I am tripping more than you are. Battling razzberries

[SadLuckDame]

"Catfish, I get so comfortable about where you are."
All said whilst she armed her makeshift wood bow with a cattail for her arrow, was her way to imagine it, an arrow.

"Oh and where am I?" sighs our catfish friend.

"You're here."
And she broke the cattail puff across her heart,
saying to him when she collapsed in her heap,
"This is when you should catch me."

He leaned over her curve, "Dinner is at almost four o'clock. Shall I expect you there in your behaviors..."

How well she could fashion a spoon, arranging this, there was her delighted giggle...

"I can't wait for it."
To make mention, she did look rather hungry.

[the mingo]

We found a way...

I think we did at that it's only gonna drive us deliciously crazy, ya know.
Bottle of hots and cattail puff & all ...

Got somethin' for ya, not my poem but from the love-wracked heart of a Japanese woman of the courts of Imperial Japan about a thousand years ago but it rings right true ...

Even if I now saw you
only once,
I would long for you
through worlds,
worlds.

Izumi Shikibu

...Katniss has found Peeta... what a story o what a story! like I said the way I said it in my letter but can't be as forthright here - glad you bugged me about this...I have not enjoyed a story so much since I read the Masters of Solitude back in the late '70's ...

as for heat - you are like me - you know the sap is rising in the trees -
you can feel it ...

'Nite, Doll...

[SadLuckDame]

I'd rather be deliciously crazy of the so-called unattainable than to be without any of this suches.

I wouldn't miss it for most things, you knows it.

Even if I now saw you
only once,
I would long for you
through worlds,
worlds.


Izumi Shikibu

Yes. That is it, isn't it.
I know.

Sorry I've been away for a bit, had to catch ya up on the other side and I've had company this week. That house full of women.
It's been a lot of sadness mixed with loves and how much I love my friends. Very much.

[SadLuckDame]

I stand as a figure eight.
I stand as a figure in the sand,
the late date but, great eight
figure to stand.
Yes.

I stand next to you.
ppp

[SadLuckDame]

Promised To Me

Come here
into my tapestry,
into my woven bed of foxy sash
and burlap. Relax with me.
What do I know
of our embroidery and the taste
you have on your mouth.
If it's me, I wouldn't know,
just so you could tell me.

[SadLuckDame]

Have. Have. Have.

"A lot of people have it."

"Have what?", asked he.

"Have a bird on them."

[SadLuckDame]

She fested up,
"I give! I give!"

What a little smooch.

[SadLuckDame]

What We Can Assume
Under A Cheshire Cat Smile Moon

Her shoulders were like
two white pelicans
hunting in the moonlight.

Then she said to me, "I'll keep you."

[SadLuckDame]

Peckered

I went to the movies
and he sat up there on the big screen.
All I could do was blush, then blush.

[SadLuckDame]

Riding Around In Mr. Rogers Trolly

"I'm gonna be Queen,
you'll be the King
and this is our kingdom to be believing in
our make-believing in."

[the mingo]

Wow I mean Whew!
i mean, ya know, yeah, that
and

[SadLuckDame]

Thanks, mingo.
Thanks too, Jack.
What does it matters, do what you want.
I do as I please. All the time.

[SadLuckDame]

Veruschka and her collaboration with photographer Holger Trüzsch on a series of photographs called Oxydationen.

~But, I thought of Peeta.



I think we're always friends, Jack.
I'm not about to get into any conflict, not gonna change your beliefs, I'm just typing. But, I am gonna stick to my little stitch here in the world of studio eight. A lot of angry people I don't wanna anger.

Anyway, driving down the road and I tell ya you can pick the radio station. I just wanna stick my bare-feet out the window.

[SadLuckDame]

To friendship.

[SadLuckDame]

When I was a girl child I had a best friend and I grew up with him.
He was a Baptist and I was Pentecostal. My sister used to bicker and fight with him, she'd say,

"Well, we're almost alike, except you believe blah-la and we believe blah-ha." I never liked when that conversation happened. I just liked him, he looked like he had a heart and that was all that mattered to my child-self, a heart, goodness, kindness and that he was handy at building tree forts, making time-capsules, building pretend rockets and running a basement style hotel with all the whistles and he could say the alphabet backwards and recite Shakespeare.

Can't ya do those types of stuffs?
Catch frogs, grasshoppers and climb trees.