When Adam Met Eve

illuminating, isolating prognosticating, evaporating, ruminating, gesticulating, formulating, reverberating fornicating, gyrating under one hot breath: darned man! (et tu rhett*?) ;-) or When scarlet eve met r(h)ett: Damn! That was good. "We have to try to get rid of the notion of time. And when you have an intense contact of love with nature or another human being, like a spark, then you understand that there is no time and that everything is eternal." Paulo Coelho

Go ahead! make them *yours*.... love ya. ~Anna "We have to try to get rid of the notion of time. And when you have an intense contact of love with nature or another human being, like a spark, then you understand that there is no time and that everything is eternal." Paulo Coelho

I absolutely refuse to look all those words up in my Oxford, young man, Now I know some of those people that went to the big school and learnt from big books, one of them was Rett, LOL. I was only at senior school for 4 years and only got to the I's in the dic-something, and that was so I could spell my own name. Never got to 4 letter words, Ta God, Great write there, take great care out there, Yours, Ian

I too enjoy all these wooorrrddds they roll of the tongue and rhyme in the ear with a musical whimsical oddity of their own. Yesterday I wrote this bit, similarly absurd :- "Bats in the Belfry" ann Bats in the belfry and batty in the head butterflies and rumblings in the belly. Goose-pimpled, dog-teethed and better not be said black-heads and on the face of any thumb-fisted ham-fisted blue-blooded twit. Hair-brained and waved into locks a many goose-walking, lazy dog wolfing food, just sit. And you'll be foxed and flabbergasted a tiny weeny bit Ratty, catty don't go batty that's so fishy anyways lion-hearted, fingernails and batting eyelids too Tennis elbow take a bow when seeing stars you do. Wet and soppy, thin and floppy as a rake, mistake. Pea-brained, cock sure, mouse-eared not at all raining cats and dogs a plenty and there's nothing more. And there's something else I wrote like this 'poem' of yours too, somewhere in the stored places around me!! I think I will have fun too and post it now, as a poem. Great fun Rett from Ann

This is the source of poetry, its rhythms and onomatopoeic sounds, the driving force of our dance with words, is it not? The jazz of our brainstorms and outpourings here. In love with groups of letters we. What fun we are having. Today the drizzle, fizzle, sizzle makes the leaves into a puzzle, ‘flections of the sky a muddle wobbling in the filled up puddle,  who it is descries the picture making up the fell and stream. Is it all imagination or a horrid vivid dream in this world of mud and thunder till we’re safely tucked down under? Tootle-loo Rett from Ann

I love this! It was fun to read, and I got a chuckle out of it, like: Oh, that´s what men think about us women! Wonder which of these words describe me... Yours, ~Nina

was it Adam and Eve day and no-one told me...lol great wording done here Rett... and I can see it was fun to write as well.... and just lookie at the responses... oooooweeeee! Richard