The night air
Is cool against
My hot skin

I sit
With my marble
Notebook
And furry
Pink pen

Writing
Thoughts
To share
With you
My friends

Thoughts
That
I cannot
Hide
For they
Bubble up within
And burst
Onto paper
Like
The a steaming
Volcano

I ask you
My friends
To bear with me
As I give birth
To a poem or a story
Over and
Over again

I'm the octo mom
Of the forum

Ya either love me
Or ya hate me

But this is the reality
Ofce

Of me


Tammy

What the hell !!!!

another hit for you..

Oh thank God a typo, I was wonderin what an Ofce was Write away OctoWoman, oooo, I like-a-dat word! I'm ah gonna leave for I start spewin Hustler synonyms, oy what a word!

Love her or hate her
but don't think you can date her
unless you have plans
to abduct and sedate her

She's an endless creator
a free verse curator
transcribing emotions
for those who await her

There are few who are greater
though many predate her
and some are so jealous
they'd love to deflate her

But they can't berate her
or alienate her
or even get at her
to critically rate her

Better equate her
to a chromium plater
that glitters in sunlight
like a stainless still freighter

Wow

You really read my writes don't you?

Wow

Why is it men feel they can't date me

God

You hit it on the head

I can't believe the perception!!!!!!

Thank you and all my love

Tammy

Well you and your writes are loved by me
Always on of your friends,

love reading your writes-spew forth some more!!!

Through your words and thoughts typed in black,
We learn you, be-friend you and watch your back.
As for sexy writtings you have a great nak.
Heated words to draw then near, as you drink another beer.
Feeling your youth gone, writting to pass your alone.
Men so respound, your mailbox over-flows, and grows.
All with sexy wit and pass, talking about your sexy asss.
Most are jerks, but some are cool, but you my dear are nobody's fool.
Tender, warm and been through a lot, here you found a perfect spot.
To be admired, and to dream, brings you into our main-stream.

NOPE,,,I don't know YOU at all,wink..
A beautiful lady filled with love and surprise,
If ya wanted, you could make any man rise,lol
A big heart, and you have a place here to stay.
And if I was blessed, I might meet you someday.

Today is rainy

That's a sure sign it's gonna be a write day for me!

:
Mirror mirror on the wall

Thanks!!

T


You know you are the best in my eyes

Filled with the spirit and always letting it show !!!!!

Thanks beautiful lady!

I don't think it's an either/or T....

You have many wonderful writes, and what flows from you flows from you, and it is beautiful

There is nothing to "bear with" as you "give birth to a poem or a story"

Now, if you were asking a hospital, physician or insurance company to bear with you as your body took the necessary time to naturally give birth to a child (let alone eight) that would be another matter

Angel

How could I ever let you gocwithout a thank you!

Thank you beautiful,kind, gentle woman