genuine your body so sincere and I am here to look at you, I think you will only look away, I think you can9t even see me now I don9t think you could see me if I had neon signs flashing through my soul you became my perfectness in such an imperfection and what you said was true though I didn9t think you9d really do it, we really were just passing through I9m breaking because this has been just time spent to you I was just a flash in your life because you wanted nothing more and so you look right through me, your eyes hurt so you see right past me so that you Can't see my tears - --- Xo samara - -- "who am I to need you now to ask you why to tell you no to deserve your love and sympathy you were never meant to belong to me" SP--crestfallen ------------------------------ Date: Sat, 09 Dec 2000 19:15:13 -0000 From: "John Turner" Subject: ET: Dreams and Reality hi all :) here is a poem I have just written any comment good or bad welcome John Dreams and Reality reality is never the whole and no dream is just a dream standing cushioned between comedy, tragedy and self made drama's my life a mixture of hope, dream's and fear attempting to reconciling the past and present in the hope of creating a future thinking is there more to this life than this through days and nights, of dreams of nightmares torn between the two, the me of now and the me that wanted to be constrained by the delusion that became real with the nightmare that became reality along with the dream that vanished into nothingness _____________________________________________________________________________________ Get more from the Web. 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