|
|
|
|
|
| new chapter
Posted: 2/10/2007 8:29:42 PM | Oh Suess she says and I grin. While putting on my top hat and scratching my chin.
Pizza on the table piping hot for little Suezy the cute little tot. She eats it with peanut butter and goobers galore. She will even it pizza off the floor. Pizza is round and cut into shapes. Suezy the tot even eats it with grapes. She runs off to bed a slice in each hand. She hides it in her slippers and boy thats just grand. I think the pizza will dry out and spoil. Now we know why the dog eats her slippers. Its candy pizza oil. So when you have pizza on a cold winters night. Never invite Suezy her pizza will give you a fright. | |
|
| new chapter
Posted: 2/10/2007 8:51:18 PM | Candles
Can you handle candles lit at both ends?
You can't tell where you're ending or where you begin
If it is long, you have too much to do
If it is too short, time runs out on you
Best just light them at one end, you know
and set around that bathtub to glow
Get them all sizes and colors and scent
turn down the lights...it makes them intense
Candles best used for setting the mood,
eases busy lives and to the soul soothes.... | |
|
| new chapter
Posted: 2/10/2007 9:34:43 PM | Sharon, your Step Dad looks liked a sweet and wonderful man.
I am sure he was loved and will be missed by the ones honored enough to know him.
ummm........ Repo, dude, I think wabbit was my word.
So I am gonna pick Wabbit, if ya don't like it neener neener neener
Wabbit, my Wabbit, so Fuzzy and sweet
Hunter, poor Hunter, wants more Wabbit meat
So cute and so tender, she looks at the hunting man
He looks and he drools, "will she fit in a pan?"
Yet this Widdle Wabbit, can't be hunted with a gun
This Wabbit he wants, when trapped should be fun
So cute when she stands, he watches her hop
He thinks of her often, his heart won't let him stop
So, if you see Wabbit, tell her to watch out
There is a hunter hunting, yes he is about
I would say tell her, he means her no harm
But she now knows, she's safe in his arms
These past days, they've learned so much
They knew it the instant, they did first touch | |
|
| new chapter
Posted: 2/10/2007 10:00:29 PM | Sticking out the tongue and a neener neener too.
Oh my gosh now that wont do.
But I will let it slip
and not give any lip. Cause its your wabbit
So you can habbit.
Im gonna play with my cali girlie
And be all manly and burly.
Cause its all fun you see.
You got a wabbit and Cali got me. | |
|
| new chapter
Posted: 2/11/2007 1:38:07 AM | (steps out of my silly ryme and into another side of me.)
Letter from a sailer.
Sing to me ocean that long soft song. Her ribs laiden heavy Each wave a crashing throng.
Like thunder it beats us down to our knees. Wet through out clothing and little to eat. Captian calls out for more sheet. Our hands rope burned. And blisters upon our feet.
The work is hard and the waters they heave. I hear stories from the old ones that shiver me deep. Stories of the Krackin and Serpants from beneath. I swing in my hamoc but try to forget. Letting my mind slip back to what I am here to do. To earn a dowlry and return home to you.
I signed aboard six weeks and five nights. Captian he says will pay fair a wage and make sure our return. Oh how I miss the softness of her touch. The breeze reminds me of that silken hair. Flowing through my fingers. Oh Pesidon do speed us ahead. Dont make this trip linger.
My dearest come this Wednesday its come to a lock. Please be there awaitin Down at the dock. Im coming home with dowlry in hand. To ask of your father for permission to wed. But if you do not come. I will return to the sea. For without you theres nothing left there for me. | |
|
| new chapter
Posted: 2/11/2007 2:28:02 AM |    
Hey,,,,,there,,,,,Cowboy,,,,and Wabbit,,,,,,are ya 'all havin fun yet????????
:) Hope you are havin the time of your life........
This new chapter,,,,has just begun,,,,,,
I am sure,,,,you are havin lots of fun!!!
May your time together,,,,,be all that is good!
May your hearts shine brighter,
and your song be louder, as I knew that it would.
:) Am off to work again,,,,Whewwww,,,am tired,,,,gimme somethin to read , for tonite,,,when I get home,,,,,,,hugs :) jules
  | |
|
| new chapter
Posted: 2/11/2007 6:44:45 AM | Good morning all!
