Living with Ourselves

@Sophia my god are you still awake

@Sophia1 If you are dont for get my crooked big fingers cant type as fast as you T mb 1

@tonys

I wrote a long reply earlier on here in response to your poem.

I was very touched by the fact that you thought of my son and my pain.

No improvement; no good news sadly..

I try to console myself with the fact that he is away from the dreadful psychiatrist at the public hospital..

He is on his journey in his way.

No judgement or criticism just thoughts and messages of love in my mind sent through earth’s energy..

Trust in him living his life. I try not to think past that..

Will write to you tomorrow what I didn’t finish..

Rest up.. Have a rest from sane tonight..focus on the honourable words and acceptance that you have received for your creative work. You have a gift

Sophia1

Yes mad isn’t it @tonys

I need to try and get some sleep

Have left you a message

What was it you said to me separate the fish bones from the fish..

I have silently

Night night

@Sophia1 oh darn,

I closed my hand on a shooting star

I'm just to old and your way too far

may we grow on the love you show,

for give the stones

for not they know

for in their stones themselves they show

love left for wreckage they'll just never know

the medals and scalps blood trails on snow

wolves in white cloth with the eyes of the crow

Well thats the fastest ive ever had to whip something up.

Basic I don't want to cook you brain trying to extract my words and my deep gratitude

to you. You are a defender of the weak from the alphas. I'm not sure this is the case here but then you could always see things coming before me' and I wish I listened to you last time.

After the well intentioned message I sent to this chap last time, 'you'll probly find it' I was taken by surprise.

An attempt by a friend of a friend to provoke a reaction. couldnt be could it'

any way we will know for sure . either he will go to the thread I suggested, read what was written by someone with qualifications. and it will end with a smile and a hand shake, or he he just wont, and you were right, . . . again

but yes, another good day tarnished. hurts.

I think I might pop a cork and write a better poem than the freight train above.

Hope to hear from you.. thankyou for watching my back always. You sit at the head of my table..... and are the wings on my shoulders. big big hugs. hopefully a good old catch up tomorrow. tonys moon base 1

@Sophia1 your incredible mate. the best I could do was whip you up a quick pina colada poem. then I found this and looked at the hour. Talk as soon as pos when you are well rested.

tonys m b 1 what the heck more big hugs

Hey @tonys I had a giggle at your reply - if you knew our class you would not need to be on your best behaviour LOL My kids are full of energy and can be quite 'naughty' ...but in a really fun, cute, amusing way. I love their energy and also their cheekiness - they are never actually naughty ...just kids being kids.

Here's a little sunshine for‌ you... ‌

@tonys Hey tonys. Thank you for your response. I am glad to hear that you write outside of the forum. I like what you write and I am interested in reading your work. My apologies if I was critical. I find your writing fascinating.

Kind Regards

Wordman

@Sophia1 Hay Sophia1. My apologies if I came across as critical. That was not my intention. I believe the forum is a great opportunity to create and express oneself. You are right, acceptance, love and caring is exactly what needs to spread amongst the forum members. I will focus on that in the future. I am not religious. Far from it. Nothing has upset me. Thank you for pointing out my fallacies. I will be more sensitive and understanding. Spread the love.

Kind Regards

Wordman

Hello my lovely @Sophia1 and hi to you @wordman . So sorry to put you on one letter. but Its market day and They did not wake me, and I'm the main attraction. Any way the girls sold out, and we got orders for more, Maybe I Intimidate the customers, fish bones hey Sophia.

So I'm chasing a fat sausage around the fry pan in my jocks and my beloved book keeper is typing. She wants a poem for her friend back in Europe, He play piano.

Milking the moon from her eyes.

So sweetly the tears that she cries

slow again

She leaves and then

Never knowing when

Dance floors lay bare Neath her skies.

Warmed to the glide of my hands

So soft were her curves so well planed

gathered curls

scattered pearls

spot lights on stages devoid of show girls

Dancing on green eyed waste lands . . . t mb 1

Ok lets eat and I'll finish that later and send it to you one day when your raining Sophia.

@wordman thankyou for you being mature. Did you read Owlunars poetry ? please let Sophia know , . The construction in it, is so precise it shattered all my windows. That is a professional writer. and a good place for you perhaps to unwind and enjoy.

I hope you know that it is not my job here to be entertaining to people. I, like you have vacant rooms that need airing and a popped paper bag can startle my hoarse.

Paper bags come in packs of 50 and my peaceful days would like to be spared, bag 49.

There are thousand of folks on these forums to thrall you far better than I, and I wish only to

be seen by a few at this time after recent events known only to sane forums.

I do wish you all the very best. You are well advanced in your healing, so I do hope you will be kind enough to give me the space I need.

@Zoe7 Hey there teacher. Thanks for your lovely kite and first chance I get I want to make me laugh with class room tales. I'll make a fresh pot for the stove.

@Sophia1 Well the words I want to share with you my friend, Thats just for us later.

bless you all tonys moon base one.