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Mr Martini Member Posts 366 Beneath The Line 
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Crystal pyramids Raining colors over me Blissful ecstasy Here's to you and here's to me and should we ever disagree, here's to me! |
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Lori Grosser Rhoden Member Patricius
since 2009-10-10
Posts 10202Fair to middlin' of nowhere |
The source of the light The source of all things blessed Giver of rainbows Prism in the dark Has no rainbows it can throw its color is black ~L |
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Mr Martini Member Posts 366 Beneath The Line |
Her shimmering face Adorned with tendrils of gold Rests within my mind A vision of light Captured in forbidden thoughts I cannot defend Here's to you and here's to me and should we ever disagree, here's to me! |
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Lori Grosser Rhoden Member Patricius
since 2009-10-10
Posts 10202Fair to middlin' of nowhere |
You see an angel what your mind can let you see forbidden is bliss You choose your color your bliss is not to defend bliss is God given |
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Mr Martini Member Posts 366 Beneath The Line |
An omen of Truth Preying on my weary mind Unsettling thoughts Coloring my world Stroke by stroke paint by number In oils of Olay You quietly energize me Lori Rhoden. I do enjoy your stellar wordplay. Here's to you and here's to me and should we ever disagree, here's to me! |
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Lori Grosser Rhoden Member Patricius
since 2009-10-10
Posts 10202Fair to middlin' of nowhere |
rest your weary mind there is nothing to fear here bask in your rainbow we all seek answers questions get complicated believe your colors We inspire each other dear sir~L |
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Mr Martini Member Posts 366 Beneath The Line |
Aligning chakras Respite from all sufferings Radial colors Answers to be known Beckon questions to be asked Telling tales untrue To me Lori Rhoden, chasing rainbows is romantic. Catching them is hell. Au Revoir mon amie Here's to you and here's to me and should we ever disagree, here's to me! |
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Lori Grosser Rhoden Member Patricius
since 2009-10-10
Posts 10202Fair to middlin' of nowhere |
Kind sir, Run with the rainbows Romance is heady perfume Hell to catch a whiff Hell hath no fury Safer to romance a stone Loves like a rock No sweeter nectar Than pursuit’s perspiration Sweetest addiction Embracing your own Particular kind of hell Learn how not to catch I believe I understand your plight. Feel free to correct me if I'm wrong. ~L |
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JerryPat2 Member Laureate
since 2011-02-06
Posts 16975South Louisiana |
Very nice. |
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Mr Martini Member Posts 366 Beneath The Line |
Thank you Mr. Bolton for your visit and comment. Here's to you and here's to me and should we ever disagree, here's to me! |
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Mr Martini Member Posts 366 Beneath The Line |
Once a love pursued Moss gathering on my shoes Covering my dreams Then... A refreshing scent Awakening my spirit Warming my soul Then... Cleaning Moss from shoes Purchased a tender lover At Balboa pier The adrenaline subsides at the finish line, so I never stop racing. Here's to you and here's to me and should we ever disagree, here's to me! |
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Lori Grosser Rhoden Member Patricius
since 2009-10-10
Posts 10202Fair to middlin' of nowhere |
Love of the pursuit The hunter and his conquest Looking for new game Does not love the prey Love of lust drives him wild Lust sated and done New scent on the wind He’s off and running again Game never gets old Romance is a drug Relationship is a drag Ah, euphoria Kind sir, Reminds me of the cat that plays with its prey until it kills it, then it simply walks away. |
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Mr Martini Member Posts 366 Beneath The Line |
A pursuit of love A loner and his desires Seeking tenderness Loving each woman Dark sexual arts shared Which time has dissolved New scent on the wind A fragrant heart of jasmine Intoxicating Romance is an aire Relationships are feeling Ah, euphoria I'm not quite as coarse as you may think Lori Rhoden, though the responsibility for that belongs to myself. I borrowed some of your material and attempted to reflect my ambiguous heart in doing so. I pray you do not think it vain of me. Quite enjoying your poetry. I do so hope to continue to see how it evolves. Merci beaucoup mon amie, Au Revoir Here's to you and here's to me and should we ever disagree, here's to me! |
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Lori Grosser Rhoden Member Patricius
since 2009-10-10
Posts 10202Fair to middlin' of nowhere |
Excavating truth Enigmas overrated But captivating Curiosity A voyeur’s chain and shackle Watching a rainbow Head spinning romance Entertaining images Full spectrum color Kind sir, I'm delighted to hear you have not grown bored of our conversation. ~L |
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Mr Martini Member Posts 366 Beneath The Line |
Imperfect idols Relegating lies as truth Rooted in soft ground An invitation A word of cats eye wisdom Hung above my head Soon you will see me In a form you will recall Free from my shackles A dust cloud obscured my view for a time and then, as it passed, there appeared a group surrounding you Lori Rhoden and everyone in the group held fast to a 10 foot pole, everyone except you. This is why our "conversations" are such a pleasure for me. I like to play. Au Revoir mon amie Here's to you and here's to me and should we ever disagree, here's to me! |
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Lori Grosser Rhoden Member Patricius
since 2009-10-10
Posts 10202Fair to middlin' of nowhere |
A kitten smitten Pawing rainbows on the wall Purrs in her pleasure Dust motes dazzling Defying her soft claw reach Shows her soft belly She sleeps in the sun Dreaming of an adventure Her tail is swaying Kind sir, So intrigued was I, I climbed my 10 ft pole to get a closer look. ~L |
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Namyh Senior Member
since 2009-01-20
Posts 988 |
Mr. Martini – Love your work and here’s a surprise for ya. Your poem amazingly fits into a very old historical niche of fact. The ancient Egyptian Pyramid was originally encased in polished marble, later pried off by marauders thru the centuries and evidenced by the top capstone appearing torn and ragged. At early sunrise, the marble acting as a prism diffracted the Sun’s light into an array of colors which spread across the entire land. So when you awoke and stepped from your door into the new day, you literally walked into a rainbow of bliss with its ecstasy thrown in. What a sight that must have been to behold so long ago! Sure could use some of that today! Namyh [This message has been edited by Namyh (12-01-2015 11:52 AM).] |
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Mr Martini Member Posts 366 Beneath The Line |
Thank you for your visit Namyh, however you're not the first to tell me of such wonders. That being said, after many decades, it sounded better coming from you. Here's to you and here's to me and should we ever disagree, here's to me! |
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Mr Martini Member Posts 366 Beneath The Line |
Love to go cattin' Visiting Ida's Cat House Warms me all over Basking in the sun Meditating on Ida Catnip Martinis Afterglow napping Ida gently strokes my brow Making my tail wag Sometimes Lori Rhoden, I have had the impression that people who have cats think more of them then they do other people, even spouses if one or the other is more or less the sole "caregiver". That's one reason why I like Ida's. I get there when everyone's purring and leave before the scratchin' cat fights begin. Au Revoir Mon Amie Here's to you and here's to me and should we ever disagree, here's to me! |
