[Soaring Feather]

That's a lot of work for one meal-changing the dishes 4 times!

That will not happen in my house.

One paper plate is all one gets. LOL

[Soaring Feather]

[starbase]

I know what you mean. It seems obsessive. Many moons ago I went to France and met different groups of French in different settings. It always seemed to take FOREVER to eat. I guess that's the strategy, they wait for "the 20 minutes or so" for your stomach to trigger it's not hungry, then you stop eating the carefully crafted, delicious food that you're nibbling on in small portions.

This German girl I knew at the time and I concurred, the French eating style also meant you always felt like you were STARVING!

[WayzataJOHNN]

At a discussion on mental health at work today, some of the folks were trying to define the expression 'repression' As in repressed emotion or wants. It got me thinking, and this is the result. How would you all define it (in a poem of course!)


Behind the Veil of Polite Madness

Silent screams of battles fought in a hidden mind,
and even the quiet eyes speak not of what’s within,
and no one really knows the true fury set loose again,
for nothing can make ripples in the exterior they find.

Right rages with wild wrongs in that old song,
and bright are the flashing of the mental swordplay,
as dreams and desires are forged or held at bay,
entwining until its hard to say which is which or wrong.

Caged by conventions and the expectations of others,
the savage heart rails at unions of flux and stasis strange,
longing for the veldt or humbling mountains to range,
to run until the soul is cleansed of things that smother.

Howl in rage behind the silent mask of civilized man,
burning in chains of fire and ice scaring the psyche,
hollowing out the world hidden beyond what they see,
to the rolling drums of a heartbeat only forever can ban.
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