Well we are on the final day of Hunter's visit, he leaves today which makes us sad, but now I shall travel to Alabama in 26 days!!! Seems long but part of the road........
"Repo-man" suggested a poetry game called Random Blind and it sounds like fun....so for those who don't understand what it's all about, here goes:
Hunter and I will chose ten words randomly and you chose one of the words and your poem must only be about that specific word....got it?
Ok , let's give it a whirl.......(switched up the words!)
10 words:
Critters
Romance
Wine
Flowers
Bubbles
Dancing
Pictures
Games
Hunters
Kisses
I am going to take "critters".........see where I can go with this, it's morning remember? 
It seems I have met a man who has critters on his mind
These special kind of lizards, for me he had to find
Showing me pics of these ones that steal his heart
He wants to rescue the injured, give them a fresh start
His love for these critters I find very sweet
Making sure they have proper homes, and just what they like to eat
He's got this things for snakes, and hey "wabbits" to
I know he treats them gentle, that's just what sweet hunters do
So I'll sit and listen to him talk critter stuff
Until I grab his hand, and say dang that's enough!
Yeah Juleeeeeeeees girl....know you're working hard, try to give ya some reading stuff, but Hunter's leaving in a matter of hours ...  so it'll have to be later.
Rep-man I so loved your tale of the sailor yearning to get home to his lass. It showed us a different side to you which is always nice.
Best Kept....you amaze me , your dedication to this thread is strong, no matter what you are in the middle of! 
Who's next? | |
|
| new chapter
Posted: 2/11/2007 7:17:04 AM | I am gonna pick kisses, cause I like them and they are yummy.
Mornings start great, with a slow soft kiss to awake too
To open my eyes, feel your lips, and know it is you
To drink my morning coffee, made sweet from the taste of your lips
To walk up to you, pulling you close, tugging your hips
The smell of coffee, beacon and eggs, filling the air
The taste of your lips, the smell of your hair
I am hungry, but I am not thinking of food
The taste and shape of your lips, cause a different mood 
So turn off the stove, I don't care if I eat
The hunger for your lips, so soft and so sweet
PS. what is all this stuff she's talking about me messing up her talking eh........ | |
|
| new chapter
Posted: 2/11/2007 8:21:25 AM | Funny I was just thinking back to that thread again that I wrote back in June/2006 ..."Where have all the cowboys gone? I spoke of the South back then and how I was looking for that sweet, gentleman .......seems I was predicting this meet way back then.
I came across a very dear poem that a true cowboy wrote and thought I would share this with you:
Cowboy Romance
Now, listen to me, Ladies, if courtship's on your mind,
When it comes to pickin' cowboys, beware of what you'll find!
They'll make you fall in love with them if you give them half a chance,
But there are certain cowboys that don't know much 'bout romance.
They're used to ridin' all alone and not sayin' very much,
And most of their communicatin's done through just a touch.
They're most comfortable praisin' you the way they would their horse,
And I will tell you this without remorse:
"I'll never understand just what you ladies want from men.
Just when I think I've figgered it out, I find I'm wrong agin!
It'd sure be nice if when your ladyfriend broke into tears,
You just could reach right over and scratch her 'tween the ears.
And if you could give her a carrot or two, and she'd whinny a lovin' call,
And if when you didn't want her 'round, you could put her in a stall,
And when she was especially good, you'd give her a sugar lump
And show her that you really cared by pattin' her on the rump.
It'd be nice if women'd be satisfied with a single set of shoes,
And you could rein them in just like a runaway cayuse.
If you didn't have to call 'em up an' ask 'em for a date,
And you could tie 'em to a hitchin' post and they would patiently wait.
If women weren't so squeamish 'bout rollin' in the dirt,
And you could come a-callin' without wearin' a shirt.
I guess you could say my horse and I, we have an understandin',
And I sure wish that womenfolk could be so undemandin'!".
So before you pick a cowboy, Ladies, just as a matter of course,
Be sure that you check out the way that cowboy treats his horse!
Hope you enjoy!
**************************************************************
Back to the Random Blind.....
