Water-carrier

In response to:Internet Affair

Fri, 25 Jul 2008 23:17:21 +0200

A sense of impossible love - wirreles eyes. I like it. I'll pop here more often, so so :)

In response to:Internet Affair

Sun, 23 Mar 2008 15:40:59 +0100

...just keep writing and trying
to stop you know what. :o)

In response to:Internet Affair

Sat, 01 Mar 2008 20:16:02 +0100

And you succeed! :yes:

In response to:Internet Affair

Sat, 01 Mar 2008 19:53:53 +0100

Thanks Marian!
I try, I try...

In response to:Internet Affair

Sat, 01 Mar 2008 18:29:53 +0100

Excellent!

In response to:Internet Affair

Sat, 01 Mar 2008 13:00:54 +0100

Thank you dear..!
Happy adventures in Blog.uk.

In response to:Internet Affair

Sat, 01 Mar 2008 12:50:19 +0100

That's really beautiful!

In response to:Dreamer

Sun, 24 Feb 2008 11:45:12 +0100

Nice. Thank you. . .

In response to:Dreamer

Sat, 23 Feb 2008 20:44:14 +0100

The Dreamer's object of appreciation, may very well fit to the ohlala I know. In other words yes!

In response to:Dreamer

Sat, 23 Feb 2008 11:31:15 +0100

It looks like this wonderful poem is dedicated to a person like me. . .

In response to:Sweet and sour

Sat, 16 Feb 2008 11:02:30 +0100

The "I burn my fuel" thing is not so poetic. I need to do sth with it. The main reason I keep the blog running is to feel the obligation to write. Not that I don't enjoy writing. It evens many balances.

In response to:I wish...

Sat, 16 Feb 2008 10:32:58 +0100

As you please.
Most post offices have IRCs. In Ambit they don't seem like pirates. At least they had the decency replying to me that they have received my submitted poems and stories. I'm now sitting on my eggs awaiting the verdict if they will publish me. As far as I can tell, the magazine is spotted by agents and relevant fruit.I don't promote the magazine. Just gave a tip. We have a saying in Greece that the one who is drowning grab their hair to save themselves.

I'll send you a story right now.

In response to:Sweet and sour

Sat, 16 Feb 2008 09:43:58 +0100

I love "in the heat of melting glass", "in your eyes I sail in love",
and "you’re my candle I’m your dove" sounds like a refrain of a good song.

In response to:I wish...

Sat, 16 Feb 2008 09:31:01 +0100

They at Ambit require a self-addressed envelope with UK stamps enclosed, or endorsed International Reply Coupons (IRCs)--I have neither, so it doesn’t suit me.

In response to:I wish...

Sat, 16 Feb 2008 04:41:53 +0100

Ah, you mean the e-mail address!
Yes, I've checked on ambit magazine, but I have to think that over.

In response to:I wish...

Sat, 16 Feb 2008 04:37:03 +0100

Your latter reply... Now I have no clue what you are talking about.What you should have known better?

In response to:I wish...

Sat, 16 Feb 2008 03:13:15 +0100

I checked your profile to the page bottom.
I should have known better...

In response to:I wish...

Sat, 16 Feb 2008 03:01:44 +0100

Shoot me, pinch me, kick me, poke my eye, I have no clue what you're talking about. I thought tags are innocent marks for domestic blog use. Now you tell me "if I get it right" that in case I'm interested in poetry blogs I can find them via tags. Fine. Had left everything to chance same way I found you. Beg you to tell me how it's done.

Did you check on ambit magazine ?

The dead man story just killed me. The ending though brought me back to earth which I wouldn't prefer. Bad boy am I to criticize.

Didn't check if there's an e-mail in your profile. I write stories too. Have translated some but my English ain't good as yours. Send me your e-mail and we exchange stories to compare dicks...ha...ha...ha..!

In response to:I wish...

Sat, 16 Feb 2008 01:05:03 +0100

You have to tag your wonderful poems--the more tags, the more people will find and read them. You don't do it. Why?

In response to:Angel

Sat, 12 Jan 2008 09:39:51 +0100

Indeed..!

In response to:Angel

Sat, 12 Jan 2008 08:08:55 +0100

many aspects indeed. life, and people, are so interesting.

In response to:Angel

Fri, 11 Jan 2008 22:44:54 +0100

You're right..!

PS. Though, allow me to show you a different angle of erotic love prematurely lost. In one of my poems written in Greek, the guy's girlfriend passed away while they were deeply in love. The guy was haunted by his love lost, so he couldn't function normally ever after. The women he was involved with later on, understood he didn't really love them and they were leaving him, for the guy to result thinking that the original girl should not die, just because they missed the chance to see their love faint away, hate each other and finally carry on with their lives as if nothing had happened.
So many aspects of a single situation, we need many lifetimes to experience all.

Thanks for dropping by.
Cheers..!

In response to:Angel

Fri, 11 Jan 2008 10:04:40 +0100

That's very, very beautiful.
love does live forever. "To live in the hearts of those we leave behind is not to die"

In response to:I wish...

Tue, 01 Jan 2008 21:08:09 +0100

...wishing you all that makes you
happy from here to there!

In response to:On earth.

Mon, 24 Dec 2007 17:34:29 +0100

A tone of optimism, to favor the religious period.
By the way, Mr Dickens wrote the best fairy-tale I've ever read,
together with Hawk Finn. But since I'm no more a child, Scrooge is keener to me such days.

In response to:On earth.

Mon, 24 Dec 2007 15:52:10 +0100

Sir,
Quite adorable!

In response to:Somebody else

Sun, 16 Dec 2007 20:10:36 +0100

Thank you Marian.
I'd add understandable too, cause my writing resembles Picasso's
paintings. You need to have a sickish imagination to assume me.
Cheers..!

In response to:Somebody else

Sun, 16 Dec 2007 16:43:09 +0100

That's beautiful :yes: sad but nevertheless beautiful :yes:

In response to:I wish

Wed, 12 Dec 2007 15:14:20 +0100

Hi, you're right about the peace thing.
The peace of mind after the relevant fights which of course
use metaphorical weapons.

In response to:I wish

Tue, 11 Dec 2007 06:18:14 +0100

Hi, fighting is the way to go, it can lead to peace.