Sci Fi Story

Pete, are you feeling alright? I've never read something this sad, esp. from you...I hope the frustration passes, and that you become satisfied with whatever you have or get in the end. I guess this is another thing I won't understand till later. Stay strong.

This is great, B, I really dig this, wow! I hear you in this---the writing is true, damn that's good writing. And I've been there too, I've asked the questions, try to answer them. Maybe the answer is in the going, B. And if she's a brave soul she'll dare. Go get her, hell yeah.

Thanks Jon and craze for the comments...This was actually a poem I wrote for a thread(and the word is...) here. http://www.online-literature.com/for...488#post505488 It got the following comments...

Ampoule posted - Oh my gosh, B! Just change the name (to protect the innocent) and you have written about something I know so well. I know not if it is really about you or if the Eve is a person or the eve of things we are always waiting on or what, but it speaks to me and I love it.

Motherhubbard posted - B, you made my heart pound and I felt so excited. I think we would all love to be someone’s Eve and anticipate these last three lines

Thanks Ampoule and MotherHubbard, both comments are very kind and inspire me to write more. I did manage to change a little bit from the original, but I took nothing away (only additions). This is supposed to be a poem of promise, of hope, so don't read it as depressing, read it as uplifting. B

B, If I were not a married woman I think I would jump at the chance to be your Eve:) I really loved the poem and I look foward to reading more.

Thanks Meg, thats very sweet. I'm flattered...I just hope I have more like that in me. Cheers, B

B, you have very eloquently poured out your heart in this beautiful poem. My only hope for you, dear friend, is that you find your Eve. She will be one very lucky girl. Thanks for posting this poem in your blog, as I often miss the goings-ons out there in the poetry section of the board .... I think I'll go back and re-read this one again, it is so powerful. Thanks again, Kizzo

Wow. You've captured that "whirlwind experience" both in sentiment and in style - something which few do these days, but you've managed it. I was swept up in it - great job B-Mental - but do you really want a woman who has bitten the proverbial apple? (-: I always wondered if it was green or red, a Rome or Fuji - but then on days like today I have ADD - ignore me. Great poem!

Thanks for the comments Countess and Kiz... To Kiz, This poem is a description of me encountering what could be my Eve...I wouldn't call it love at first sight, more like love at first dance. The ladies in Louisiana always play this game..."Kismet". They believe if you are fated to be with someone, that person will find you. I have a first name and a maiden name....which is a very good start...now I'm in hunt mode...I am going to find her and we'll see from there. Countess...I know you know we are very similar. I'm through with the young ones. I tire of their games. I don't care if she loved another man. Lord knows I've had my share of romances. Ok, thanks again for the comments. I'm glad people liked this one. Later Gator, B

Oh, my, my! **swoons** Honestly, if a man wrote something like that about me, I would run to him with open arms! Very nice! I must admit that it reminds me of a similar situation. One that I can never go back to and change how the situation ended up. I'll never be able to claim the man as my own. So I wish you all the luck that I can wish you!

Thanks for the comments Lady W. I think (and perhaps this poem demonstrates) that I am probably a romantic...old fashioned maybe, but never outdated. Now I wonder if the one that I wrote this for will swoon. You'd be surprised by how many women don't even read a poem written to them or don't recognise it as being written to or about them. Oh well...back to the the grind....

Roses Are Red //
Violets Are Blue //
We Met The Saturday Before Christmas //
Dancing At 'Fred's' In Mamou

There is absolutely nothing wrong with being a romantic! I just wish there was someone in my world that would be evenly slightly romantic but, alas, he doesn't exist. At least not yet! Men like that are very hard to come by! Well, I must admit that I would probably be one of those women that doesn't realize that a poem was written for her! Maybe it is because I never had one written about me before. I never found myself to be the sort that a man would actually write a poem for. Then again, if I wouldn't know that a man has written a poem for me, maybe there is one floating around somewhere and I never realized it at the time that I read it! That is something for me to think about now!

......I need more COWBELL!!!!.......

Amazing, B! Lovely! I love it!!! I look forward to reading many many poems of yours!

hmm.... I was just curious...did anyone notice my birthday in this poem...? I put it in there blatantly. I declare this poem...my destiny. kisses (kizzez) B

I adore this!
It was interesting the whole way through.
I found it quite deep too.

Great poem!

What a beautiful poem B. xxx

B, I did wonder about the numbers, how crafty! Now, lemme see (puts pencil on lip, squints eyes) : Line 5 contains the Birthmonth (12); Line 6 contains the birthday (20 + 6); Line 25 contains the birthyear... Is that right?

Ummm you get a cute little cowbell for that...YUP! Smiles, B

Yay -- now I can have cowbell earrings!

Well I was thinking more of a neckless with butter knives dangling from it too!