Dancing shall be my word......hey where are all of you today? hmmmmm
The lights are turned down low, the music softly plays
You come up behind me , our bodies begin to sway
To feel your strong arms around me, makes it all feel so right
Dancing with you is where I want to be, with you holding me so tight
It seems our bodies were made to fit with one another
Here and now sweet man, I know there is no other
So hold me close, sing the sweet words in my ear
Baby, I am so happy it's you and me here
Don't let me go , lets dance and hold each other close
The songs we sing to each other, are the ones that I like the most
One last dance before you go to board the plane
Waiting till another, might just drive me insane
A dance made for two is so very sweet
Sharing this time with you, has been truly a treat.....
^^^^^^^^^Ok , I did it again.........this has been brought to you by the seriously confused, and absent minded WABBIT! | |
|
| new chapter
Posted: 2/11/2007 11:19:49 AM | Thank you for the kind words. Its just something that creeps out everybody ,, I mean creeps out every now and then yeah thats what I ment.lol
So I shall chose pictures today because it just seems to jump out at me.... Or it was my head falling towards the screen. Hmmmm sleep ... I should try that.
Turning through the pages I remember.
Theres one we took when I caught that Bass back in September.
Another from My fathers birthday right before he passed.
Like frozen crystals in time is how these memories last.
Pictures remind us of so many times and places.
They refreshe our minds of dear and loved ones faces.
They hold for you that first kiss down by the lake.
Or your childs first birthday covered in cake.
Tiny squares of paper with a memory kept inside.
Some you show everyone while others you must hide.
It amazes me how something so simple can hold so much.
You look at them and suddenly you can smell hear and touch.
The people from that moment held forever in a frame.
You can remember what desk she sat at but god what was her name?
So I think I will take another picture and keep it next to Popp's.
Of a happy Hunter hunting and that wabbit yeah who hops. | |
|
| new chapter
Posted: 2/11/2007 11:33:56 AM | Pictures
Sometimes we forget those memories from long ago
Sometimes we just want yesterday back though
Those moments we loved dear at the time
Only get better like a fine aged wine
In a drawer or a closet and some tucked in books
We find them, sit down and have a good look
The time has past, of the moment they happend
But the feeling has not, we find ourselves laughing
One or two bring found smiles to our face
With the help of pictures...time is not erased
So take one or two and even a few
Sad are the ones who never do
Post them in albums, in frames, share and merge
There's nothing like a picture...of a thousand words
Darn! Too late...see my frustrated face...lol
*click!
| |
|
| new chapter
Posted: 2/11/2007 11:37:21 AM | bubbles
my sweetest childhood memories
are filled with many things
but best of all those sunfilled days
when winter turned to spring
we'd race to go outside
and play with all the things that stayed
right there in the closet
until winter went away
Some would grab their skipping ropes
others soccer balls
but me I grabbed my favourite
the very best of all
the bottle with the very special
liquid right inside
that turned into those coloured spheres
on which my dreams would ride
For so you see 'twas bubbles
that would make my heart to sing
each year when it warmed up
and winter turned to spring | |
|
| new chapter
Posted: 2/11/2007 11:49:27 AM | Bubbles
No...not my name,
They are round and delicate
when they break, no one's to blame
Light they are, and travel with ease
If they don't touch the ground
they go far with a breeze
Alive they seem with colors and shine
You can make them and catch them
But they have limited time
To be in a bubble would not be a good thing
There are places for them
Like in a bathtub, but they may leave a ring
Champagne is the home for tiny ones, so..
Have a glass or two
They'll tickle your nose
The world would be lonely without sweet bubbles
Like in pink gum...
Make it a double!
Oh, I give up ~ lol
late again! | |
|
| new chapter
Posted: 2/11/2007 1:13:55 PM | @ anonymous versifier - what an amazing poem, welcome to our thread.........please continue to add and join in on this amazing romantic tale of wabbit and hunter.....I never believed fairy tales existed......until now.
Again 'repo-man'.....you have a fantastic style of poetry that I very much appreciate, and may I add that poem brough a tear to my eye?! I am in a very sentimental/emotional mood right now, as I am sure you can all imagine.
@Best Kept......I very much appreciate your poems also, you are so very dear to me, hope you know that.
Well he is on his way back to Alabama which saddens me of course, we had a fantastic weekend, and all I can say without getting too mushy is this..........he is more than I ever dreamed/hoped for to find ever in my life, which leads me to choose "hunters" as my next poem, cuz y'all know I want to talk about him!!!!
