Message In A Bottle

Tommi · 06-03-2011, 08:01 AM

Dearest,
I'm sorry. I truly am. I wish we had a do-over.
PS.
I have that winning lottery ticket in a safe place.I'll write more later.
Love, your Darling

WolfyOne · 07-06-2011, 03:31 PM

If I ever get off this secluded island...writing message on a piece of tree bark because I used the last of my writing paper.

Scribbles, I'd like to teach the world to sing in PERFECT HARMONY

I don't even have a bottle at the moment, so I'm tossing out the tree bark in hopes someone will find it.

PS, send bottles and paper

Kätzchen · 10-05-2011, 06:08 PM

Be Kind

we are always asked
to understand the other person's
viewpoint
no matter how
out-dated
foolish or
obnoxious.

~ Charles Bukowski ~

BugsAndKisses · 10-05-2011, 06:36 PM

please send sunblock and rum...but leave me in peace on my island! And don't touch my coconuts!

Bard · 10-05-2011, 06:48 PM

One ring to show our love
One ring to bind us
One ring to seal our love
And forever to entwine us.

May 26th 2012....

bright_arrow · 10-05-2011, 07:45 PM

Quote:

Originally Posted by Bard

One ring to show our love
One ring to bind us
One ring to seal our love
And forever to entwine us.

May 26th 2012....

Hey now!

Enchantress · 03-25-2013, 10:10 PM

I am lost, in the deep blue wetness of the sea. My coordinates are unclear. But, if you locate the mermaids and singing sirens, you'll be ever so near.

Come, find me.

Soft*Silver · 10-05-2011, 11:13 PM

"you wont find your answers in here..."

Tcountry · 10-08-2011, 02:53 AM

Nothing is ever as bad as it seems at first....
& everything happens for a reason.

Kätzchen · 01-18-2012, 01:27 PM

For Johnny Pole on the Forgotten Beach

by, Anne Sexton

In his tenth July some instinct
taught him to arm the waiting wave,
a giant where its mouth hung open.
He rode on the lip that buoyed him there
and buckled him under. The beach was strung
with children paddling their ages in,
under the glare od noon chipping
its light out. He stood up, anonymous
and straight among them, between
their sand pails and nursery crafts.
The breakers cartwheeled in and over
to puddle their toes and test their perfect
skin. He was my brother, my small
Johnny brother, almost ten. We flopped
down upon a towel to grind the sand
under us and watched the Atlantic sea
move fire, like night sparklers;
and lost our weight in the festival
season. He dreamed, he said, to be
a man designed like a balanced wave...
how someday he would wait, giant and straight.
Johnny, your dream moves summers inside my mind.
He was tall and twenty that July,
but there was no balance to help;
only the shells came straight and even.
This was the first beach of assault;
the odor of death hung in the air
like rotting potatoes, the junkyard
of landing craft waited open and rusting.
The bodies were strung out as if they were
still reaching for each other, where they lay
to blacken, to burst through their perfect
skin. And Johnny Pole was one of them.
He gave in like a small wave, a sudden
hole in his belly and the years all gone
where the Pacific noon chipped its light out.
Like a bean bag, outflung, head loose
and anonymous, he lay. Did the sea move fire
for its battle season? Does he lie there
forever, where his rifle waits, giant
and straight?...I think you die again and live again,
Johnny, each summer that moves inside my mind.

07-06-2011, 03:31 PM	#2
WolfyOne Magically Delicious How Do You Identify?: Gentle Butch Relationship Status: Single and content Join Date: Nov 2009 Location: Minnesota Posts: 6,558 My Photo Gallery Thanks: 22,052 Thanked 15,392 Times in 4,138 Posts Rep Power: 21474858	If I ever get off this secluded island...writing message on a piece of tree bark because I used the last of my writing paper. Scribbles, I'd like to teach the world to sing in PERFECT HARMONY I don't even have a bottle at the moment, so I'm tossing out the tree bark in hopes someone will find it. PS, send bottles and paper __________________ Being deeply loved by someone gives you strength; loving someone deeply gives you courage --- Lao Tzo

10-05-2011, 06:48 PM	#5
Bard Family Man How Do You Identify?: TG Male Preferred Pronoun?: Masculine ones Relationship Status: She just gets me Join Date: Nov 2009 Location: ..... Posts: 2,828 My Photo Gallery Thanks: 2,997 Thanked 12,786 Times in 2,431 Posts Rep Power: 21474854	One ring to show our love One ring to bind us One ring to seal our love And forever to entwine us. May 26th 2012.... __________________ This is ten percent luck, twenty percent skill Fifteen percent concentrated power of will Five percent pleasure, fifty percent pain And a hundred percent reason to remember the name! Give yourself over to absolute pleasure. Swim the warm waters of sins of the flesh - erotic nightmares beyond any measure, and sensual daydreams to treasure forever. Can't you just see it? Don't dream it, be it.

