title for Odette

Awesome!!

But I like my butt more like taffy!! Wait, what? :)

And damn it Gorden you tease, not everybody is interested in tall girls or big beautiful women!!!!! Sheesh!!!

:)

Melissa: You could never become unlovable, Julie.

Michael: I like “leaking out in my not smiles,” because I think you would say “frown” if you meant frown, but they’re smiles when you don’t feel like smiling. I like that.

Julie: in my inability to make myself more of what is needed

Melissa: Oh, but you are exactly what is needed, Julie, whether you realize it or not. It makes me think of those lines from Mary Oliver’s “Landscape,” which I know I’ve quoted elsewhere, but here goes again:

“. . . And now
the crows break off from the rest of the darkness
and burst up into the sky — as though

all night they had thought of what they would like
their lives to be, and imagined
their strong, black wings.”

Julie: their smiles have teeth

Michael: There’s the smiles again, and I like how you’ve used the other meaning of “teeth” here. Very clever.

Melissa: Rated for smiles :-)

i love this, julie! and i actually understand it because of metaness's comment. you are vastly loveable, girl. love love love

That whole thing was fantastic.

I know you are lovely in all your forms. :)

Jules-This is just beautiful. It could make me cry....especially "now it is the exhausted frustration
leaking out in my not smiles
in my inability to make myself more of what is needed"
Oh, just beautiful
Rated

Darlin'! I hope things get better for you!

Julie, I really liked this....very deep....very insightful. Judging from the title though, I have a feeling it was meant for us...

Everyone knows, Goddess hates a jerky butt, but she does respect 'em.

oh no! I pulled 'jerky butts' out of my, er, butt! No one was a target ... of my 'jerky butt.'

Oh my god. I cannot believe I just typed that.

True peace with oneself and with the world around us can
only be achieved through the development of mental peace.
— Dalai Lama

Sharing a little Sunday tranquility with you. Hugs.

*snort* oh yeah, that title was purely for Odette, although, to be honest, I love the phrase and think it might have a future in this house.

Mrs. Michaels, Goddess would be the only one, then- down with the jerky butts! well, unless they are being funny, then I'll just have to be conflicted about the jerky butts

"Judging from the title though, I have a feeling it was meant for us." Patricia, no, I wrote these poems about a week ago during a rough patch of clinicals, and didn't think I'd be throwing them out there, because they are hardly career advancing words...but *eh* I doubt anyone is watching who can stomp on me (oh please whatever deity is listening at the moment, cone of silence, androgynous creature, cone of silence is all I'm asking for- I will be good and true and perfect...just not today) Thanks though :) I'm glad you like them!

Penrose, you and me both, Thank you :)

Hiya Julie- damn woman, Thank you.

Odette :) Thanks for the nudge to actually give voice to anything. Jerky butts indeed- you make me smile when I most need it.

Teddie, I'm glad you liked it!! Thanks for stopping by and for the love. Love is good.

Wow Melissa, just wow- that poem part you quoted will be one I need to type out and put in my pocket for 'those' days. Thanks woman.

Michael- you got it exactly. (& thank you for getting me!)

Tink, speak for yourself dude, I wouldn't mind something to pull. ;)
and it even got the gender right- I mean for a bot that's f*in impressive.

Gordon, bring me tall amazonian curvy sexy women and I will follow you to the ends of the earth.

Safe Bet- I keep aiming for mental peace. Rarely get there, but I do aim. Thanks for the hugs :)

I may smell like jerky butts, but I still love your poetry.

Jerky butts are everywhere...but this is the first in poetry form. The last two lines...so true.

"the rot inside burbling up in acne pustules "

DAMN! I had to run to my post and look at Megan! SWEET Megan!

Wonderfully written.
Rated

Awesome poetry. I loved every word.

BUT......Dammit, this is like the FIFTH post I've been to that said there would be Jerky Boys in it, and not a single video or audio track.

Y'all are nothing but Jerky Boys teasers, you know that?

I'm gonna go have some lunch now.......

Still loving your poetry - in all it's forms and smiles and gyrations :)

This portion resonates with me most:
"and the scent of failure that surrounded me
now it is the exhausted frustration
leaking out in my not smiles
in my inability to make myself more of what is needed"

The images of smiles 'leaking' gives them a liquid stretched out feel, like a laught that turns into a scream.

peece,
dj

great poem, but I don't get the title

I have the feeling that I'm missing the context, as I often do

Wonderfully expressed.

Great poem. The title? (famous hyblaean snort)!

Hugs and such for you, my dear.

Love you.

Great poem.

sit n smile, julie. sit n smile.

:^)

Can't a girl run-away for a few days without missing all the fun? The title mislead me until about the third read. Now what's up with jerky in this place?

Julie, sometimes I'm a jerky butt, sometimes I'm not, but you always write so beautifully...so 'on'....

You are really something, Miss Julie, and these are fantastic. Highly rated and not out dated.

Yes, Julie, you are loved by all forms! You are one of the most unique and loving people here. xoxoxo And, hey, I love you too!!! Lots!!! Hugs....

Just lovely, Julie. You really have a way of writing wonderfully expressive poetry.

"my inability to make myself more of what is needed" - ah, sweet woman, take a deep breath and give yourself a hug from me. What is needed is simply you being you. That is enough.

I keep reading this over again and finding something new in it. That's always a good sign. Best to you as always.

Damn, this really hit home with me. What a punch in the face. And I mean that in a really good way, just to be clear. Wow.

i really like this, julie. read it several times and almost made me weepy 'cept i have no soul and no heart, so tears don't come easily...but if i did!

I wonder that same thing: whether that goddess we're supposed to be can morph into a pile of crap, for lack of a better word. it's a thin line between goddess and poopness. hence the jerky butt, i'm sure.

i loved:

in my inability to make myself more of what is needed

and

their smiles have teeth.

indeed. they do.

Awesome! I will be reading much more of your page! Love your bio- very honest and real! Thank you for that!

There are smiles and then there are REAL smiles. As long as we can tell the difference, it's okay.

acne pustules! love it.
as for the second installment... quite amazing. quite, quite.