Great thoughts you have here and really, got a laugh out of the second part of the poem :)

Razor...

As has been the case so frequently, you raise my spirits as you allow me to lift yours. Thank you for allowing me the chance to bring a smile and a laugh to your heart.

Take care,
Tye

Very good indeed dear friend ^^

Pan

Pan...

As always I can count on one of my most precious friends to step forth. *hugs the ebony kitty* I am glad you found this a welcome lift.

Take care,
Tye

Now that was different.....

*smiles...

V.

*hugs the vixen warmly*

Vixy my dear one, often I have wondered what life could be like without the stress and strife of all that we must encounter. With so much chaos happening in my life I felt it time to bring a bit of humor to my writing. You see, I really never know how a poem will develop or end until the words stop. This one came to mind while talking to a friend and had to be done. I only hope that in your finding this different, you as well found it entertaining.

Thank you ever so much for keeping a chair warm near the hearth of my heart.

Take care,
Tye

Of course it was ya silly old Wolf!

*gives him the 'frumpy' look... then laughs.

You can at least rhyme... I can't do that to save my life.

Oh... *blushes... and thanks for the gushy stuff - chair warm and all of that.

V.

*crinkles nose and smiles at 'frumpy' look on vixens face*

Anyone ever tell you, your cute when you do that?

This rhyming thing has only been with me for a short time. Actually in my younger days I truly disliked poetry. Then one day it just hit me and I get the words swirling around in the gray matter between my ears. The words take there place in the stanza and the poem just sorta takes form. Often it can take only a matter of minuets to write it out. Again I just write until there are no more words.

Oh and not to worry... I'll hold back on the gushy stuff if you wish. ;) Please remember that in me, the words form in the head but more often come from the heart.

Take care dear Vixy,
Tye

*opens her arms for a hug... and then thinks... frumpy? *leans way back and looks at her tush... frumpy?

Oh wait... that's French for good looking right?

*wiggles her tail and laughs.

I love to do poetry when I'm in the mood... cept I can't rhyme so mine's a bit different than yours... but then again you're a Wolf and I'm a Fox... but it's good to have you as a friend.

V.

:} I like it, there are a couple lines where i see something in them, but cant quite extract the meaning, but perhaps its meant to be a tad bit ambiguous, good to see you submitting again! :D

The reading is up and I hope you will have a better understanding of the time and rhyme.

Take care,
Tye

excellent! Oh, i got a yahoo account by the way, its under the name kiamakraii@yahoo.com(or whatever this section is) I'm on pretty regularily, so maybe ill see you on! :D

Kia...

That’s great... I have had you on my friends list for some time. Just waiting for you to approve!

I do hope my reading of Verbal Vomit made things a bit clearer. I really have no idea where or why this came to mind but when these things happen, I write or go insane. So I simply allowed the words to be put to type.

I am usually online but invisible. Give a yell sometime. I will do the same.

Take care,
Tye

Jajaja loved it. For sure some kind of relief between lines, so, that's a double "love" I've felt for this poem.

I found it to have an intriging flair to it.