LOL hahahahaha sooo true too

Hugs you both, please talk to each other, its Christmas eve. Sending you each a cup of cocoa and leaving the room so you two can talk.

Thank you mirrormirro, sending you a warm hug and a cup of cocoa How is your night going?

and oh yeah, I took a childrens writing course but decided at the end of it i wanted to write for adults, not children, I discovered I had a knack for it. smiles

I have taken two creative writing classes and two poetry classes. I have taught a class and hope to teach another. My take on the poetry class or creative writing class thing is, just have fun, socialize, be wild in your writings, just loosen up, experiment all you want. It will help loosen your writing tongue and you never know what you will discover about yourself, you may discover, you have writtne haiku all your life, but your darn good at writing sonnets too. smiles. Its all about fun.

Pushing

Sifting through a sensation
A feeling of elation
Was not my plan tonight
But some times
A mystery
Can play more than a part
When the heart takes flight

I’m not in love
He knows this
Touch me
Touch you
Never a true sense
Of what you want
So why do you stumble here
Into the parlor where the ladies knelt
And the gentlemen spent their lies?

Every curtain has a moment of clarity
Behind them,
If you care to push them aside
And see the way you ride
Your own dragon

Why chase my dreams
They were exactly as they seemed
In moments of fear
Or moments of hate?

So if I should entwine your memory
Around my needs of light,
Should you break my heart now
So we can end this fight,
Or shall I kneel again for you
Kiss your feet
Beg some love from you.

I quit chasing rainbows long ago
Pots of gold
Are not for poor little girls
So I gather up my empty pearls
Swing them over my head
Like a weapon of choice
And wade
Through the vast expanse
Of hours and rivers of tears
Untold,
I am not unsung of
But I am undone
Within a moment of silence
And a moment of fierce needs,
So speak,
Don’t speak,
We will live
Or we will not
With the violent streak
You say I gave you

We tell lies
You and I
Secrets
Truth
Hidden much too well
Inside your smile

If I ever ran away
I would not hear the beating of your wings
And if I had a chance to grow old
Would you ever know
How I once danced with angels
And rid the wind
But feared the height?

By Veronica Garcia 12-12-08
From The Pathos Collection

Nope, never, just tickling you! giggles

Thanks polaritybear, hey, you haven't readded me as your friend yet, that's it! I'm going to your page right now and adding you, if you don't except I'm gonna, well I don't know what I'm gonna do, but I know one thing, I'm gonna add you, giggles

I finally finished my poetry books. A back to Back collection of poetry. The first is called, 'The Pathos Collection' the second is called, 'A Naked Dream Exposed'. I feel so good right now, I looked up to my hearts heaven and said when I finished placing them together, "Mama, I did it." I hug you all right now.

I finally finished my poetry books. A back to Back collection of poetry. The first is called, 'The Pathos Collection' the second is called, 'A Naked Dream Exposed'. I feel so good right now, I looked up to my hearts heaven and said when I finished placing them together, "Mama, I did it." I hug you all right now.

Kidney Theives-Before I'm Dead

This is very true, I agree on this point, you are such a fluid writer. I admire your attitude, very cool. I understand what you mean by methodology, one day I will tell you the story about a man I helped to write a poem for his dying wife. As for now, I think I am too raw today and it is late, my thoughts are not so organized. You rock Jess.

Wowzers!

Little Women

Marcilino Pan e Vino

The Bell's of Saint Mary's

Took care of him when he was sick on thanksgiving day. Of course the awesome sex made him feel good too that day. LOL

Because too many people in my family used to be alcoholics. And I don't drink because it either.

NO

hehehteeeeehheee, hahahaha, your too funny, hahahaha