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[title] => My YPDC Family.
[time] => 2005-02-11 21:03:50
[hometext] => Autumn, Nazzy, Sweetangeluk, Zenmind, Jecks, Dorian Chambers, wolfman, Shelby, KQueen, TimeBot…This is for you guys! Thanks for everything.
[bodytext] => I have a soul sista,
And she’s nothing like me…
With her witty flair, and inspiring words,
She laughs at the strangest things, but we all laugh with her…
She says my French is sexy and way cool,
Ma cheri Mary, the one to go to when you need a smile…
Nowadays, a slowly wilting rose,
The results of too much sorrow and anguish…
Yet, she’s still as sly and slick as ever…
Like I mentioned before,
We could wilt away together,
We could take a plane to eternity…
Drift off into oblivion,
And become nothing,
But we’d do it together…
Make a suicide pact,
“You go first!”
A phrase that a special son used to say…
Always a good laugh with her,
And I’m forever grateful to meet such a lady,
To have such a friend…
Long talks of nothing and everything,
A shot of brandy near a crackling fire,
And conversations of the men we adore…
Let’s tie one on,
And maybe have a couple more…
We must be out of our minds,
‘Cause neither of us drink,
But it’s fun to pretend we do!
Full time dreamers,
Mistresses of Poetry, and more…
Mary of the autumn green eyes and flaming red hair,
My eternal soul sista and ultra-frais home girl!
Je t’ami.
I have an extra-special friend,
And he’s really grand…
Always there for me,
Another fellow poet of this vast YPDC family…
His name was given to him by a dragon,
A brave hunter of all sorts…
Forever leaving me breathless,
By the words he creates so flawlessly…
A soul to outshine all the others,
He’s truly one of a kind…
On days of late, he’s been feelin’ a bit out of place,
Struggling with the voices within,
And the demons that haunt him through the night…
I guess yucky moods are contagious,
Even through a monitor screen…
Everyday, I search for his name,
I hunt for his newest work,
Hoping to find solace within these gorgeous expressions…
“Hey, you’ve got mail…goody goody…”
Hannibal Lecter tells me that he has written,
And I experience this overwhelming feeling of joy,
For his words are the highlight of my day…
I discover that I have 15 letters from a pretty wonderful guy,
I so often wonder why he spends so much time on me…
Ma douce chasseur, Nazmythian,
Always the comforting companion…
Go to him if you need some huggles and comfort,
He always knows exactly what to say…
Wishing to click my heels, say “There’s no place like home,”
And be in his arms…
There’s nothing better than a hug and some smiles,
Sent from the Washingtonian hunter of obscurities…
Je t’ami.
With his surreal words and profound comments,
He always makes my day…
Yep, you guessed it, the great Zenmind!
Ma cher plus ami, another fellow poet of the YPDC kin,
He speaks of life and hope,
Love and darkness…
A good example of a “Poet Rambler”,
Those are the best kind!!
(Heck, I’m one too…)
Always a pleasure reading his thoughts and input on things,
Long, insightful, and ever-inspiring explanations…
He reads me like a book,
And enjoys the many faces of moi…
He’s quite a guy,
Forever finding the good in things and giving you hope,
You go to him if you need anything…
He listens carefully to every word,
Ever the patient and loving friend…
Ma precious Zenmind,
The brilliant mastermind of bizarre tales,
And painter of Salvadore Dali-like masterpieces turned into words…
That just says it all…
Je t’ami.
Shelby, KQueen, TimeBot, Sweetangelukxx,
My 4 gals of support and friendship…
Poetess’ of the century,
Weavers of both dark and light…
Girl friends till the end,
Beautiful souls that express themselves,
Be it brutal honesty,
The sweetest of love,
Or the purest of pain…
Jecks, DorianChambers, wolfman,
The new additions to ma toujours famille…
Very fond of their work and they’re very fond of mine,
Always nice to see their names pop up during the day…
True masters of the art of poetry,
They never fail to captivate and impress…
The best kind of friends,
Always there for you…
Can’t help but be speechless,
As their words of love unfold and dance on the screen…
Ah, such a large family I have been blessed with,
Diverse in their ways of thinking and writing,
All beautiful in their own special way…
The greatest of friends,
The poets and poetesses of the millennium…
Je t’ami for all time…
Merci beaucoup for all the laughs, smiles, hugs, and great memories to look back on!