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Lori Grosser Rhoden Member Patricius
since 2009-10-10
Posts 10202Fair to middlin' of nowhere |
Dog day afternoon Trying to bury a bone Getting belly rub Like a good Rover When the good time is over Finds his way back home Dog house is empty The mistress’s lights are still on Scratches at the door Kind Sir, Have cat (see "yellow Cat") prefer dog ("Winston on Ice"). Dog is much less demanding and more affectionate. |
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Mr Martini Member Posts 366 Beneath The Line |
Two dogs are not pets Covering each others back At my beckoning Incisors gleaming Like a Colgate commercial With a growling theme Highball and Roxy Martini's Bandits of Fear Quieting lovers H&R are second-generation of those names. In the way of most people I suppose, they are more like friends rather than 'pets'. In a similar way, as mentioned in my previous reply, they are thought of more highly by me than most people. In a phrase, I trust them. Au Revoir Mon Amie Here's to you and here's to me and should we ever disagree, here's to me! |
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Lori Grosser Rhoden Member Patricius
since 2009-10-10
Posts 10202Fair to middlin' of nowhere |
Trust gone to the dogs People have dropped that darn ball The truth is fetching Whistling in the dark Friends come running in a pack Will they sit and stay? Howling at the moon A far away voice answers A wolf sniffs the wind Kind Sir, Have had many dogs over the years, the smartest was a Vizsla. It had me trained in no time at all. |
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Mr Martini Member Posts 366 Beneath The Line |
"It had me trained in no time at all". Lori Rhoden, you're a delight. If the neighbors heard my howls of laughter it could spoil the dark and mysterious reputation they have all bestowed upon me. Merci pour les rires mon amie. Here's to you and here's to me and should we ever disagree, here's to me! |
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Mr Martini Member Posts 366 Beneath The Line |
A change in thinking Behind pearl-beaded porte' Scents of pachouli Moonglow reflection Highball's eyes look silvery Roxy pats perfumes Aromas wafting Highball trades in his fixed gaze Roxy's wants will rule So what is so rough about a "dog's life" Lori Rhoden? While I never considered it until you mentioned how quickly your own had you "trained" (still chuckling over that you know), I have unwittingly fallen right into their trap. I wonder how they will react when they find out that the jig is up and I know what they've been doing. Au Revoir Mon Amie Here's to you and here's to me and should we ever disagree, here's to me! |
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Lori Grosser Rhoden Member Patricius
since 2009-10-10
Posts 10202Fair to middlin' of nowhere |
A lap full of love We are both warm and secure I am contented Hates to be apart Joyous to see me again Is with me always In my bed at night Snuggling ever closer He is contented Kind sir, Nothing like a Winston in the evening with a glass of wine. ~L |
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Mr Martini Member Posts 366 Beneath The Line |
“A lap full of love” Now a lap-top full of hate Antithesis kiss Embrace the war-torn Prozac Nation on the rise Kevlar stock is up Dead-bolt for a mind Snuggling a Kalashnikov Dreams of dead children A day full of decisions should indeed either be interrupted or ended with a Winston, a Highball, a Roxy, and a glass of wine or two. On occasion wine is a good choice for me, and when its shared, Emerald Chablis is a favorite. But not today. There are other things for which to consider. Au Revoir Mon Amie Here's to you and here's to me and should we ever disagree, here's to me! |
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jjote Senior Member
since 2002-12-25
Posts 1088Ontario, Canada |
Hey you two, Lori and Mr. M, are having fun throwing poems at each other, enjoyed this, but getting exhausted following the ball (er, poem) |
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Mr Martini Member Posts 366 Beneath The Line |
It may not be as you perceive jjote. There are some that are relative, but for my part just having fun with Lori Rhoden is why I'm here. If she felt that she would prefer to do that, I think she would say so. I enjoy our exchanges very much. She expresses what she wants to say with great clarity, don't you think? Thanks for your visit my dear. Au Revoir Here's to you and here's to me and should we ever disagree, here's to me! |
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Lori Grosser Rhoden Member Patricius
since 2009-10-10
Posts 10202Fair to middlin' of nowhere |
Twisted minds killing Pulling triggers making bombs Will it ever end? How do we stop it? Can we really kill them all Before they kill us? How on earth do we Breed this insanity here? What makes them convert? Kind sir, A nice belly rub at the end of the day with that glass of wine helps soothe the nerves. |
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Mr Martini Member Posts 366 Beneath The Line |
Reason never sleeps What it is to whomever Is what it is for all With a bloodied kiss The sniper was rewarded Such are shielded oaths Paths of fate converge The grave is a common place All wait for a sign Aimlessly we trod through life, stealing a pleasure here and a heartbreak there like picking flower petals hoping the last to fall will make us happy. Pick a good one for yourself Lori Rhoden, even if you have to leave just one. Au Revoir Mon Amie Here's to you and here's to me and should we ever disagree, here's to me! [This message has been edited by Mr Martini (12-05-2015 11:29 AM).] |
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Pete_W Member Posts 185 Scotland (UK) |
It would be quite interesting to see all these responses as parts of one poem and see how it reads. Maybe one set of responses to the left the other to the right. Anyway really enjoyed reading my way down through them all. Thanks Pete |
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Mr Martini Member Posts 366 Beneath The Line |
Yes, and then after "columnizing" them Pete_W, little lines could connect the ones that best relate to one another. Magnifique! (Not!) Here's to you and here's to me and should we ever disagree, here's to me! |
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Lori Grosser Rhoden Member Patricius
since 2009-10-10
Posts 10202Fair to middlin' of nowhere |
All wait for a sign That everything will be fine To breathe easier To believe again That there is good in all things Is our choice to make Devil be damned Living just for our today One day at a time Kind Sir I appreciate your bouquet of words more than you know. ~L |
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Mr Martini Member Posts 366 Beneath The Line |
To write as she does Speaks of her sacrifices A Maid of Honor An unraveling Mysterious tales to tell Held deep inside her Freeing her spirit Striking a pose long since lost She stands determined Its best to be wary of those who begin their discourses with, "to be perfectly honest with you". Having said that, and to be perfectly honest with you Lori Rhoden, your company is deemed a privilege by myself. Merci Mon Amie Here's to you and here's to me and should we ever disagree, here's to me! |
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Lori Grosser Rhoden Member Patricius
since 2009-10-10
Posts 10202Fair to middlin' of nowhere |
And just who am I A wife, mother, grandmother And just a woman A heart full of words A soul full of empathy Being true to me Happy is hard work I create it where I can So my heart can smile Kind Sir, Your privilege is my smile. ~L |
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Mr Martini Member Posts 366 Beneath The Line |
