Yup, I would agree with the new woman is checking his text messeges, and I bet you might get a nasty text if you keep on texting. This happened to me as well, recently. I got a text back saying, I don't know who you are, my name is xxx, quit texting me.

Bump back, giggles

Thank you very much PDA, I will do that, but it would seem I will have to post an entire new challenge to do so, I cannot edit my original post, there is no edit in it, smiles, perhaps when I return with a challenge, it will be more fun, may your days be blessed all who came here, smiles v

When I said real poets, I did not mean it like it sounded, what I meant was, I did not want flaming or negative posts, like cruel referances to other peoples works, we are all poets in one way or another, we are all creative in one or another, I meant to invite all, I suppose I should rephrase it than, hmmm, suggestions would be good, perhaps you can help me, will you please help me reword it?

Wow! That is awesome! Waaaaay Awesome! Thank you for doing the challenge. smiles v

Hysteria-Def Lepard

Cute poem, I liked it, smiles

Beauty and the Beast

The Day is fraught with tangible realities,
But who wants to live in realities tangible
When the night holds more promise
And hides our true intentions like dark animals
Who cling to the underground vision,
Of who and what we really wanted to be.

If only for a moment
If only we could let go of our starch white coat of day
And never conform by forming ourselves again and again
In the midst of nights image,
If you could let yourself fall
Like stars white hot with inspirations
On the bed
On the floor
On the streets of loss
On the dream of Eros or Psyche
Or even Loki
What would your mask look like?
Would it still cling to the last ray of innocence you treasure?
Or would it pale itself to the moon
And stretch like the shadow
As the mystery of your soul does
Like licking the beast
Who longs to know you?
Like you know taste,
Touch,
Feel,
The aching hour
Where the will kneels
To the last drop of summers succulent essence,
Will you dance again
Dream again,
Form again,
Like the mercury on the inside of your heart,
The tongue
That gauges
Where your true emersion
Burned into the last bridges of your being.?

As a vampire and teen book fanatic, I look forward to the movie. It looks fun, I agree that it looks like a made for tv kind of thing though, something about the color of it, all gray and blue and stuff. However, I think it will be cool. Personally I am waiting for the next Harry Potter movie and aslo I am looking forward to the coming out of Wall-e, giggles

ANyone wanna build something, got the plans right here?

Oh I see, from what protects me to what keeps me, nice job, very interesting. smiles

Hey I came up with a wild idea last night, of where all the people come from who feel they are reincarnated, we were all children of the guy who was condemded to walk the earth for enternity for hitting jesus, so that is why we are always reborn, does it make sense, makes sense to me. just a thought. grins wickedly

Wow! Welldone. Nice way to end it too, with the actual phrase, I like your title too, Room of my world. Powerful too. smiles, good morning

thank you, giggles, you made my day, bye now, off to drink coffee, lots of coffee,lol

her pic says, I wonder what the rest of that guy above me looks like, giggles

by day is a mild mannered cat lady, by night a feral crime fighting angel in love with a garfield, hey this could make a great comic book.

I'm listening to my cheap MP3 player, my radio just gave out, LOL hahaha, not kidding either, lol haahaha, I need coffee, lots of coffee!

Welcome, come on in, may I measure your brain, I mean head, I mean, never mind, oh yes, Good Morning, Happy sunday, excuse me for a moment, Egore! I told you to feed him, he is getting angry again! sorry about that, may I interest you in some baklava?

Happy Sunday to you too! huggles snuggles from the ufo capital! hugs and snugs to all!

Rooms of the World-my challenge piece

Glass shattered my expectations

in these rooms of the world I reside in

when I did something to exert my mind

past the vast expanses

of the other month

on the line I had eight hours

that would soon turn winter

into ashes

for it is like a focused locust

like being out at nightclubs for three days

and than looking up at the skies

wondering where my days, life, love for myself went,

and then he called me

and the way water issues forth aliveness in your center

it was like I was born again without the birth,

as if my heart were saying, "Demand a Miracle!"

so that I could wash my stones away

to show the truth I brought back from Hades,

so that no jaded hate remained beneath my soul,

Go ask Alice, she knows all about that,

my sick burning veins screamed in unison,

perfect and sinful Alice,

soothing sleep in my stumbling pathos,

"Read my whole body." I had said so many times,

like a lantern without the pressure to shine,

there goes the fulcrum of my mind

resuming for him the game,

the name of desperate needs,

for the sound of love from his voice.

Nica Bane 11/16/08