nap time
time to take off your clothes
and come to bed with me

i sleep, then you sleep

i wake and watch over you

everything about you is beautiful

the snoring, the farting, the moving around
everything about you is beautiful

Ian Thomas Howard
1942 - 2020
Died on 28th October 2020 at 17:10.

He wrote under the names of Yenti and Sparrow as well as his own name.

Would anybody be interested in a workshop on rhyme patterns?

This is Sparrow, Ian T, Yenti, and just ME.
It would be so wonderful to be able to walk with each of you at this moment..
I have just been informed that I have contracted Cancer of my pancreas...
As there is no cure for this it is just a question of Earth time.. I will be able to be there with you all at anytime, when I have journey on..
It has been a great few years here and the help we have given out must continue.
I am going to join those great poets we have, Esker, Lonnie. The Moonman, Jess, and of course Judy Our Aussie wonder Woman.

We have a new workshop starting 11 September
come check it out perhaps sign up
click on the Basic Critique for a description

titled it "Social Distancing". Figured it would be fun and might even be good enough to win but didn't really care about that. I posted it for fun and to show support for contests. But........
It has become a political forum instead. Not my intent, just accidentally. Now the question that I'd like answered is whether this is a good or bad thing? Fell free to post your opinion here ...........stan

Hi Andrew,
I write to you to point out a problem being faced by a fellow member Ms.Gracy. She has mentioned in a comment that when she posts a poem, in recent times, she gets a message about her poem being created but does not stream. Today Geezer had to post her poem "Encounter" on her behalf.

I am sure you and your team would look into this and fix it..

Regards and thanks...raj

I'm likely going to be awol a week or so (pause for cheering). My best friend has passed oner to the other side and left me hollow

I thought you'll be better
When you come promising forever
Telling me you'll stay and leaving never,
And my heart will be yours to hold, forever and ever.

Guess yours wasn't different from the mythic old tales
That I heard from men in the past that made me ail
I tried so much not to think 'bout it, but to no avail
Even to myself, am sometimes derail(ed).

I find it strange that the Chinese said that the Chinese virus was not transmitted from person to person for so long. I also find it strange that while they shut down all internal flights from Wuhan they still allowed said flights to continue to the rest of the world, Stange, strange, strange