Love you guys! Forever, your Fleur de Sang *Stephy*
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My YPDC Family.
Contributed by
FleurdeSang
on
Friday, 11th February 2005 @ 09:03:50 PM in AEST
Topic:
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I have a soul sista,
And she’s nothing like me…
With her witty flair, and inspiring words,
She laughs at the strangest things, but we all laugh with her…
She says my French is sexy and way cool,
Ma cheri Mary, the one to go to when you need a smile…
Nowadays, a slowly wilting rose,
The results of too much sorrow and anguish…
Yet, she’s still as sly and slick as ever…
Like I mentioned before,
We could wilt away together,
We could take a plane to eternity…
Drift off into oblivion,
And become nothing,
But we’d do it together…
Make a suicide pact,
“You go first!”
A phrase that a special son used to say…
Always a good laugh with her,
And I’m forever grateful to meet such a lady,
To have such a friend…
Long talks of nothing and everything,
A shot of brandy near a crackling fire,
And conversations of the men we adore…
Let’s tie one on,
And maybe have a couple more…
We must be out of our minds,
‘Cause neither of us drink,
But it’s fun to pretend we do!
Full time dreamers,
Mistresses of Poetry, and more…
Mary of the autumn green eyes and flaming red hair,
My eternal soul sista and ultra-frais home girl!
Je t’ami.
I have an extra-special friend,
And he’s really grand…
Always there for me,
Another fellow poet of this vast YPDC family…
His name was given to him by a dragon,
A brave hunter of all sorts…
Forever leaving me breathless,
By the words he creates so flawlessly…
A soul to outshine all the others,
He’s truly one of a kind…
On days of late, he’s been feelin’ a bit out of place,
Struggling with the voices within,
And the demons that haunt him through the night…
I guess yucky moods are contagious,
Even through a monitor screen…
Everyday, I search for his name,
I hunt for his newest work,
Hoping to find solace within these gorgeous expressions…
“Hey, you’ve got mail…goody goody…”
Hannibal Lecter tells me that he has written,
And I experience this overwhelming feeling of joy,
For his words are the highlight of my day…
I discover that I have 15 letters from a pretty wonderful guy,
I so often wonder why he spends so much time on me…
Ma douce chasseur, Nazmythian,
Always the comforting companion…
Go to him if you need some huggles and comfort,
He always knows exactly what to say…
Wishing to click my heels, say “There’s no place like home,”
And be in his arms…
There’s nothing better than a hug and some smiles,
Sent from the Washingtonian hunter of obscurities…
Je t’ami.
With his surreal words and profound comments,
He always makes my day…
Yep, you guessed it, the great Zenmind!
Ma cher plus ami, another fellow poet of the YPDC kin,
He speaks of life and hope,
Love and darkness…
A good example of a “Poet Rambler”,
Those are the best kind!!
(Heck, I’m one too…)
Always a pleasure reading his thoughts and input on things,
Long, insightful, and ever-inspiring explanations…
He reads me like a book,
And enjoys the many faces of moi…
He’s quite a guy,
Forever finding the good in things and giving you hope,
You go to him if you need anything…
He listens carefully to every word,
Ever the patient and loving friend…
Ma precious Zenmind,
The brilliant mastermind of bizarre tales,
And painter of Salvadore Dali-like masterpieces turned into words…
That just says it all…
Je t’ami.