Those times were special Deserving of great respect Special times roll on Hard work and marriage Blended with love and honor Is as it should be Having family Was good for awhile Reaper's swing is quick Clear, cool night coming to me Lori Rhoden. Following instincts rather than filing a 'flight plan' has become more and more appealing. It was all so orderly, it nearly was my doom. Au Revoir Mon Amie Here's to you and here's to me and should we ever disagree, here's to me! |
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Lori Grosser Rhoden Member Patricius
since 2009-10-10
Posts 10202Fair to middlin' of nowhere |
Be still your sickle The Reaper's day is not due No aces and eights I did not pretend or say pretty words untrue I am friend not foe Better friend than most Accepts you for who you are Spoke to man not beast Was beast presented A beast I can not abide Had to look inside A treasure I find A friend with similar mind A Poet's Poet Lovers come and go Friends are rare as gold to me Forgive injury Kind Sir, Was never my intent to plunder the treasure I had found. ~L |
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Mr Martini Member Posts 366 Beneath The Line |
Once upon a time There were pretty words so true Which were real to me Though those words are gone And the time which was has passed Words still come to call Words which form so true Cascading like waterfalls Words which come from you Could it be Lori Rhoden, that you felt you offended me in some way? Bonté pas! I was writing with a previous relationship in mind and how death intervened and drove my daughters away from me. It was quite some time ago and I'm terribly sorry if I made you feel poorly in any way. I value your company and your attentions immensely. I'll not repeat my regrettable error my dear friend. Au Revoir Mon Amie Here's to you and here's to me and should we ever disagree, here's to me! |
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Lori Grosser Rhoden Member Patricius
since 2009-10-10
Posts 10202Fair to middlin' of nowhere |
Crestfallen was I To think trust had been broken Happy all is well A game it may be Tit for tat we Haiku chat Poetry parlez Entertaining then Those that follow it along To see where it goes Kind Sir, My brother was in a very similar situation. I know how tragic and painful that is. ~L |
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Mr Martini Member Posts 366 Beneath The Line |
Difficult at best Caning our way through these words Keys like a braille punch Words yet unspoken Tapping walls in secret codes Filled with metaphors An exchange of thoughts Among two kindred spirits Whom shall take to task? As a young man in the summer, I used to cut grass in a cemetery. It was perpetual work as when you finished the West end, the East end was ready for cutting again. You mentioned on a post that you walked through a cemetery to get to a friends house. It was from a bit of a distance Lori Rhoden, but it may have been you. By the way, "poetry parlez" was executed perfectly. Au Revoir Mon Amie Here's to you and here's to me and should we ever disagree, here's to me! [This message has been edited by Mr Martini (12-09-2015 01:45 AM).] |
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Lori Grosser Rhoden Member Patricius
since 2009-10-10
Posts 10202Fair to middlin' of nowhere |
The mind is a gem Dazzling in a warm spotlight Thinking all the time What’s behind those eyes? What furrows that brow in thought? What spills on paper? Imagination Curiosity indeed Inspiration too Kind Sir, The execution was at dawn and luckily hit the mark. Merci beaucoup. ~L [This message has been edited by Lori Grosser Rhoden (12-09-2015 12:41 PM).] |
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Mr Martini Member Posts 366 Beneath The Line |
Thinkers and dwellers Proverbial types of folks Like ships in the night Candlewick visions Calm the most fevered of brows Just below the flame Turning a few words Flipping them like a flapjack With extra butter I've noticed something about you Lori Rhoden that many others in your life undoubtedly know well for themselves. You have a such a sharp wit about you that you can use it with a smile or a rolling pin with equal effectiveness. A sheer delight mon amie! Au Revoir Here's to you and here's to me and should we ever disagree, here's to me! |
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Lori Grosser Rhoden Member Patricius
since 2009-10-10
Posts 10202Fair to middlin' of nowhere |
Tongue sharp as a whip Can cut a smile in a stone Make a mute giggle Rapier insults Too funny to make you mad Always make my point I got a smart mouth I am a multi-tasker And a good kisser Kind Sir, My mouth isn't as smart as it used to be but it still finds ways to keep busy. |
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Mr Martini Member Posts 366 Beneath The Line |
She cut to the quick No blind ambiguities A rare gal indeed Reared on the South Side Of a city you all know Where rents exceed worth A poem in my eyes Each step a sauntering rhyme I could not define My dear Lori Rhoden, I suffer no doubt that those who have ears to hear must find great joy in you. Au Revoir Mon Amie Here's to you and here's to me and should we ever disagree, here's to me! |
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Lori Grosser Rhoden Member Patricius
since 2009-10-10
Posts 10202Fair to middlin' of nowhere |
I’m comic relief I can keep them in stiches It is expected I’m good for morale And whatever else ails you I’m hysterical I crack myself up Laughing so hard that I cry And it’s contagious Kind Sir, Before I became a person of substance, I was full of laughing gas. ~L |
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Mr Martini Member Posts 366 Beneath The Line |
Levity yes, but Midnight queens appeal to me Temporal highlights Expecting nothing Savoring all they do have Giving what I can Good for my morale Reciprocating twosome Love for each other Of all the crash and burn scenarios one might endure Lori Rhoden, its nice for myself to walk off the tarmac feeling unscathed for a change. Enter laughing as you will with my wishes that someone "reciprocates" your attentions and affections without expecting you to perform every night at nine. Au Revoir Mon Amie Here's to you and here's to me and should we ever disagree, here's to me! |
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Lori Grosser Rhoden Member Patricius
since 2009-10-10
Posts 10202Fair to middlin' of nowhere |
reciprocation deaf to passion for Pip there in lies the rub I need my friends here I need to hear I'm worthy He says just publish Ah, to be in print I don't know where to begin Its overwhelming Kind Sir, Before you leave the tarmac, be mindful of the wreckage you leave behind. ~L |
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Mr Martini Member Posts 366 Beneath The Line |
Sleep comes at late hours Sometimes its warm sometimes cold Metephorically Free in thought and deed In issues I do not live They just come and go Take time as you wish Relieve the stress of success Listen to yourself There was an opportunity today. Instead of attending to it, I bought 8 pounds of organic carrots and two large beets and made fresh juice with a Breville. I digress: If I want my arm behind my back, I'll put it there myself. You're a pleasure to me Lori Rhoden and too wise in your ways to allow anyone to steer you where you do not wish to go. Au Revoir Mon Cher Ami Here's to you and here's to me and should we ever disagree, here's to me! |
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Lori Grosser Rhoden Member Patricius
since 2009-10-10
Posts 10202Fair to middlin' of nowhere |
beggars cannot choose pleasers cannot always please you make it easy my human is flawed my words can appear flawless it is what it is My words stir feelings that I can control only on paper Kind Sir, You'd be surprised how often my arm ends up behind my back, keeping me from where I want to go...and I'm the one holding it there. |
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Mr Martini Member Posts 366 Beneath The Line |
