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Welcome, kskyhappy :) I’m the quiet one in the toybox, but I’ll come out and play if you ask nicely ;) . . . and feed me chocolate – any kind of chocolate :) :) :) Third Man Girl

I could relate to every word of that. Every word. I like it. :) Not a criticism, but merely a comment, and I would be interested to hear what the others think - if you could change the word 'girl' in the line above, and therefore make the sex of the writer ambiguous, would males be able to...

I've got 'South of the Border, West of the Sun' winking at me as we speak. Haven't read any Haruki Murakami yet, but I like the feel of his name on the front cover. ;) Third Man Girl

I enjoyed reading this one (several times :) ) but I couldn't relate to it like some of your others. I think I have a problem with angels. The line, 'He decided, and jumped.' worries me, but I'm scared to ask :( btw, what does Shantih Shantih Shantih mean :confused: Third Man Girl

You are grieving over the loss of a lover, possibly one who died? And you’re letting him haunt you, unprepared to move on; living memories, when you should be living life. ???????????????? Title. Think positive. ‘Pull back the Curtains.’ (6th verse) Third Man Girl

The problem is that when clever people write poetry, simple people do not understand it. I would like you to explain it to me, but not if it would spoil it for you. Can I add that I loved the flow of these three lines, when whipped out of context: Yet, despite the years He grants unto us...

"His eyes are blue like the ocean between them" Keep it. Makes perfect sense to me. "Miles away, she imagines the moist tip of his tongue Curve delicately across the arc of her eyelid," Mmm. Mmmmm. Mmmmmmm . . . "But she watches this dance along her body And breaks at his...

The Penguin Guide to Punctuation In writing a date, it is increasingly common today to use no commas: It was on 18 April 1775 that Paul Revere made his famous ride. On December 7 1941 the Japanese attacked Pearl Harbor. She died on the last day of November 1843. An older...

:D :D :D TMG

Okay. I’ll jump right in beside you. I am unqualified to analyse, criticise; however . . . I will tell you what I thought as I read it. With honesty. Second verse: Used condoms :o :( Sorry :( Third verse: Spiders. :( Fourth verse: Sperm and ova :) :) Fifth verse: Kind of :) and...

Martin, No, no, no, no, no ... let's not start any competition thing. I'm not into that. Just that you would compare me to TUGGER is extremely flattering. Thank you! :) Third Man Girl

With the exception of the poems in Possession by AS Byatt, I haven't read poetry since martyring myself through Robert Burns at school (nae offence, Rabbie :o ) So when you speak to me of sonnets, and iambs, and 'assonance' (new word to me, spotted in son's jotter last week, and repeated by...

But you may well get one. Now go and fetch your lusty claymore, my man. :eek: Third Man Girl

"answer's" "answer's" What is this apostrophe doing here? Is it a small dirk nestling in your garter, Mile-O? :confused: Third Man Girl

I think you've roasted your retinas :eek: Keep wearing the shades :cool: :cool: Third Man Girl

"The sun is an orange ball as I type" - TMG You've been ignoring her. She dresses for you. Look in the morning when she wears hot-scarlet ;) ; look in the heat of the afternoon, when she shimmers in canary yellow :) ; look in the evening, when the grey, flimsy clouds whisper by and she...

Wow! And we have barns shaped like air-raid shelters, with corrugated rust roofs, and dandelions and docken leaves to skip through. :( Such is life ;) Third Man Girl

You must be joking Mile-O? :confused: The sun is an orange ball as I type, settling slowly towards the sea. The sky is clear. La Luna is behind me, high, higher, three-quarters full, a bright white-blue. Your head must be in the smog of the city. :( Grab your bucket and spade and come...

Tsk.Tsk. :eek: To be honest, boringly honest, that line relates to the surge when you open the throttle coming out the bend, and the bike pulls you upright, much as a horse pulls when he's raring to go, and you 'give him his head'. Maybe there's not a lot of difference between a horse and...

Okay. You've convinced me :D However, I've decided to go with Clara's solution "or it may be easier to say two Cornetto ice creams" :) Thanks all. Third Man Girl