Blimey.. she's givin YOU a hard time, too, eh?? Them that can, do... those that can't... snit and preach and boss!!!! Perhaps she needs to know you can do quite well without her... On the other hand... perhaps it's best not to overstep the mark! Might be a bit rash! Love the humour here, Karla, and I am sure we can all relate... Yes, OK... I'm finishing (an aside to my Review Muse...) :)) xoxoxox
This is so clever dear Karla. WOW ... one of your very best. Maybe that muse is just constipated and needs a good colon cleanse, or maybe just some prune juice shooters. (-:
Blessings ...
Richard
Reviewed by Elizabeth Taylor (Reader)
Reviewed on July 16, 2007
Well, smack her a good one. ROFL
Elizabeth
Reviewed by Joseph* OneLight*® (Reader)
Reviewed on July 16, 2007
Oh, listen to the voice of the muse, Dear Karla and follow wherever it leads. Set your compass toward the brightest star!
Love & Light always and in all ways,
Joseph*
Reviewed by Victor Buhagiar (Reader)
Reviewed on July 16, 2007
The Muse is sometimes a cruel inspiration. Don't give up. Victor
Blod Ties - Fantasy, Romance. Romantasy? A bit of whimsy for the weekend. A naive British tourist John Gormley takes a holiday in the ancient, remote kingdom of Perarboria. He does not suspect that his holiday love affair with a local beauty is desti
Blod Ties - Fantasy, Romance. Romantasy? A bit of whimsy for the weekend. A naive British tourist John Gormley takes a holiday in the ancient, remote kingdom of Perarboria. He does not suspect that his holiday love affair with a local beauty is desti
Aye wots Sir Andy up to down there?
Hmmmmm strange happenings LOL
Hugs
Ch'erie
Enjoyed!
Pat
George
Fee
But the poem sings, loud and clear.
Georg
Love Tinka
God Bless
Michelle~
Blessings ...
Richard
Elizabeth
Love & Light always and in all ways,
Joseph*
Love,
Susan
Love,
Eileen
Don't know wot u mean
Now where in the world did THIS one come from???? LOL..
I do not write at all: gave that
up a long time ago.
What I wanted you to write or
what I wanted you to
see never happened the way it
was supposed to: you had
to be stubborn, go your own way.
Could have made it better,
but nooo...you had to change things, make
it yours, not ours. Wanted
to make you see the same things, make
you believe that something
was there, if for one moment. You
stole my words and dare call
yourself "Poet" ---- and ask
why I no longer come around.
(c) 2007,Andy (7/16)
Thanks,
Dan
(((HUGS))) and much love, your twin, Karen Lynn. :D
Even when you don't feel like it, WRITE, WRITE, WRITE!!!!!