You are everyone Until you think your own thoughts And act upon them Marriages of minds Like goods at the antique stores Last beyond ones' life Comfortable talk Easy in each others' arms Little else matters I risk being vain Lori Rhoden when I say I am not conventional. I have always enjoyed being a non-conformist. I am not a good fit in any shape of hole on the psycho-board. Now then, if my count is correct my dear, I have used 'I' seven times in two sentences. That is telling. Au Revoir Mon Amie Here's to you and here's to me and should we ever disagree, here's to me! |
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Lori Grosser Rhoden Member Patricius
since 2009-10-10
Posts 10202Fair to middlin' of nowhere |
Ah, the I’s have it Vanity in proportion Makes a person strong Need a transfusion Blood such as your very own Do not hesitate That mind of my own I gave away at sixteen Been gone ever since Kind Sir, Men seem immune to the pitfalls of domestication. Where as I felt born for domestic captivity...at sixteen. ~L |
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Mr Martini Member Posts 366 Beneath The Line |
Anticipation is sweet torture as I wait on you There is no substitution, only you will do. I sit with my imagination wondering what will be. It is all I can do just to wait and see what you have up your sleeve Mystique is a good thing on both ends, as an inextinguishable flame You make me think and laugh and somehow want to breathe that something in your air. Sometimes its nice to share space with someone other than the ones we tolerate You have me half believing you might just care about things greater than Idaho. You mean "Ida the ho[e]"? Your play is clever and safe with me Lori Rhoden because you are a pleasure to me. I appreciate you and value your company so much. No man would utter the same. I protect those I like. I would do as much for you should you and I be in the same sphere at the same time. Not that it’s a bad thing, there’s just so much more, you know. Yes, I know Lori Rhoden. It is my sincere wish that the "much more" has been your experience. I’ll come clean and admit to a bit of infatuation that motivates my curiosity and feminine observation. I have no doubt that a woman such as yourself possesses a keen sense of intuition. Little gets past you. You see much, hear much and understand more than you are given credit for. In a phrase, some people just don't get it. That's why there's so many channels and wavelengths. I’m only human, I am not immune to your sophistication You, Lori Rhoden, are deserving of respect. No "piper" melodies do I play. You and I seem to enjoy writing to and fro as we do and in my view, you allow me this pleasure for which I am grateful. I am not known as a man who writes on a poetry board. "Passion Poetry" in a search eventually led me here a long time ago and I have dropped by on occasion. In my own life, I am free, however there are those who I allow to inhibit my actions, so you see Lori Rhoden, I too am quite human and vulnerable like you my dear. and pied piper tune. Have mercy on me, What would you have me do Lori Rhoden? Tell me true, and I will do it. kill me now and end it. Yes, of course, that would "end it" wouldn't it. But then, who knows of me? And I to remember you. No one ever said these things to me and meant it. If you're searching for a soft spot, I'll have a shave and a haircut. Both will bring your words closer to my ears. Are we having ourselves a "flirt" as the 16 year olds' may say? Better yet, write that Haiku and send it. So I shall endeavor mon amie, so I shall endeavor. Good thoughts, good woman All in time and proportion Makes a perfect mix Weary of the race Rest with me and tell me true What I mean to you We need not go far To know what no one else knows Hidden in crystal Its my opinion that healthy relationships are not founded on the "Stockholm Syndrome". You and I both have histories Lori Rhoden, albeit different histories, but nonetheless we understand a little about time and its passing and the people that have come and gone and of course, those that remain. Sometimes, I could feel the air itself squeezing me from all sides, tight as a straitjacket. For me, being free was slipping out of it and slithering into the darkness never to be found again. Au Revoir mon cher amie Here's to you and here's to me and should we ever disagree, here's to me! [This message has been edited by Mr Martini (12-16-2015 03:01 AM).] |
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Lori Grosser Rhoden Member Patricius
since 2009-10-10
Posts 10202Fair to middlin' of nowhere |
What you mean to me you would have to ask me that put me on the spot I will have to think to put my feelings in words under scrutiny yes there is flirting that is icing on the cake there is more than that you are warm and wise your company a comfort compliments a gift I like to see me Through your kind and gentle eyes That does mean a lot I call you my friend With my best interest at heart You listen so well I wake up at 3:00 And think is he writing me What is that about Well obviously You are a special person I hold dear to me I dare not let you Mean more than my world to me Such complicity imagination is all I possess of you one word at a time Kind Sir, I hope this answers your question to your liking. ~L |
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Mr Martini Member Posts 366 Beneath The Line |
What you mean to me you would have to ask me that put me on the spot I apologize for this Lori Rhoden. Its not my place to do so. I will have to think to put my feelings in words under scrutiny Again mon amie, it is not my place nor am I deserving of your considerations in any respect. yes there is flirting that is icing on the cake there is more than that This I feel, is in good humor. I fully respect your obligations and would never entertain thoughts to compromise them. Never mon amie. you are warm and wise your company a comfort compliments a gift Forgive my simplistic vernacular mon amie, but in a word, likewise. I like to see me Through your kind and gentle eyes That does mean a lot Then please continue to accept my humble perceptions. Be they right or be they wrong, they are always presented sincerely and with care so as not to offend. I call you my friend This is an honor mon amie With my best interest at heart Oui mon ami, but I do not see you as a child in need of me, but as a most expressive and intriguing woman, writer, and friend who has sacrificed much for the good of others. You listen so well If this is so, then my hearing is only exceeded by the sound of your words Lori Rhoden. I wake up at 3:00 And think is he writing me What is that about There are words, difficult words that one wrestles with at times. There are secrets to be revealed, yet held back by a mighty dam built of resilience and stifled fears. Well obviously You are a special person I hold dear to me A question then; Have you never feared to have your heart broken? How and when I act, I do so guardedly. Some perceive this as heartlessness, but a dagger to my heart is perhaps above all other things, the one thing that I fear. Another question: Is it unforgivable to be betrayed by someone close to you? I dare not let you Mean more than my world to me This I would not want Lori Rhoden. If I felt things were moving in that direction, with no other recourse, I would vanish as I appeared. Such complicity imagination is all I possess of you one word at a time And I, you mon amie. I hope this answers your question to your liking It has. It has also justified my respect for you, Lori Rhoden. You are a fine woman of good integrity. P.S Now then Lori Rhoden, comes the news you don't want to hear. Our airfare tickets to Ho Chi Min City were non-refundable. Do you suppose we could split the loss mon amie? Thoughts of you remain Soft and sassy to a fault You play your hand well Chips fall as they do We take our wins with losses Shooting the dealer Writing love stories Thinking of all the good times Spent in days of youth It's good to know something more of you Lori Rhoden. Perhaps you will come to understand more of myself. I will share what I can. I could share many things with you mon amie, but those many things would be a pack of lies. Au Revoir mon cher amie Here's to you and here's to me and should we ever disagree, here's to me! |
