grannithands!!!

War sucks but positive change derives from it....thanks to those who lost their lives and those who are still fighting for us!

Men are visual people, ...its natural but plumpish women are not dead. They can give as good as any slim build woman. Next time these guys brush you off, pull ya pants down and show them ya better end, your a-ss

I agree with Joyce!!

theemachine - what's a real Italian pizza? haha

A couple of times, I dream of lovers I was with at the time, the otherside (whatever one calls it) show me what becomes of that relationship.

One, I kept dreaming of this woman standing in between me and the guy I was dating for a week but worse this particular morning. The expression on her face was enough to warn me that I will have a difficult time staying with that guy. The guy’s ex will always give him hell and it will be a problem for both of us. That morning when I woke up, I told the man, that I don’t think we will work out. His ex Mrs is onto him and wants him back. I don’t need their crap, so they need to work things through before he could start dating again.

In the dream, I saw the frantic woman begging for him to give her another go….when he said no, she threatened to stop him from seeing their children. The man was shocked that I got all these info when he didn’t tell me of them. Two days before hand what I dreamed it happened. Yea, whoever is watching me on the otherside, they often come through to help me…sometimes the messages are clear and sometimes they are cryptic clues that I need to figure out what they are.

I always say, you can hide something from me but eventually I will know hahaha

I have an online love interest, so far he is safe though our journey has been difficult and I don't have patience but we will see what the rest of the year will bring us. He probably have fans on the otherside why he is still around

Hugs Justy daarling kiss kiss

JT - pop tarts are no good for you, maybe one but not 200 haha

Yes, but most people here are not poets where poet sites most focus on that.

Good onya! Much luck on your journey!

The owner Kevin (well he was when he started the site) is a young programmer, he writes great poetry too and very inspiring. I was one of the early moderators there when it first started many moons ago. Now it is growing so big. I think the current Mods runs the site.

What I love about it, learning new forms of poetry writing.

If you want someone to give you a constructive critique, look it up and post your poems there. Look up "Stories" too but since this site grew they added restrictions to daily submissions unless you are a paid member.

I am still a novice poet, and have submitted my poems there and got heaps of good feedback, that helped me to keep trying ...when I left the site, I took them off. I just need to write new stuff.

I think they are just numbers, some are not really reading it, just click and move on. Maybe you need to add flowers, drinks, put out some cookies, cakes.....lol so they stop long enough to read ya poems lol

Check allpoetry, submit your poems for some feedback ...they have competitions and challenges there too. You have to comment on others poems and build a network but once in you will learn new things. I am not activie there but I think I am still a member. Format is not too bad.

Thoughts are a powerful tool, for example, if you dwell on something negative you will get what you ask for. So it is always wise to think about positive stuff...especially when you are sad.

My nic and sinful thoughts is probably evil to christians. I don't care, I probably done more good in my life than the so called christians hiding behind their beliefs.

Here's an evil act, the growing "child abuse" globally...spend more time, educating society than wasting ya time on petty thoughts. Pitiful!

I will always be sinful...not evil more a happy person with good intentions and I don't hide behind an instituition to be like everyone else. So, if I get run over tomorrow, so be it.

I don't read into that mumbojumpo Abracadabra...maybe I am ignorant or wise and for my own spiritual understanding, only for me, and not for everyone else. So I am not saying you are wrong, no, just saying don't care to read into something alien to me or something that don't come naturally to me.

As a polynesian girl, for example, my people do respect the sea or ocean or other forms in nature. Why? We just do. My ancestors were seafarers, they travel the oceans and seeks the spirits of that nature to protect them on their journeys. That force is felt when near the sea growing up. Whatever that is, ...no matter where I am in the world, I still feel that when I am near the sea. I don't have a better explanation just what I felt and respect for my belief as a South Sea islander

Each breath we take is worth having...though I welcome death when my time is up.

I am a spiritualist and Dreams is very much part of my gift...

When I was 12 years old, I was lying on the grass under an orange tree on our plantation, eating my orange and just looking up at the sky through the branches and leafs of the orange tree and before I know it, like watching a black and white and silent movie, pictures flashed before my eyes of events yet to happen. One was going to a funeral and at this funeral I saw people close to me crying and the person dead is someone I love and it will break my heart. This person will be taken tragically and whoever was showing me this didn’t tell me then who it was. After this funeral, I would be leaving my island and when I arrive at this place, things will turn bad but it will be here I will finally accept my spiritual gift that I have always known since I was 8. More flashes of events to follow then I heard my big sisters and little brothers laughing and playing in the bush up the hill next to our orange plot. I looked around where I was lying in the grass, a sudden cool breeze swept over my face. I quickly got up brushed the grass off me, eyes darting around, just in case something pops out from nowhere haha then I went towards to where my siblings were. I told myself, it was only my wild imagination and I don’t like it.

When I was 15, my mom died to the evil of domestic violence on Christmas night and it really broke my heart. A year later I left my island for New Zealand, …something bad happened to me there that made me accept my spiritual gifts not only to save me but to help all those that would cross my path as years go by.

At first, I didn’t believe what I just saw, thought I was imagining things and plus leaving my island, I must be crazy to come to that. My island paradise is my home and the only way I would ever leave would be when I was old and independent and that could be many years later.

I had a hard time dealing with the death of my mom as a teenager but my gift helped me through it all. Also, through my gifts I have used it to guide me when helping someone that I am drawn to for help even for a brief moment. No, I am not going to help anyone that asks me who they are going to marry or if I could pick them some lotto numbers haha I will tell ‘em to pissoff!

Besides being silly I do have a serious side that I am passionate about, I am a spiritualist from my own understanding of what that means to me so I am no follower though I don’t mind listening to others of the same beliefs.

Sorry joshy I waffled on

Huh? Please explain, I got the view poem part...whats the rest?

and politics...lol

Yes JT, but don't you think her Q is one simple one that all she need to do is type it in a search engine and up it pops up different links to look up?

If she can create a post like this, she can do the same looking up the definition to her word. Now if she is a student,there's a dictionary she can go look it up. Different if she asks for our interpretation to the word, fair enough. Some people are just too lazy to look it up.

Bloody dreamer

I have a Large Gum tree in front of my house and their branches are flimsy..I hate for that tree to fall onto my house

I live on a crescent....only 3x I witness a car accident in front of my house. One night I heard a car racing down the road, then I whispered in my head, "you better turn your car quick or you be in my garden" then BANG, that bloody car was embedded in my garden and in between the light post...my whole iron gate and side fence were badly damaged. That night instead of running outside straight away, I was looking for me shorts and calling out to my baby to run out to the backyard. The damn mongrels took off and left their car in my garden by the time I got outside.

Hahaha JT, you dag....and I love it hahaha

True

I love mangoes