Ha.Good guess, but the middle letter "a" is the only one you got right, and that letter shifts one space to the left.

Well, the censors got me on one word, but it should be pretty easy to figure it out. G.

I met an Army gal in Baghdad.
She had a baseball ***:
It was darned near perfect.
Her smile followed it like a shy sister,
Pretty, demur, and sweet
but with only partial interest,
like taking one down the middle
with a 3-oh count.
Her *** took the pressure off
and let her smile be itself.

Nice! Anyone who has children will do just as I did on reading this: follow intently your initial descriptions and then LAUGH at the end. I really enjoyed this. (and thanks for the ocmment on my sonnet).
G.

This little gem evokes so much emotion. It is the most sensuous thing I've read in a long time. The very best poetry says the most when it says the least, and you've done that. G.

Love without its inevitable heartbreak?
It would be a ladder without a rung,
A cloud without a sky,
A song that�s never sung,
And a parting with no Goodbye.

It would be a hill that can�t be climbed
A chair with one leg gone,
A verse that can�t be rhymed,
And a song that�s never sung.

It would be a porch without a stair,
A kite without a string,
A lung without its air,
And seemingly everything

Contrary to all that is
To do with hers and his.

Thanks everyone. That means a great deal to me. G.

Oddly enough, I wrote this on 6 Jun 2007 in Baghdad of all places, which may explain the title.

May you at once
Be forever on the brink
And just beyond.

May the first ripple
Come always from you
and not the wand.

May two hearts
Never be one and thereby
Deny you yours.

And may windows open
To hold you
Instead of doors.

May tomorrow
Be content in your past
For today's sake,

And may the prayers
Be silent that you choose
To wish and then break.

What's up with this? 18 people have viewed this lovely, thoughtful, and emotional poem, and there is not one peep of a comment? Where do I start? With the brilliantly unusual use of the word "very?" That is so cool, and the white imagery gives a great visual aspect to this. I found countless things in here that I like so very much.

Heck, I'm retired now and ready for many actual walkabouts, and you write a fictive one describing your long journey to where you are now, making me envious! Great job...again.

Have a good night.
G.

Honey, you may be a simple person, but you write some amazing poetic verse...or is that your muse talking? Only kidding. Keep it up. I always get on the forum and look first for your posts.
G.

I read this through carefully five times, and it seems to me the key is found in the following lines:

What may seem crazy makes perfect sense to me, and if I ignored it, I would be
A doe in a field
I am a doe in a field, and the target is there

I have to say you present some challenging but breathtaking verse when you write things like this. Thanks.
G.

Thanks Old Hipster!

Deep thought processes? ...as all good poetry should, right?

Nice, Little Lambkin!

You harbor your doubts like the ancient port of Calais.
They wither and harden with age.
They creak and groan under the swelling tide
as the mooring ropes fade in the sun.

I yearn for open water and following winds
as time passes and my rudder decays.
Damn this age of computerized chrome
with all its suspicions that block my passage.

Free your doubts and unfurl your soul.
Take of me as you give to me
Grasp firmly the wheel
and go to sea.

Any "honey" you get just because of your "money" won't be worth the bee stings that inevitably will follow.

Dude, keeping it brief as you have done is a good thing in my opinion. Your photos show you with your cat, which is good detail. I see no problems with your profile. You are looking at a narrow niche of women (good figure, glasses, love nerds). The only suggestion I'd have is to add another couple of photos...they speak thousands of words. Good luck. G.

GiGi, I messaged my suggestions to you.
G.

Anny, that is pretty SWEET. Such a wonderful surprise ending that puts me in awe of your thought process.

Neat!

The debate about this could stretch longer than all the roadways in America, but boiling it down to the basics:

1. Such "Orwellian" devices, which they are, do indeed infringe on our privacy...but...
2. Until we get the irresponsible, life-threatening, and idiotic jerks who drive like maniacs to become responsible and safe, such devices may have justification.

As with all things: Freedom DEMANDS Responsibility.

My Two Cents,
G.