Shelby, KQueen, TimeBot, Sweetangelukxx,
My 4 gals of support and friendship…
Poetess’ of the century,
Weavers of both dark and light…
Girl friends till the end,
Beautiful souls that express themselves,
Be it brutal honesty,
The sweetest of love,
Or the purest of pain…
Jecks, DorianChambers, wolfman,
The new additions to ma toujours famille…
Very fond of their work and they’re very fond of mine,
Always nice to see their names pop up during the day…
True masters of the art of poetry,
They never fail to captivate and impress…
The best kind of friends,
Always there for you…
Can’t help but be speechless,
As their words of love unfold and dance on the screen…
Ah, such a large family I have been blessed with,
Diverse in their ways of thinking and writing,
All beautiful in their own special way…
The greatest of friends,
The poets and poetesses of the millennium…
Je t’ami for all time…
Merci beaucoup for all the laughs, smiles, hugs, and great memories to look back on!
Love you guys! Forever, your Fleur de Sang *Stephy*
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FleurdeSang
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Re: My YPDC Family.
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by Wesley_Dale_Willis on
Friday, 11th February 2005 @ 09:20:07 PM AEST
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| Hugs hugs...WOW What a write so many talented friends and poets...Hope I can make the bottom of your list.Keep writing girl OK? |
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by Former_Member on
Friday, 11th February 2005 @ 10:46:02 PM AEST
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Ah, ma chere. C'est magnifique!
Tres bon, Stephy! Merci beaucoup! :-)
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Re: My YPDC Family.
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by DorianChambers on
Friday, 11th February 2005 @ 11:40:59 PM AEST
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To Fleur de Sang, a most humble thank you,
from the inner sanctum of my heart . . .
Dorian Chambers |
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by autumngreeneyes on
Saturday, 12th February 2005 @ 02:22:57 PM AEST
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roses to you soul sister..I'll go first this time.. and there will be no bullet left for vous..
J'ai besoin d'un man..Bruce étais right..but que ce peut seulement être un man..and je me sens comme j'ai besoin de five..Oh mon Stephy..where's précieux le viberator ? Où est la sortie et est là assez courant ?
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Re: My YPDC Family.
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by freckle on
Saturday, 12th February 2005 @ 04:45:31 PM AEST
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| What a wonderful trinbute to your friends! They are truely blessed as well. |
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Re: My YPDC Family.
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by sweetangeluk on
Monday, 14th February 2005 @ 10:16:13 AM AEST
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Merci beaucoup i am overwhelmed with emotion. I will be honest reading this made me cry. A beautiful poem from one of the best on here. Thank you with all my heart and soul.
It is a honore to read your poetry
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Re: My YPDC Family.
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by zenmind on
Monday, 14th February 2005 @ 04:53:53 PM AEST
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To you Steph----All of my love and gratitude---- You deserve it all. It seems appropriate that this poem is posted on Valentines day. Yes, it is a perfect tribute to your friends and family here on YPDC, and what I am most impressed with is that it is written very well. I think it is easy to fall into the "cheesy" category with a poem of this nature, but I love the way this flowed together, and painted unique portraits of all of these amazing individuals. It came across as real, like your friends have definitely had an impact on your life, and I think that is the most important aspect that is expressed through your words.
We could wilt away together,
We could take a plane to eternity…
Drift off into oblivion,
And become nothing,
Great great great! I love these lines. As always, profound imagery speaks to my voice and resonates within me. "Drift off into oblivion and become nothing"----beautiful, that expresses something that is beyond words.
And one more thing, Thank you so much for mentioning me. I think you, of all people on this site, understand and appreciate my poetry for what it is. Thanks for seeing me for who I am.
Be True,
zenmind
Be True,
zenmind
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Re: My YPDC Family.
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by Nazmythian on
Monday, 14th February 2005 @ 05:06:19 PM AEST
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Mot persuing, le chasseur est ici. Cheminement des mots de beauté. Alimentez mon âme affamée. Votre présence est feutre. Vos lèvres se sont accrochées aussi. Chaque syllable, l'eau pour un homme desséché.
( I hope that worked as it was intended )
Thank you Stephy ... I love that !!!
Nazmythian ~
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Re: My YPDC Family.
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by Former_Member on
Wednesday, 23rd February 2005 @ 04:57:51 PM AEST
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awwwww this was wonderful!!!!
How did I miss it for so long...shame on me.
I feel like I should take up French tho..lol
Thanks Stephy for the inclusion in this great group of people, you are awsome!! |
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