once is sad; twice is pathetic

Posted by: ann on: 16 November 2007

• In: poetry | thoughts
• 27 Comments

Yes, that’s how many times I have lost this post.   Don’t even ask.   The original post was written on Monday and misplaced a few hours later.   The second attempt was speedily rewritten later that night and saved successfully; hooray I thought, sorted!  

Wednesday evening I thought I’d enhance it a little and edit a bit here and a bit there.    What a shame that I’d  bothered, because that too disappeared, vanished, evaporated in a puff of imaginary smoke.   HUH!

Still I shall not be beaten, but I shall not repeat myself  because maybe there was a subliminal message to all this madness.   Maybe I was not meant to say what I was gonna say so, instead of deep profound thoughts on responsibility, compromise, conscience, choice, freedom and freewill, which had been spurred on by your far more interesting and insightful comments on my post A Bridge in Time than the actual post itself, I shall say nothing more on those subjects… my lips is zipped and I shall move on with a hotch potch of a post instead.

Thank you for those comments anyway and thank you for the lovely comments on my stab at writing verse… I value your criticism too.   I know many of you never saw my foray into poetry before because it was kinda hidden away in it’s own little place.   I accept I’m just a wannabe, but I do enjoy trying.  Here’s another little silly taster.

It may kill me, but…

go on
surprise me!
I know, I know
it won’t be a surprise if I know
but
I won’t
I won’t know
if
or when you do surprise me
of course
I could have a heart attack or
I could slip and break my back or
I could get giddy and sick and
 need an analgesic or
I could catch a fever or the grippe or
I could hurt and bite my lip or
I could even have a fit and
 need an ataractic
and…
and…
and…
how tragic if
in the rush
I flush and blush
and turn to mush
and…
and…
and…
if after all
I fall
if…
if…
if…
or when
you surprise me
and…
and…
and…

… call

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Almost last, but not least, as once was my custom I shall end this week with new piccies of Boaz and Moriah.   Only a couple of weeks to go and I’ll be in Israel again celebrating Chanukah with them.  

 

… and finally some puddle making, toe curling eye candy for the v-vixens… mmmm one of my ab fab fav pics of all time; those curls, that face, those shoulders, arms, wrists, hands, fingers, his thighs and knees… have I left anything out?  I’m sure you’ll tell me if I have 😆

 

Hope you and yours all have an ab fab brill weekend and Shabbat Shalom… my offspring and their s/o’s are coming for Shabbat and staying so you can guess what’s keeping me out of trouble today