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Lori Grosser Rhoden Member Patricius
since 2009-10-10
Posts 10202Fair to middlin' of nowhere |
Tickets did you say? My pockets are so empty My apologies Have I been betrayed? My forgiveness is worn out Oh yes, many times Fear my heart broken? It is patched together Still believe in love Thank you dear Capo for defending my honor understanding me You don’t ask for more than is mine to give to you A fine gentleman You continue to put to rest all my concerns Bless your heart , Kind Sir. My friend, If you don't mind, I'm really not one for formalities, could you please just call me Lori? |
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Mr Martini Member Posts 366 Beneath The Line |
Tickets did you say? My pockets are so empty "Empty pockets" eh? Well then my good woman, how did you ever expect to support me? My apologies No mon amie, my apologies for the stale humor in the above remark. Have I been betrayed? My forgiveness is worn out Oh yes, many times This is the way of it if two or more people are involved. Like yourself my dear, I too have been betrayed, but unlike you, I have also betrayed others if it was in my best interest at the time to do so. A suffering of mine is justifying, and nothing of true value ever came of it. Fear my heart broken? It is patched together Still believe in love This sets you apart in a most conspicuous way Lori Rhoden. When you say that your "forgiveness is worn out", I don't think it is. For if it were, you would no longer "believe in love". Thank you dear Capo for defending my honor understanding me You have never made it difficult for me to understand you my dear, though you could have if you wished it to be so. For this, it is I who am honored. You don’t ask for more than is mine to give to you A fine gentleman I have no desire (or right) to impose myself on your emotions. We are who we are and feel as we do without guilt or remorse. We have harmed no one and have no such intentions. You continue to put to rest all my concerns Bless your heart , Kind Sir. If I have given your warm heart and feelings some rest mon amie, then I will feel deserving of a few more breaths. My friend, If you don't mind, I'm really not one for formalities, could you please just call me Lori? I never considered my use of your name a formality Lori. You can't hear me, but when I say your name, "Lori Rhoden", its pleasing to me. For example, when I say "Lori", my tongue lays in the middle of my mouth, which is fine if you like that sort of thing. But when I say "Lori Rhoden", my tongue ends against my lower teeth, which is my personal preference. If you insist, I shall do as you wish. You, on the other hand, may call me by any name you like, or any combination of names if I irritate you to the point where you wish to accent my moniker with several well seasoned expletives. A mystery... If you relate in your poetry or in our 'little corner' that you are ready to meet 'Lori', I will know it and send you to her. You will allude to this without stating your desire to do so mon amie. Do not let what I just said befuddle you or confuse you in any way. That is not my intent. Only that I will know. Its no game. If it were, I would tell you. Also, you cannot ask me anything further about her. I will know for as long as I am here if you want to meet her. You're a treasure. A story... There was a shade tree A short walk from where I lived That would speak to me It spoke magic words Words like no one ever spoke So I listened close Then the shade tree died Leaving me to remember Every word it spoke Men cut down the tree Firewood was needed they said To keep some houses warm After they had gone I found some pieces of bark Of my dear old friend Chopping the bark up I stirred it into my milk And drank it all down Soon after drinking I began to find my voice Friends never leave you ...Au revoir mon cher amie, au revoir Here's to you and here's to me and should we ever disagree, [i]here's to me! |
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Lori Grosser Rhoden Member Patricius
since 2009-10-10
Posts 10202Fair to middlin' of nowhere |
You make my head spin so much to try to absorb I am quite hooked Call me as you wish Now that I understand you That is all I need To be assertive And to always speak my truth I am working on My needs are simple But are important to me Mistaken as not The fool in tarot Is only bound by himself Can set himself free I’m the enemy Prisoner of past decisions If you only knew Dear Capo, Thank you from the bottom of my heart! ~L |
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Mr Martini Member Posts 366 Beneath The Line |
You make my head spin so much to try to absorb I am quite hooked I look forward to your words with the same anticipation mon amie. Had you and I not begun writing each other, I would already have left Pip. You're a mature woman, seasoned well from your experiences of pain and pleasure and I respect and value that. Your personality, at least as much as has been revealed to me through your poetry and writings with myself, makes you unique and interesting to me. Few women, or men for that matter speak freely to one another with such wit and candor. Sometimes, one can soon feel very alone even when such a person is only a few feet away. I know this to be true. Perhaps you do as well. Call me as you wish Now that I understand you That is all I need This pleases me a great deal Lori Rhoden. Merci beaucoup. To be assertive And to always speak my truth I am working on I believe what you say mon amie. It can only do you good. It is said that "the truth hurts". Well, who does it hurt? Only those who have been either walking the "walk" with blinders on, taking us for granted or have been taking outright advantage of us without regard to our feelings and emotions. You spoke kindly of being "hooked". At the risk of sounding effeminate, I found that to be quite adorable Lori Rhoden. But on a darker, more sinister side, there may be those who want us to feel just that way. Unlike the worm they think we are, we can get ourselves off of that proverbial "hook". All kidding aside, who wants to feel like that? Two people can do better than imprison each other, don't you think mon amie? My needs are simple But are important to me Mistaken as not Again, I agree with you Lori (had to say that just to check and see if it rolled off my tongue like I said it did...yes, it did) regarding simple needs. Now then, regarding your last line, if someone (or others) feel your needs (simple or not) are not important, that is a serious mistake. In my previous response above I alluded to such a situation. Perhaps a bigger hammer is required mon amie. When driving home a point, sometimes a tack hammer just won't get the job done. "The right tool for the right job" as the good natured tradesmen say. The fool in tarot Is only bound by himself Can set himself free "Amen" Sister Lori Rhoden! I’m the enemy Prisoner of past decisions If you only knew I will show you mine (binding past decisions) if you show me yours. When you say, " If you only knew" without letting me "know"...then you have agreed to remain a "prisoner", and of course then, your own "enemy". Again my dear Lori Rhoden, why would anyone want to do that to themselves? We two have our reasons for flagellating ourselves. Tale of two people In all respects quite normal All respects but one They write poetry They know the good and the bad They feel with their hearts They've been brow-beaten They've taken every punch They've sworn a blood oath Spent years in labors Feeding mouths of babes Too old for diapers Freedom has a cost Enslavement does too This they both accept Then, there are the words Which flow from their dry chapped lips Warm and comforting Yes, a Tale of Two A wall a thousand miles thick Yet not there at all Its cold inside so take care not to step on thin ice. Feel peaceful as you can my dear friend, and above all...carry on. Au revoir mon cher amie, au revoir Here's to you and here's to me and should we ever disagree, here's to me! |