03-25-2013, 10:10 PM	#7
Enchantress Senior Member How Do You Identify?: A complex confection. Preferred Pronoun?: Miss Join Date: Nov 2009 Location: The land of milk and honey. Posts: 2,169 My Photo Gallery Thanks: 741 Thanked 3,420 Times in 1,200 Posts Rep Power: 21474853	Cobalt Blue I am lost, in the deep blue wetness of the sea. My coordinates are unclear. But, if you locate the mermaids and singing sirens, you'll be ever so near. Come, find me.

10-05-2011, 11:13 PM	#8
SoftSilver Infamous Member How Do You Identify?: femme Preferred Pronoun?: she Relationship Status: Married Join Date: Nov 2009 Location: rose cottage Posts: 5,592 My Photo Gallery Thanks: 8,948 Thanked 15,894 Times in 4,062 Posts Rep Power*: 21474857	boy dont I know this all too well "you wont find your answers in here..." __________________ Pole bachit, a lis chuye. The field sees, the forest hears

10-08-2011, 02:53 AM	#9
Tcountry Senior Member How Do You Identify?: Country Boi Preferred Pronoun?: call it as u see it Relationship Status: Completely...complete ;) Join Date: Aug 2010 Location: Either at the beach or in the pool Posts: 1,665 My Photo Gallery Thanks: 3,929 Thanked 4,287 Times in 1,181 Posts Rep Power: 21474853	Nothing is ever as bad as it seems at first.... & everything happens for a reason. __________________ "You don't Find life worth living; You MAKE IT that way"

06-03-2011, 08:01 AM	#1
Tommi Infamous Member How Do You Identify?: Usually "Hello" Relationship Status: Married and Bound to Tommi's kaijira (Ts_kaijira ) Join Date: Nov 2009 Location: Suthun.... California that is. Across the ridge from Laguna Beach. Posts: 8,151 My Photo Gallery Thanks: 13,621 Thanked 21,337 Times in 5,970 Posts Rep Power: 21474860	Dearest, I'm sorry. I truly am. I wish we had a do-over. PS. I have that winning lottery ticket in a safe place.I'll write more later. Love, your Darling

10-05-2011, 06:08 PM	#3
Kätzchen Member How Do You Identify?: Femme Join Date: May 2010 Location: @ home with my granddaughter, chosen friends & family. ツ Posts: 16,133 My Photo Gallery Thanks: 29,540 Thanked 33,557 Times in 10,669 Posts Rep Power: 21474868	Be Kind we are always asked to understand the other person's viewpoint no matter how out-dated foolish or obnoxious. ~ Charles Bukowski ~

10-05-2011, 06:36 PM	#4
BugsAndKisses Member How Do You Identify?: ladybug, lover of little things Preferred Pronoun?: she Relationship Status: Settled Join Date: Sep 2011 Location: florida Posts: 341 My Photo Gallery Thanks: 278 Thanked 864 Times in 215 Posts Rep Power: 10789160	please send sunblock and rum...but leave me in peace on my island! And don't touch my coconuts!

01-18-2012, 01:27 PM	#10
Kätzchen Member How Do You Identify?: Femme Join Date: May 2010 Location: @ home with my granddaughter, chosen friends & family. ツ Posts: 16,133 My Photo Gallery Thanks: 29,540 Thanked 33,557 Times in 10,669 Posts Rep Power: 21474868	For Johnny Pole on the Forgotten Beach by, Anne Sexton In his tenth July some instinct taught him to arm the waiting wave, a giant where its mouth hung open. He rode on the lip that buoyed him there and buckled him under. The beach was strung with children paddling their ages in, under the glare od noon chipping its light out. He stood up, anonymous and straight among them, between their sand pails and nursery crafts. The breakers cartwheeled in and over to puddle their toes and test their perfect skin. He was my brother, my small Johnny brother, almost ten. We flopped down upon a towel to grind the sand under us and watched the Atlantic sea move fire, like night sparklers; and lost our weight in the festival season. He dreamed, he said, to be a man designed like a balanced wave... how someday he would wait, giant and straight. Johnny, your dream moves summers inside my mind. He was tall and twenty that July, but there was no balance to help; only the shells came straight and even. This was the first beach of assault; the odor of death hung in the air like rotting potatoes, the junkyard of landing craft waited open and rusting. The bodies were strung out as if they were still reaching for each other, where they lay to blacken, to burst through their perfect skin. And Johnny Pole was one of them. He gave in like a small wave, a sudden hole in his belly and the years all gone where the Pacific noon chipped its light out. Like a bean bag, outflung, head loose and anonymous, he lay. Did the sea move fire for its battle season? Does he lie there forever, where his rifle waits, giant and straight?...I think you die again and live again, Johnny, each summer that moves inside my mind. __________________ “Evil flourishes in darkness, Corruption flourishes in secrecy,” ~Attorney’s for the Epstein Sex Abuse Survivors.