Nipple

I thought I commented... must have forgotten to submit.. Well done, sweet little poem, effortless, wasn't it? I'd like to see a sketch, a painting accompany this... Which way do ripples go *down under*? ~A "Genuine poetry can communicate before it is understood." T. S. Eliot

I think I might have seen the beginning of this is chat Yes ? LOL I loved it then and I love it more now its gorgeous ... poor nipple LOL much love Jayne x x

and a bottle of Penfolds Club would get along fine. Thanks for this, you got me in trouble. My teddy bear is jealous, I have never named him or given him port. Cheers, Jess

didnt know what to say at first when this landed waited all this time to come back Loris teddies drowned with her dolls and photos in basement flood "My teddy bears drownded" she told me one day (they neglected to tell her this the hard rock granny) she was fourteen and then they threw it away spoiled with the dirty spring run off then Taya was tidying her room tonight and told me the story of read along Pooh who went into the wash and dryer and never spoke again She showed me which ear made him talk and I tried to get him going to listen to what he had too say but the damage is beyond what I can do Just crackles now from the workings I plugged it back in and set him in the room Her Nanny did this she said my own I saw go into the basement with the bin near the apples and potatoes by the oil tank till the moulded and then dad threw them in the Incinerator one early winter dusk We have "stuffs" as Lori calls them now though she bought me a bear He sits on the drawing/painting table my mom died of cancer too I miss her a great poem and great comments to stir the humour and heart thank you

I love this poem, I bet it stirs some emotional remainders of a deeper, great significance. Best Regards, Hugo

I do wonder how you would have constructed this poem if, by chance, our tippsy bear's name was, perhaps, Fernando....lol You generally have a fanciful, playful way about your expression, and you find the most unusual subjects to reflect on...a hallmark quality of a true artist. ...who can walk away from these words without as much as a smile! You are a funny girl. PINT :)

OMG...lmao How foolish I was to think you were merely looking for a word to rhyme with tipple. Well done...lol PINT :)

once upon a time in the merry land of rhyme there was a caring daring bear named Fred well, one day (much to his chagrin) just to see what he was made from and in, I pulled out all his stuffing, it was an ugly shade of red now Fred is dead. I don't ever remember having a bear (I hated dolls). However, I remember having tea parties with my cat. And I have pictures to prove it. ;-) ~A