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Lori Grosser Rhoden Member Patricius
since 2009-10-10
Posts 10202Fair to middlin' of nowhere |
Tale of two people In all respects quite normal All respects but one How sweet of you to say so, that either one of is normal in all respects but one. I’d like to thinks there is something more different about you and I. They write poetry They know the good and the bad They feel with their hearts And maybe poetry is our only way of reconciling our abnormalities. Maybe we feel too much, think thoughts too grandiose. They've been brow-beaten They've taken every punch They've sworn a blood oath Yes, I’ve even written one in blood…so this is surely madness on my part, but it feels more like my survival. Spent years in labors Feeding mouths of babes Too old for diapers Freedom has a cost Enslavement does too This they both accept Then, there are the words Which flow from their dry chapped lips Warm and comforting A comfort yes, and more. You give me inspiration with your affirmations. Yes, a Tale of Two A wall a thousand miles thick Yet not there at all Untouchable, yet touched all the same, a game of tag in the ethereal. I’m still at times baffled by our connection. I’m not so fine or rare, though you do have a way of making me feel that way. Your uncanny sense References made Has me curious What have you studied would you be familiar with alternative arts? An old memory: Martini glass on rail car I always wondered… If you only knew If I would have just said no Grief I’d avoided Still the point remains If only you were Ida, Eyebrows not cocked All that head spinning I guess I made myself sick Or coincidence In my weakened state confines of format do chafe and weary my brain my apologies so much more I want to say on another day. Dear Capo, I had a bizarre yet vivid dream in which you put in a cameo. ~L |
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Mr Martini Member Posts 366 Beneath The Line |
I’d like to think there is something more different about you and I. Would you agree Lori Rhoden, that if it were not true, neither of us would be here? After all, you may have said to yourself, "why should I want to befriend a cannibalistic, homicidal maniac who cavorts with damsels of the dark nights and wants me to uproot myself and run off to Ho Chi Min City with him? I could understand how one might dance to the "hesitation waltz" to that tune. And maybe poetry is our only way of reconciling our abnormalities. Maybe we feel too much, think thoughts too grandiose. Au contrare mon amie. The feelings are just right and if anyone is thinking thoughts of grandeur, it is I. You are cute, funny and you write with a straightforward honesty. You are kind and thoughtful, yet will tear anyone limb from limb who crosses you in political debate. This I like. Politics needs more strong women. Its too late in my opinion to save anyone's nation, including our own, but I don't go down without a fight and neither does a good woman. That includes you my dear Lori Rhoden. Yes, I’ve even written one in blood…so this is surely madness on my part, but it feels more like my survival. Blood rituals are nearly as old as Man. Some followers of the church of Satan (Anton LeVeys' followers) and perhaps Crowley, to name a couple participated in such things. The idea was in order to make a deal (pact) with Satan, one needed to write their name in blood, along with a few other garnishments. "Cutters" are a little different. They need to feel love and have trust that it isn't going to fly away. That is a much longer issue to talk about though. Obviously, I don't know what led you to write in blood, therefore I can't associate it with your "survival". You're here, so clearly mon amie, you survived. A comfort yes, and more. You give me inspiration with your affirmations. It pleases me to learn that I have some positive effect on someone like yourself Lori Rhoden. There have been too many instances where just the opposite has been the case. Untouchable, yet touched all the same, a game of tag in the ethereal. I’m still at times baffled by our connection. I’m not so fine or rare, though you do have a way of making me feel that way. Indulge me briefly Lori. I will be using a few 'I's here. I am a man who understands "party manners". I have said things to people and made them believers. I grew up in a big city, learned the ways of it while very young and made most of my living there and in numerous other cities. The people I knew in those times were as unsavory as myself and we relied on one another, both the girls and the guys. 15 years ago, I stopped lying. The "jig" was up and I was smart enough to know it. I carry a lot of baggage, but I feel the better for it. So why tell you all this? Because I want you to know something of the person who compliments you and treasures your friendship, and why. I don't question our "connection". You are here with me and I with you. No one else is posting here but many are reading. They seem to feel that it is "our" place and apparently respect it as such. I didn't tell anyone to stay away and I know you didn't either mon amie, so you see, like it or not, we've "connected". I like to use french as an accent to english because it is like handing you an occasional rose or other flora of your preference. I have no agenda. If I did, you would have known by now. It is my understanding that you are a married woman and a mother. I would never do anything to disrespect you or lead you to believe that I wished to somehow influence you to do something morally wrong, or at the very least, distasteful. As it is, I have no guilt, nor should you. If we have hurt someone, it is because of their own preconceived ideas of you and I and what we're "up to". I like you vey much Lori Rhoden. There is no one else that writes to me from the same chemistry lab. If it were not so, well, I've already said that enough times, so I know you catch my ...drift. Your uncanny sense References made Has me curious I listen, I read and I have studied many things, not to mention the many vagaries of a misspent youth. I don't care for novels, save one. Peter Beagle's "A Fine and Private Place", though I didn't like the ending, so I made up one of my own. Other than that, non-fiction is what surrounds me in a wide variety of colors. On its own, "alternative arts" is broad and varied, so mon amie, you'll have to be more specific. Don't be bashful now my dear friend, I'm very open. As far as my "uncanny sense", it only seems that way right now. Once you feel you've heard enough, you'll see that I'm actually pretty stupid and possess no intuitive powers at all. You'll then find me dull, drab, and kick me out into the street, bag and baggage. An old memory: Martini glass on rail car I always wondered… Wonder no more mon cher amie. My email is [email protected]. Write anytime. I'd be pleased to hear from you. How's that for a coincidence? If you only knew If I would have just said no Grief I’d avoided My dear friend, I, like you, could say as much and be very successful singing the blues. That's not what you or I were cut out to do. Your wit and charm wants far more than equal time. Don't let me make you think of things you can't change. Still the point remains If only you were Ida, Eyebrows not cocked If I were Ida...Now there's a concept I've never considered Lori Rhoden. Imagine the impact that would have on my wardrobe. Tell me more about those "cocked eyebrows", and make it good. All that head spinning I guess I made myself sick Or coincidence "Well you can't go home like that, here, drink this" (hands Lori a brandy Alexander). In my weakened state confines of format do chafe and weary my brain "Yes, one must stick to the script mon cher...feeling better"? my apologies so much more I want to say on another day. "I'll drop in to check on you mon cher". Dear Capo, I had a bizarre yet vivid dream in which you put in a cameo. ~L Dear Lori, For you, mon amie, that could be good or that can be bad. NightWing knew the score Entered through an open mind Out the rascals mouth From there to an ear Where he spoke his magic words Entering their mind And so it went on NightWing was growing stronger His voice loud and clear Masses came to hear NightWings' long-winded discourse And passed it on down Now NightWing is King Knowing all needed to know Sits upon his throne Then a woman came In colors with words of charm Begging the Kings' ear NightWings' days now end Paying homage to the Queen Who begged the Kings' ear Mon cher amie, I do wish for your heart to find peace. Au Revoir Here's to you and here's to me and should we ever disagree, here's to me! |
