tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15685795.post114503464919382771..comments2012-02-20T16:36:07.278-08:00Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comBlogger8125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15685795.post-1146976925532130922006-05-06T21:42:00.000-07:002006-05-06T21:42:00.000-07:00every now and then I come across great blogs and then realise that the last post was in 2004 or something like that, and I wonder what happened. Now I'm wondering if that's what's going to become of anon.suzehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18231182809771277514noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15685795.post-1146022747439009612006-04-25T20:39:00.000-07:002006-04-25T20:39:00.000-07:00oh anon i thirst for more words!!<BR/>write of love and loss and beauty and sex and death and wonder!!Meghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13294670856192589724noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15685795.post-1145849942627748602006-04-23T20:39:00.000-07:002006-04-23T20:39:00.000-07:00Where are you?? haven't heard from you for ages. Where are your poems I so look forward to?suzehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18231182809771277514noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15685795.post-1145503719072685612006-04-19T20:28:00.000-07:002006-04-19T20:28:00.000-07:00oh hey!<BR/>heres ur blog, for some reason it asnt showing up.<BR/>its lovely, <BR/>thanks for the commentMeghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13294670856192589724noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15685795.post-1145344522772486372006-04-18T00:15:00.000-07:002006-04-18T00:15:00.000-07:00Very rough...crazy water! Look at Clare...jumping anyway, folowing her dream...man I want these rapids to make an entrance into my life...Jadehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09413872785953566477noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15685795.post-1145316526386850972006-04-17T16:28:00.000-07:002006-04-17T16:28:00.000-07:00I wouldn't have it any other way.<BR/><BR/>The joy is the humiliation; the humiliation the joy. Not from a sense of masochism, but from the liberation in that moment where my idea of my-self, all controlled and safe. drops away and I'm left, as you so rightly say, naked. <BR/><BR/>It's rough but I'm ready.Tomhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08481771662880536159noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15685795.post-1145265680289988072006-04-17T02:21:00.000-07:002006-04-17T02:21:00.000-07:00I like the sea...and sometimes if you can ride the rapids again and again they become beautiful, wild moments that are always diiferent even if you think they're the same stretch of rocks and water...How can they be? Water is too powerful and changing to let that happen...and then the sea rears up and you become a little naked animal swimming around in the vastness again...good stuff I reckon!Jadehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09413872785953566477noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15685795.post-1145066529951172292006-04-14T19:02:00.000-07:002006-04-14T19:02:00.000-07:00Oh sweetie, that sounds rough. and stuff of great Shakepearean tragedy. From across the oceans I am dabbing dettol on cotton wool and cleaning you up. :-)suzehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18231182809771277514noreply@blogger.com