Hunters
It seems one day without knowing, I became a wabbit
A stalker who is a hunter, decided to make me his habit
At first it was all in fun, so I decided to play along with his chasing game
It was kind of exciting to see him hunt me, for he did so with no shame
Before long I knew that he really wanted to have me caught
So this dear hunter, a plane ticket he bought
He really wanted this wabbit, to see if she would give him his fill
It seems that when this plane landed, this sweet wabbit fit the bill
Now he's caught the wabbit, but continues to chase her around
He stalks up behind her so quiet, not making a widdle sound
It seems this hunter likes how this wabbit is so sweet
Yummy, he says "she's good enough to eat"
He had to leave this wabbit, only for just a short time
But coming here to Canada, he now can leave and truly say she's mine
The hunter has his wabbit, and the wabbit has her keeper
They thank the lord above, that tickets aren't any steeper!!!! | |
|
| new chapter
Posted: 2/11/2007 1:56:21 PM | Awwww :( see I know how that feels. Dont be sad for the parting but happy that there will be another hello. Another sweet journey for you to go where he is and another great first kiss. Think of how many first dates you both get because each of you gets to experience newness in the others home.
Im glad to hear yall had a wonderfull treasure.
Something that there is no true way to mesure.
Its nice to know that true love can endure.
The trials of distance thats for sure.
But its not goodbye but more see you soon.
Then agian the Hunter takes the wabbit and makes her swoon.
Its only days and thank heavens not years.
So wipe those eyes and dry those tears.
Cause you know hes left hateing.
Leaving your arms to be waiting.
Time will pass like a flash of light.
You will be in his arms agian, your Galahad, Your shinning silver Knight. | |
|
pensky
|
Joined: 12/19/2006
Msg: 741 | |
| new chapter
Posted: 2/11/2007 2:01:40 PM | Sigh. I've had some happy tears for you two, reading the last couple pages.
Dancing:
Lead, follow, turn, the touch unbroken.
hunt, peek, tease, the capture unspoken.
Dance, converse, believe, fairytales come true,
touch, dance, converse, cuz you two believe in you.
Dance is life then life, the dance.
How do you survive this mythic romance?
His critters, his wabbit, your soul and his
May your dance be sustained, the life and the bliss. | |
|
| new chapter
Posted: 2/11/2007 2:34:36 PM | Ok thats it I cant take. Yall are so sweet and adorable. Its my heart and your gonna break it. So here I am to install chuckles and cheers. Some silly ass grins and my chest hurts tears. So sit back and take it and you better not fake it cause I will know if you do. Im gonna make you laugh and breath funny dont dare drink cause you'll spew. Hers my poem about a man and his career. It killed his silly ass. Well damn near.
Danniel Smucker was a fine young lad.
But wasnt so smart. Just ask his dad.
He couldnt work at the factory in town.
People thought he was slow and even a clown.
Danniel was different for that much was certain.
His last job left one man deaf and several more hurtin.
He tried to be a miner for coal black and hard.
He worked lots of hours and kept track of his time card.
But when he came to work on his third day.
He was grabbed by the forman and this is what he had to say.
Danniel your a god lad you realy bust ass.
But your time here is over I cant let you pass.
You see you filled ore cars and and busted some dirt too.
But that wasnt coal its was concrete cell block wall.
It was a prison basment you released them all.
Now the Sheriffs mad and hes blamen you.
Sorry son its unemployment nothing I can do.
So Danniel he paced and read ever paper.
He applied for work everywhere even as a taper.
But nothing came no letters no calls.
So Danniel kept pacing and walking his halls.
On monday he went to see his cousin Mike.
Showed up bruised and bleeding he fell from his bike.
On the farm is where he went lookin.
He would do anything even the cookin.
So they gave him a job doin dishes.
And on every other day down at the pond feedin the fishes.
This seemed to work fine for a week gone by.
Then Danniels movment caught an eye.
That Rooster old Banty had it in for the poor lad.
Pecked his chins and his knee caps and even his nad.
Danniel did scream and boy did he fight.
That battle went on for a fort night.
The crew they watched and laughed with great bluster.
But Danniel did win now he has a new feather duster.
So it came to his cousin the job for Danniel Smucker.
See now hes a forman. The head chicken plucker. | |
|
| new chapter
Posted: 2/11/2007 2:46:16 PM | ^^^^^^^^^^^^^
@ repo-man........that was friggen hilarious! thanks for the smiles and laughs, being a lady I don't pass gas, but I will give ya some sass......! 
