scqueen: I'm glad the May thing connected for you. Dare I ask the highs and lows it recalls?
aparajita: the plays well piece was an awakening for me... and hopefully one I've gotten past now.
Savannah Haze: What a beautifully sensuous, evocative piece Just We is. Wow. Ok, Kirk, I would never presume to second-guess your judgment on what belongs on next month's Front Page Picks, but this one is the top of my list of what I've read so far (which, admittedly, is only about a third of the postings).
BK: My boyfriend isn't an alien, but he's from Brooklyn, so close. Very close.
star of david~~ thanks, i take your comments to the heart and i love your piece "the ghost are starting to whisper" the words back up the interesting tittle.
~i'm just him~
tru story
muryan~~ "for every moment" nicely put all can relate and all should READ IT
~i'm just him~
tru story
Wistful, Thank you for the kind words. They were some of the easiest I¡¦ve written since they were entirely true. I enjoyed A Confession. You captured a moment I¡¦ve felt many times in my life and one that I feel often now, even after being in a relationship for so long. I enjoy your candor.
Muryan- For every moment is well done. My husband is no poet, but his love is most definitely poetry.
And Blakey, Untitled is a great analogy. I never thought of it that way. I¡¦ll definitely share this one. ƒº
Calling all creative minds...
I'm taking a graphic design class and one of our projects will be to design a full page ad using a milk carton shape as packaging for any product of our choice. Past examples include a tent in a box, a parachute in a box, a jack-o-lantern, Christmas in a box, etc. I'm looking for a really different idea. Suggestions?
wistufl; Brooklyn is alien for certain ha (just kidding) I think that is wonderful and I understand what you are saying.
SCQueen; How about seasons in a box/ winter-spring-summer-fall just off the top of my head
scqueen: you must take advantage of the pouring aspect of the container... how about stardust in a box? Some kind of glitter or sparkling dust that will make whatever you pour it on shimmer? Washes off with water. Make your shrubs festive for a holiday party. If it were flavored, it could make you extra festive...or you can call it moondust "And they sprinkled moon dust in your hair of gold, and starlight in your eyes of blue"
wistful, it's good prose so it has a leg up already...
wistful,
just curious...what are the age differences between you and the one you are smitten?
cs58
redplasticroses
i can some what relate to your loneliness & you described it well...i am my husband's best friend, but he is not mine...it's taken me years to learn how to be my own best friend, but not recommend it for everyone...good luck with your own journey.
CS58
cryingshame58: He's 54, and I'm 38. Why do you ask?
Speaking of being a best friend...
I have an interesting situation right now. My husband has always been a bit of a loner. For the past four years, I was really his only friend. He had acquaintences, but no one that he went out with or talked to on a regular basis. He was friends with my friends, but they were all female. While I could tell he got lonely sometimes, he rarely complained and generally seemed to enjoy spending the majority of his time with me.
Now that we've moved and he's started a new job, he has many new friends. These people ask him to go out and have a beer and hang out. While I'm happy for him (because he seems so much happier), it has been a bit hard for me. I don't know what it should be. I used to go out with friends after work or on the weekends. But I find myself jealous of his friends. I feel terrible for feeling this way. But at least I know that how I feel is wrong. It's just hard because I guess part of me doesn't feel as needed. Luckily, he takes the time to assure me that I am needed and I am still his best friend.
Wistful,
Often my hunches are correct. In this case, it was... and the best is yet to come to you...Good luck...
CS58
Wistful; What astrological sign is he and which one are you?
bk
Oh, B.K., please don't break my heart.