Shoeless Carole

Astrology and medicine combined bring us a doctor who can ... for the foreseeable future!
Don't forget to write the good write, Ta muchly, Nick.

Heh - hello you! Starting to wonder what'd happened to you!

:) glad you like it, I loved writing it, am considering writing a few more I liked it that much :D

Hope to see you real soon, lovely xx

Awww, well thank you darlin. I just HAD to write something about the place. And yeh - agree re the communication, but it's the actual punters who communicate, and they ARE different in many ways to a lot of the rest of society. That's one of the reasons I go as often as I can - to plug into that branch of humanity that holds the same beliefs, attitudes, values, morality even, as me. It's a place of peace, love, and unity...not something based on commercial gain, or hierarchy, or arbitrary illogical and dangerous laws...and we LOVE IT! :D

Hello lovely - aye, well you know the magic of Beat-Herder anyway doncha? Shame you weren't there this year - truly magnificent it was.

Most paths we take lead absolutely nowhere. There are worse places to end up than the Tudor beer garden, in my experience anyway - Mordor for one LOL x

Beware false prophets eh? LOl - I never factored the Tudor beer garden into it, but then why ever not? Finding the Tudor was a pretty defining moment for me. Hope to see you there on Thursday and I won't be asking you to read ;)x

Mornin chuck

Re cycle haiku - there's a question mark because although we've got to the end of the poem, we haven't got to the end of the cycle. It questions the notion of being complete, because the cycle cannot be so :)

You weirdo, having a clean teen bedroom ;p

ah - dylan Thomas - I see - you're way ahead of me there. Seriously - I've nothing against the Welsh - just a bit of a laugh :D
and churches - I'm not mad keen, but pretty ones like Cartmel Priory are a revelaton. I much prefer old mosques & minarets for some indefinable reason - I dont really know why, as I have no particular like or dislike of islam

Ahh - Dear Old Dicky - not an actor, of course, but an actorrrr!
I can t take it seriously (sorry) puts me too much in mind of the tellings by William J. MacGoonigal (fast fwd to 2.00 )
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=etSGpgXyrPg

Thanks for commenting on my prostitute poem.

Thanks darlin :)

hi carole. thanks for your comments on my stuff.
I have just read your poem for Joshua. A very beautiful, powerful poem ( i had the goosebumps)
i find reflections of my old emotions
in the words of other men
and so sing with them
I know this emotion in your words. Tremendously sad, but so well expressed xx

Ello lovely :)

Thank you re moura encantada. Yes, it does sound very songlike doesn't it? Kinda in keeping with the mouras themselves and their siren songs :)

Oh, and I had to google quite a lot too ;)

Ah, he has added it to the list now!

Hi Carole. Have you not tagged your excellent space poem with "Space"? As I cannot see it in Paul's list for voting. All the Best, Lynn x

I know! So sad... I was trying to post and inadvertently deleted everything because I am on my cell phone! Ughhh! I am without Internet at the moment, so I will re-post later when I go to the library.

Thank you Carole, for checking out my attempt at a Fibonacci poem...
Yes, they are fun to write... sometimes the syllable count depends on how you pronounce a word too - enough to drive you mad! I wrote one for you too - not sure if it's comedic, but it's on the blog of my 'Passionate Fib'... x

Thank you for your comment, Shoeless. That 4am feeling. Reading your first poem there I am amazed at how well you express the loss, how articulate you are about grief. I was just reading Stefan's blog entry, and you sum up something he may be reaching for in 'watch me split like prismatic light'. Sleep easy tonight.

'lo love - you weren't being critical in a negative way though were you? I did ask for constructive comments, and your suggestion worked REALLY well - when I read it back it just worked brilliantly! So thank you again lil witch :)

Haven't got a clue how to set up my own blog Carole. You aren't the first person to suggest I should write short stories though. I'm not sure if I could give much attention to a personal blog though - what I love about WOL is the community feel - the camaraderie, the banter, the feedback. Would that be diluted if I started posting elsewhere - I'm not sure. I'll have to do some research on where people blog and what they get out of it. Maybe that's something I'll think about in the New Year. Hope to see you around before then.
Isobel x

Carole, not only is the tweed refurbished ... but Ive taken care to have my danglements and attached appendage re mastered . Looking forward, as always to our meeting.


Many Thanks once more


Gusxx

I wish! I'm not quite sure where the last few hours went...oops.

Well that's very nice dear, but I play Scrabble to WIN! So you can make your pretty patterns, and I'll just...win :) By a ridiculous amount. ;)

Yeh I know what it referred to, durr ;p *whoosh* what was that? It was the sound of a joke going over your head hehe ;p

I DO have a competitive spirit, although I don't expect to win on here. Pool, yes, and god help you at Scrabble quite frankly cos I'm a monster at that ;D

Win? What is this winning that you speak of?

Hey - I've never had absinthe yer know. Not sure I should, given my appetites! :D

Thanks Carole - you are probably right. I dug some out that I'd written in my 20s the other day and they weren't bad - the ideas at any rate. My problem is time - poems are more immediate and I'm lazy - and then it's not so easy to publish them anywhere. All excuses for not getting my finger out. I'll give it some thought. x

Empty Space - thank-you.
;)
xxx

Your haiku efforts were excellent and very well received. I think I'm coming to your conclusion that less is sometimes more.

Thank you so much Carole for your comments particular with regard to the subject matter.

To the many of us who are or who have been pet owners the death of an old family pet is more heartbreaking than we could ever have imagined the loss irreplaceable.

In remembrance special moments are poignant such as a family gathering in the garden late at night the air giddy with sausage and burger and where the moon and stars were just a jump away.

I've no idea what happens to us after we die and whether we totally cease to exist. Up to a point I would agree with you that we lose our identity when we die. We do live on in the legacy we leave though - the memories, the love. Some people also manage to make a huge difference to other people's lives - a physical legacy I suppose.
I was just thinking how sad it would be to be washed up faceless from a river - a bit like the unknown soldier - for no-one to know and be able to take care of you. This is a bit of a morbid subject isn't it? Sorry if any it has been painful. I was inspired by earlier things I saw on WOL - that's the way it seems to work on here.
Hope to see you at the Tudor maybe.