@penpalgirl.......happy tears I hope!?!
Games
As a little girl I loved to play games
Trying out different characters, and creating new names
Today I would be a momma with my baby dolls,
The next I would be a rock climber, climbing the walls
Always on an adventure, games played in the creek
Some of the things I did, would be sure to make you weak
For I wasnt the girl who dressed all prim and proper
Jeans and a t-shirt for me, heck who wanted a dress, that would be a stopper
Running around chasing with a mouse in my hand
My brother needed to be careful, never knew where that thing would land!
Games are in my soul, and I am still creating new
Just watch out, you never know what you'll find in your shoe
No matter how old I get, I love the games and I'm not done yet
Watch out Hunter, I have a game for you and I'll win I bet! | |
|
| new chapter
Posted: 2/11/2007 3:22:35 PM | One more chapter closes....
I just love this book!
Most every day I give it a look
A new chapter begins...
A new tone to it I'm sure
This is love without a cure
Between the lines we will read...
About the secrets they shared
So ya'll better be prepared
A page turner this will be...
The end to this saga is nowhere in sight
I can't wait hear what leads up to this next flight! 
So HAPPY for you twoooooooooo! | |
|
| new chapter
Posted: 2/11/2007 3:43:49 PM | Pictures
A picture's worth a thousand words
and some worth even double
I thought I'd tell you 'bout a time
one got me into trouble
One night I spent an evening
of frolicking and fun
ihabitions with the one I love
I thought I'd come undone
I thought I'd add a little spice
something we all need
and I got out my camera
and then I did proceed
I took some "spicy" photographs
and thought it would end there
but trying something different
you all should be aware
you see now it was Christmastime
a disc I made to send
of pictures of my daughter
for my mother and her friends
Now after I had sent it
A real panic did arise
It seemed I might have sent
some ones I'd not meant for her eyes
I called my sister frantically
you have to check I said
"but what if I do find them"
said my sister growing red
" I don't know" is what I said
" get rid of them O.K"?
and then I just hung up the phone
It took more than a day
Of worrying and wondering
I didn't think it funny
To take those pictures back
well I would just give any money
The ending is a happy one
No bad ones, not a one
the moral is BE CAREFUL
IF you decide to have some fun! | |
|
| new chapter
Posted: 2/11/2007 5:49:40 PM | Oh nice...... Can we see em?     | |
|
| new chapter
Posted: 2/11/2007 7:03:56 PM | Repo Man,,,,,I thought you had a woman???????
where is she???????
just wondering,,,,??????  
So T. and Cowboy,,,,had lust and fun,,,,,,,,damnnnnnnn,,,,,sure wish I could get some....!!!!
lollll,,,,guess,,,,,I'll pack my bags,,,,,and head on out.......
if the Time is right,,,,,,,,,,,to scream,,,,,,and shout!!!!!!!!!!!!! | |
|
| new chapter
Posted: 2/11/2007 7:12:39 PM | well Repo my poetic friend
I really have to say
the answer to your question
in a most poetic way
you see a girl you have now
and if not even so
the answer to your question
is a most emphatic no!
but hugs to you anyway! | |
|
| new chapter
Posted: 2/11/2007 7:19:39 PM | Well shytterpuffs and a pile a stinky poo.
Ok fine if thats what you must do.
But I will say its quite unfair.
I mean I wouldnt peek keeping my eyes behind my hair.
But thats ok dont give it worry.
Cause if I looked Id be smacked in a hurry.
Hugs ya back with a chuckle too.
Sent from goofy me to silly You.. | |
|
| new chapter
Posted: 2/11/2007 7:35:29 PM | You two........meaning repo man and annoymous.........PLAY NICE!
For all who want to keep on with the Random Blind thing.......here's some new words, have fun with them!
Strawberrries
River banks
Monkeys
Sex
Stars
Peanut Butter
Floors
Kitty Cats
Whiskey
Jello
I'll be back with mine in a bit! | |
|
|
| Page 30 of 276
|
16, 17, 18, 19, 20, 21, 22, 23, 24, 25, 26, 27, 28, 29, 30, 31, 32, 33, 34, 35, 36, 37, 38, 39, 40, 41, 42, 43, 44, 45, 46, 47, 48, 49, 50, 51, 52, 53, 54, 55, 56 |
|
Home
login 