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Lori Grosser Rhoden Member Patricius
since 2009-10-10
Posts 10202Fair to middlin' of nowhere |
My heart has found peace In places where I left it When lost in the dark Burdens by wayside As I journey on awake I sense joy be near Far from out of woods From here I see a clearing And my home’s front door Dear Capo, The truth is a powerful thing to tell… It can fell trees in the forest of proclivity. ~L |
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Mr Martini Member Posts 366 Beneath The Line |
My heart has found peace In places where I left it When lost in the dark This is a profound thought mon amie, one that I can never assure myself of. Burdens by wayside As I journey on awake I sense joy be near Its always just around the corner from where you are. Just make a left at the light. Don't forget to signal or you might get rammed from behind. Far from out of woods From here I see a clearing And my home’s front door When in the woods, watch for wolves and gingerbread houses. Dear Capo, The truth is a powerful thing to tell… It can fell trees in the forest of proclivity. ~L You are so right mon cher Au Revoir Here's to you and here's to me and should we ever disagree, here's to me! |
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Lori Grosser Rhoden Member Patricius
since 2009-10-10
Posts 10202Fair to middlin' of nowhere |
NightWing rules the night With his Queen he does take flight with their souls in tow They escape life’s state into the Ethereal to whisper sweet words Until the dawn comes to bring them back home again with their souls in tow Dear Capo, Whispers are for when we listen with more than just our ears. ~L |
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Mr Martini Member Posts 366 Beneath The Line |
*~~* *~~~~~~* * *~~~~~~* *~~* "Whispers are for when we listen With more than just our ears" Whispers speak to the hearts Of those willing and wanting to hear Whispers like a gentile breeze, that once lifted Creases the brow as a lovers finger Whisper to me mon cher Things you've only thought before Whisper to me mon cher Things you've never said before Whisper to me mon cher Things you never meant to say Whisper to me mon cher That you regret not a word My dear Lori Rhoden, this tune is among my favorites. I used to set my turntable on '33' because I thought the music sounded more mellow. I heard it in your "whispers", so I had to "dig it up". https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=43iilseOga4 Au Revoir Here's to you and here's to me and should we ever disagree, here's to me! |
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DaysofView Member
since 2014-04-01
Posts 433Just A Slice Of The Pie |
hi. Is anyone here? I saw a lot of posts like the haiku post and was curious. Hope you have a nice xmas!  [This message has been edited by DaysofView (12-23-2015 02:18 AM).] |
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Mr Martini Member Posts 366 Beneath The Line |
Are you still enjoying your Scotch DaysofView? I do hope never to hear a similar tale from you. Billy Joe could do with a talking to as well, and I don't mind if you tell him I said so. You are his precious cargo and he yours. To blazes with the damn Christmas tree. Other than that my good woman, thank you for your visit. Here's to you and here's to me and should we ever disagree, here's to me! |
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Lori Grosser Rhoden Member Patricius
since 2009-10-10
Posts 10202Fair to middlin' of nowhere |
Heart full of whispers Waits to be listened to Hear my heart beating Whispers like a song That I carry in my head Hum a tune of you My sigh a whisper Saying hurry don’t be long Whispers I miss you Dear Capo, Murmurs in your sleep are secrets you can’t keep. ~L |
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latearrival Member Ascendant
since 2003-03-21
Posts 5499Florida |
Enjoyed this all the way through.It should be made into a book,so Readers could turn the pages.I chanced to do this back in 1999 with a person on a different site,who has since died. Unfair to him as I was twenty years older and we wrote as friends. We were also page friends and wrote to each other real notes and letters via e-mail. We wrote of family,life and the maddening world around us.I have a large ringed note book with poems,stories and world happenings up until his death in 2008.A lot of history is in that book. I was already a widowed old lady and he had liked some things I had written when his mother was dying.I keep finding sons who care. Best to you both and keep on writing.It is hard to reply in verse but we also did that in the beginning.jo |
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Mr Martini Member Posts 366 Beneath The Line |
You are most kind Madame. Your experiences were indeed, a pleasure to read. Many thanks for your welcome visit. Capo Here's to you and here's to me and should we ever disagree, here's to me! |
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Ticklefingers Senior Member Posts 710 Louisiana |
Martini...Just what's going on down here? Are you about to spring one of your evil traps on Miss Lori and Miss Jo? Better not! I have friends and I know how to use them!  Happy Hell-i-days Martini  She told me "play one for your supper Danny and maybe you'll get breakfast". |
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Mr Martini Member Posts 366 Beneath The Line |
Mr. Fingers, have you ever contorted yourself into the form of a pretzel? I could help you with that. Here's to you and here's to me and should we ever disagree, here's to me! [This message has been edited by Mr Martini (12-23-2015 09:56 PM).] |
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Mr Martini Member Posts 366 Beneath The Line |
My dear Lori Rhoden, you make it easy in the dark, to find the light. Hearing a silent sound To touch air and feel her skin Falling in linens Secrets from afar Dimly lit in distant thoughts Rest within my heart Waking without her A most harsh reality Penitence deserved Balanced on my Libra scale, time seems to measure what can never be again ... against all that is. Now I need to find how much the butchers thumb weighs. Au revoir mon cher Here's to you and here's to me and should we ever disagree, here's to me! |
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Lori Grosser Rhoden Member Patricius
since 2009-10-10
Posts 10202Fair to middlin' of nowhere |
Eve falls slowly but comes so early on now colored lights brighten cheerful thoughts fill me as I think of special one close but far away snow starts falling soft like a Christmas card outside I am sending you Dear Capo, Wishing you a warm and wonderful Holiday…Hoping no coal for you this year. |
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Mr Martini Member Posts 366 Beneath The Line |
