snowy woods

[clyde]

You have a very filthy mind!!




I love you for that very reason...=;>.

[clyde]

Cat-Girl-do.


I may be insane,but I know when I have upset someone.

So......too bad.










!!


Really, am kidding.Don't hate me.

I am sorry.

[clyde]

Honula dropped me a lot faster, but honest--I want lesbian training from you both.


Is there a way.........................??

[clyde]

I offer you both,this poyem:



Adam Posed




Could our first father, at his toilsome plow,
Thorns in his path, and labor on his brow,
Clothed only in a rude, unpolished skin,
Could he a vain fantastic nymph have seen,
In all her airs, in all her antic graces,
Her various fashions, and more various faces;
How had it posed that skill, which late assigned
Just appellations to each several kind!
A right idea of the sight to frame;
T'have guessed from what new element she came;
T'have hit the wav'ring form, or giv'n this thing a name.

[my miss storm cat]

Since this one wasn't for me***, can i request one that's not by Anne Finch?

Respectfully and affectionately, the Countess of Winchilsea writes the kind of stuff that I ummm... I don't mind flowery but when (and I was fair and read a few of her works) flowery masks fluff i get a little irritated.

(I'm assuming it was for Sighty and Honula).

No pies for her.

[clyde]

You forgot your mortyisms.


All the same..it was for Cat-Gir-Do and Honula.Apparently they don't like muff wrapped in flowers either.








I'll see what I can do for you.

[clyde]

Gooey, your poyem:





The grey sea and the long black land;
And the yellow half-moon large and low;
And the startled little waves that leap
In fiery ringlets from their sleep,
As I gain the cove with pushing prow,
And quench its speed i' the slushy sand.



Then a mile of warm sea-scented beach;
Three fields to cross till a farm appears;
A tap at the pane, the quick sharp scratch
And blue spurt of a lighted match,
And a voice less loud, thro' its joys and fears,
Than the two hearts beating each to each!

[clyde]

But I have this recurring dream,BrownSugah:




http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=T89yiCpl6oY

[my miss storm cat]

Thank you. Mr. Browning will always do.

For you... I thought you'd like this one.

Night and the Madman
(Kahlil Gibran)

"I am like thee, O, Night, dark and naked; I walk on the flaming path which is above my day-dreams, and whenever my foot touches earth a giant oaktree comes forth."

"Nay, thou art not like me, O, Madman, for thou still lookest backward to see how large a foot-print thou leavest on the sand."

"I am like thee, O, Night, silent and deep; and in the heart of my loneliness lies a Goddess in child-bed; and in him who is being born Heaven touches Hell."

"Nay, thou art not like me, O, Madman, for thou shudderest yet before pain, and the song of the abyss terrifies thee."

"I am like thee, O, Night, wild and terrible; for my ears are crowded with cries of conquered nations and sighs for forgotten lands."

"Nay, thou art not like me, O, Madman, for thou still takest thy little-self for a comrade, and with thy monster-self thou canst not be friend."

"I am like thee, O, Night, cruel and awful; for my bosom is lit by burning ships at sea, and my lips are wet with blood of slain warriors."

"Nay, thou art not like me, O, Madman; for the desire for a sister-spirit is yet upon thee, and thou hast not become a law unto thyself."

"I am like thee, O, Night, joyous and glad; for he who dwells in my shadow is now drunk with virgin wine, and she who follows me is sinning mirthfully."

"Nay, thou art not like me, O, Madman, for thy soul is wrapped in the veil of seven folds and thou holdest not thy heart in thine hand."

"I am like thee, O, Night, patient and passionate; for in my breast a thousand dead lovers are buried in shrouds of withered kisses."

"Yea, Madman, art thou like me? Art thou like me? And canst thou ride the tempest as a steed, and grasp the lightning as a sword?"

"Like thee, O, Night, like thee, mighty and high, and my throne is built upon heaps of fallen Gods; and before me too pass the days to kiss the hem of my garment but never to gaze at my face."

"Art thou like me, child of my darkest heart? And dost thou think my untamed thoughts and speak my vast language?"

"Yea, we are twin brothers, O, Night; for thou revealest space and I reveal my soul."

[clyde]

Originally Posted by my miss storm cat

Thank you. Mr. Browning will always do.

For you... I thought you'd like this one.

Night and the Madman
(Kahlil Gibran)

"I am like thee, O, Night, dark and naked; I walk on the flaming path which is above my day-dreams, and whenever my foot touches earth a giant oaktree comes forth."

"Nay, thou art not like me, O, Madman, for thou still lookest backward to see how large a foot-print thou leavest on the sand."

"I am like thee, O, Night, silent and deep; and in the heart of my loneliness lies a Goddess in child-bed; and in him who is being born Heaven touches Hell."

"Nay, thou art not like me, O, Madman, for thou shudderest yet before pain, and the song of the abyss terrifies thee."

"I am like thee, O, Night, wild and terrible; for my ears are crowded with cries of conquered nations and sighs for forgotten lands."

"Nay, thou art not like me, O, Madman, for thou still takest thy little-self for a comrade, and with thy monster-self thou canst not be friend."

"I am like thee, O, Night, cruel and awful; for my bosom is lit by burning ships at sea, and my lips are wet with blood of slain warriors."

"Nay, thou art not like me, O, Madman; for the desire for a sister-spirit is yet upon thee, and thou hast not become a law unto thyself."

"I am like thee, O, Night, joyous and glad; for he who dwells in my shadow is now drunk with virgin wine, and she who follows me is sinning mirthfully."

"Nay, thou art not like me, O, Madman, for thy soul is wrapped in the veil of seven folds and thou holdest not thy heart in thine hand."

"I am like thee, O, Night, patient and passionate; for in my breast a thousand dead lovers are buried in shrouds of withered kisses."

"Yea, Madman, art thou like me? Art thou like me? And canst thou ride the tempest as a steed, and grasp the lightning as a sword?"

"Like thee, O, Night, like thee, mighty and high, and my throne is built upon heaps of fallen Gods; and before me too pass the days to kiss the hem of my garment but never to gaze at my face."

"Art thou like me, child of my darkest heart? And dost thou think my untamed thoughts and speak my vast language?"

"Yea, we are twin brothers, O, Night; for thou revealest space and I reveal my soul."

My pud wants you.


I have no other words.

[clyde]

I once read where app.80% off all eligible women have had or want to have a lesbian experience.

Along those lines, I think that % is even higher for those eligible women who have had hetero love affairs within the confines of marriage.



Something tells me fixing popular gambling targets is also rampant.

[clyde]

...uh-oh....


..my selection of reading rooms has been halved...no more Padllock....no more interrational.....and several others.....








Oh well.

[clyde]

I may as well go for it.

[clyde]

I blame my old nemesis,Randy Sterling.

[clyde]

As well as the usual suspects.

[my miss storm cat]

Lindbergh baby?

[clyde]

Yes..the bit.ch.




=:>

[clyde]

I have to clear up something that may have been taken the wrong way.Not that long ago,I made mention of growing up pretty but dumb is not nearly as admirable as growing up pretty and smart.


I was only trying to paint a picture and there was no underneath meaning at all....although it could have been taken that way,




But there was no innuendo.

[geeker2]

Thanks for talking me off the ledge.................

[clyde]

Of what? Your baseboard?

I tried that one...not high enough.



But glad to be of service.

=:>