Dimensional Door - Freeople Thread 30

December 31, 2006 | Me

[derllak]

Nully, you always come out on top. :)

[restornu]

To think all those ?? at one time was an innocent babies...

[Lady Jag]

 

 

Laugh Lines and Wrinkles

This path I walk I devoid of all That I can feel I am planted in a surreal battlefield Of life Were I am Juxtaposed between My past and present I wish that I was twenty two When I was still on top of the world Running myself To success And happiness But now I pay the fair For my life That is a struggle To get past the mark Of each year For which My only consolation is That it will Never come This easy again Adam Caldwell

 

[Lady Jag]

That's right! It's Null!

[derllak]

Dang, how depressing. Adam needs an enema. I won't go down without a fight!

[Soaring Feather]

Though we eat little flesh and drink no wine,

Yet let's be merry; we'll have tea and toast;

Custards for supper, and an endless host

Of syllabubs and jellies and mince-pies,

And other such lady-like luxuries.


Percy Bysshe Shelley

[Lady Jag]

Will you be Fleet about it?

[Lady Jag]

Dust of Snow

The way a crow Shook down on me The dust of snow From a hemlock tree Has given my heart A change of mood And saved some part Of a day I had rued. Robert Frost

[Soaring Feather]

A Bird Came Down
by Emily Dickinson

A bird came down the walk:
He did not know I saw;
He bit an angle-worm in halves
And ate the fellow, raw.

And then he drank a dew
From a convenient grass,
And then hopped sidewise to the wall
To let a beetle pass.

He glanced with rapid eyes
That hurried all abroad,--
They looked like frightened beads, I thought;
He stirred his velvet head

Like one in danger; cautious,
I offered him a crumb,
And he unrolled his feathers
And rowed him softer home

Than oars divide the ocean,
Too silver for a seam,
Or butterflies, off banks of noon,
Leap, splashless, as they swim.

[Soaring Feather]

Night, night, Peeps!

[Borax Queen]

Hi Pippin! Good evening :)
Sheesh, I missed that you were somebody else.
Clearly Darks or Sharky's fault.

[Lady Jag]

A Bird Came Down . . . I haven't read that in decades! Thank you!

[Lady Jag]

[Lakeshark]

I can't for the life of me follow this thread.

Oh the irony.........

:-)

[Lakeshark]

Please to read post 2803.

[Lakeshark]

Who is this guy Adam?

Is he related to Puddleglum?

[Lakeshark]

I won't go down without a fight!

"The statistics on dying are very impressive"......Mark Twain

[derllak]

Whaaaa? I was hoping you could translate LJ's post about being "fleet" but you don't make any sense either. I swear, you're all klingons!

[Lady Jag]

Who is Puddleglum?

I don't know who Adam is and we haven't heard from her since she threatened Adam with an enema.

[derllak]

Adam Caldwell - the guy who wrote the depressing poem about getting old and weak and senile. Remember now? You're worse than I am, Lady J!