Time purchased today Was of no value to me 'Til your smile reached out I could have done more I could have said more to you Still, your smile reached out I am not alone You bring a smile to many Save one for yourself ...and pretend it came from me Nigh on three short weeks Like three hundred years or more Time is my Master ...I, its humble slave Thinking well of you For your struggles in your time A double-edged sword ...honed to perfection My Dear Lori Rhoden, Are there any others like you at home mon amie? In your town? State? Country? World? Au revoir mon cher, au revoir...... Capo Here's to you and here's to me and should we ever disagree, here's to me! |
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Lori Grosser Rhoden Member Patricius
since 2009-10-10
Posts 10202Fair to middlin' of nowhere |
Where are my people? Are there none like me to see? In the asylum Have not found me yet I tend to look so normal I keep my mouth shut Crazy like a fox Joy in bringing you smiles No matter the miles It is Christmas Day There are goodies to be had Happiness to share Raise a glass to us and to all that is good in life in days to come. Cheers! Dearest Capo, I’m so delighted you wish to meet the ‘others’. Visiting hours are posted on the Asylum doors. |
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Mr Martini Member Posts 366 Beneath The Line |
Inconspicuous Stealthy blend of characters Keeps the joint open Personalities Many act like you and I Yet are different Looking for ourselves Each other hides in plain sight Not making a sound Smiles are silent talk Some sardonic and some not Yours is always warm Yes, a toast to us And to those who feel such hurt In this brave new world Mon cher Lori Rhoden, Your "Asylum" is something I would have related to some time ago. They never should have let me go. Of course at the time, they had no way of knowing what they had released upon the world. I, Quasimodo and you...my Esmerelda, who sooths my savage brow...even as the end is ever-nearing. Here's to you and here's to me and should we ever disagree, here's to me! |
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Lori Grosser Rhoden Member Patricius
since 2009-10-10
Posts 10202Fair to middlin' of nowhere |
Dear Quasimodo Your name seems to ring a bell Just call me Essy Our tastes are the same Craving not for caviar More for tuna fish Plain conversations than baloney piled so high we cannot swallow Entertain me now with all your wit and humor saving laughs for you Dear Capo, A giggle in the hand is worth two in the bush. |
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Mr Martini Member Posts 366 Beneath The Line |
Dear Quasimodo Your name seems to ring a bell Just call me Essy My dear Essy, yes the bells toll my lovely, and each peal takes you further from view as I fade into the netherworld. Our tastes are the same Craving not for caviar More for tuna fish This I know is true mon cher Lori Rhoden. It is the most attractive part of you I see and is a somewhat unusual experience for me. More than thought-provoking, it is endearing. Plain conversations than baloney piled so high we cannot swallow Of this I have no doubt mon cher. Entertain me now with all your wit and humor saving laughs for you It brings me great pleasure to do this if I can by any means mon amie, great pleasure indeed. Dear Capo, A giggle in the hand is worth two in the bush. My Dear Lori Rhoden, Those in your company that hear such a "giggle" are fortunate souls for certain. I would take liberties to a much greater extent and say your "giggle in the hand" is priceless far beyond the confines of a bush. Now then mon cher, I will be leaving Pip for awhile. For how long, I do not know. You do however, know where I am and I will always be with you in that place within a place. Your presence has been a great joy to me here and there. When I return mon amie, this is where I will look for you. Beaucoup d'amour mon cher Lori Rhoden, beaucoup d'amour, Capo Here's to you and here's to me and should we ever disagree, here's to me! |
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Ticklefingers Senior Member Posts 710 Louisiana |
Martini, I'll miss your stealthy somebody around here. Like everybody that leaves somewhere knowing they left something in their wake, you'll be in for a peek now and then. You've nothing that important to do. Okay, I'm an 'eavesdropper' bordering on a 'voyeur'...so sue me, or in your philandering lingo, 'Sue me'. Don't shoot Martini, I'm just the piano player! See ya around pally. Don't make it long. She told me "play one for your supper Danny and maybe you'll get breakfast". |
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Lori Grosser Rhoden Member Patricius
since 2009-10-10
Posts 10202Fair to middlin' of nowhere |
Oh where can you be Mysterious Martini a cemetery? In a morgue perhaps chilling and writing memoirs Hanging out with friends Just lurking about stalking around here and there disturbing the peace Ida’s Netflix and chill Dressed in your new birthday suit just for the New Year Just where can you be on this your flight of fancy Are you missing me? Dear Capo, Absence makes the heart grow fonder… |
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DaysofView Member
since 2014-04-01
Posts 433Just A Slice Of The Pie |
I think TF thinks he's dead. Who would know? It was just a thought which made them run. It was just an act that killed them. |
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Lori Grosser Rhoden Member Patricius
since 2009-10-10
Posts 10202Fair to middlin' of nowhere |
the coroner |
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JerryPat2 Member Laureate
since 2011-02-06
Posts 16975South Louisiana |
badass attitude I see Lori has got hers' it must be catching ~ If they give you ruled paper, write sideways. ~ |
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Ticklefingers Senior Member Posts 710 Louisiana |
He's dead I tell you. He was born dead, lived dead and he's always going to be dead. Study this Miss View because there will be a quiz in the morning! 88 questions, one theme. If you call the coroner, I'll consider that a 'cheat'! She told me "play one for your supper Danny and maybe you'll get breakfast". |
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DaysofView Member
since 2014-04-01
Posts 433Just A Slice Of The Pie |
What morning TF? I don't like tests can't you just tell me? I won't tell anyone I just wanna know. You and everybody talk about him being dead and he 's not here to defend himself. It was just a thought which made them run. It was just an act that killed them. |
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Lori Grosser Rhoden Member Patricius
since 2009-10-10
Posts 10202Fair to middlin' of nowhere |
Daysof View, I'm pretty sure he isn't dead, I think he is just on vacation or something. Please remain calm. Tf is just a silly rascal having a little fun at Martini's expense, hoping to provoke a response. ~L |
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DaysofView Member
since 2014-04-01
Posts 433Just A Slice Of The Pie |
thank you lori. I feel better listening to you. What a mean thing TF says to say about someone! It just feels bad when you like somebody and then TF says he's dead! It was just a thought which made them run. It was just an act that killed them. |
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Lori Grosser Rhoden Member Patricius
since 2009-10-10
Posts 10202Fair to middlin' of nowhere |
Days, I think Tf was speaking metaphorically about Martini being dead. None the less we have amassed our wet noodles and the flogging begins at dawn. ~L |
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Mr Martini Member Posts 366 Beneath The Line |
"Look what they've done to my poem Ma, Look what they've done to my poem, Well its the only thing that I could do half-right and its turning out all wrong Ma, Look what they've done to my poem" Thanks to my adored Melanie Safka: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=tnVKGgPpETs Mr. Fingers has had it right all along. I am. Au revoir Here's to you and here's to me and should we ever disagree, here's to me! |
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