Hey everybody,
Well it is my time to leave the Blender. I can't say how much this place has meant to me. I have made it through alot of hard times because I could come here and write it all down. Now I have to make a new way. Thank you so much for letting me come here and vent. This place is like a group of strangers that just happen to the the darkest and most personal secrets of on another. Don't ever change, don't ever let someone tell you that you aren't good writers, don't ever let people shut you up, don't ever stop writing!!!!!! I guess all good things end or at least change. It is my turn. I need to grow up, I need to change. Thank you all for just being you.
Peace and love,
KareBear
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Du'Doll
No offense to Du'Doll... your poetry will be missed.... but why do people always refer to the blender as a phase, or something to grow out of? There are all different ages of people here... all different reasons for posting... I just don't see poetry sharing as an immature pastime. It's just always irked me when people post that they are leaving the blender because they've "grown out of it" what does that mean?? *sigh* I hope this site is here until I am a 94 year old woman.
distant moon
Glad you enjoyed my poem. Yeah, I tried to "not feel" either but I ended up just feeling...nothing. I guess that's what you get for trying to not feel anything, and well, it sucked simply put. But anyway, thanks for enjoying the poem.
Echolation
Yes sometimes I wonder as well if I had never written poetry would I still be the same emotional mess that I am sometimes inside? I guess I'll never know. Anywho, thanks for liking the poem...I really don't know where it came from, but I had just had to write it down.
Violet
Yes, I too hope that this site stays around until I am a 96 year old woman as well. ;-)
Hells Bells, I am a 96 year old woman, but not for another ninety years. HA HA! There is no age here, it's timeless and I think writing is ssssoooooooooooo healthy and you don't have to take a pill or let someone else tell you anything. FREEDOM to BE YOU AND For Me to be ME! YES YES YES!! Sorry I got carried away there. I too love this place and will probably be still writing here when I am 96. No offense to anyone who feels the need to move on.
E-gads I thought I was dying with this latest sore throat and ear ache. Havent had one of those in so long I forgot how painful they were. Boy was I spoiled, anyway, I promise to make some comments later today and get back to the boards now that I am not in my bed writing my death poems ha hahaha. Later you all
BK
Twinkle~
smogged out stars . . . was excellent...I know how you feel, I've been there myself...*smile* Great writing...
Thank you for posting it...=)
Love and quiet faith, Ali
BK~
That was a book I had when I was little..."Free to Be You and Me"...It's still on my bookself...I love it...*smile*
Love and quiet faith, Ali
....Off to get more coffee....
I am leaveing because my poetry hurts the one man I love. I have let this cite take higher place in my life then him. I wrote poetry instead of talking to him and expressing to him how I felt. I will be back, but right now there is someone else that uses this page. And it hurts me to read what she writes. So for now I can't write here anymore, because it hurts too many people. Writing isn't a phase it is a part of life. A part that will never die. Wether you write in you notebook, on a napkin, on your hand, or only in your head. You can't ever stop, writing is breathing.
Du'Doll
MichaelT()~ Thank you. I don't completely understand all of my stuff either. Ha!
twinkle~
*Smogged out Stars* is some seriously sensational writin'! Lots of good lines in that one.
Du'Doll~
So true. Writing is essential for some of us. We'll always write, god help us. Take care and I hope things work out for you.
Misti and Ali -
Thanks for your kind comments. It is good to be writing again =).
Michael~ Your latest, "everybody's everything" was great! I loved the words...they read like song lyrics and I automatically wanted to sing them. Very cool. ;-)
Savannah~
Your latest poem made me cry...It was beautiful...And I am at a loss for adequate words...
Love and charming faith, Ali