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Well we all have that little sad feeling I guess FS.  Even if we were on a desert island some little maiden in a grass skirt would evoke the same  emotion and for the ladies a warrior with a bone through his nose.

posted by C_C_T on March 24, 2018 at 10:25 AM | link to this | reply

Re: Maeneeci

Ihank you , I hope you like it here, if only for a while

posted by C_C_T on March 24, 2018 at 10:21 AM | link to this | reply

We find ourselves having many things we would like to change when we look into the past. One can feel the sadness.

posted by FormerStudentIntern on March 24, 2018 at 9:18 AM | link to this | reply

C.C.T.

So, all this sounds like a spring earthen nature boy sir.

posted by BC-A on March 24, 2018 at 9:00 AM | link to this | reply

I really like this poem. Love how you played around with your words. 

posted by Maeneeci on March 24, 2018 at 7:32 AM | link to this | reply

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Follow the birds Bill they have a nasty little secret .

posted by C_C_T on March 24, 2018 at 1:55 AM | link to this | reply

Re: Kabu

You are lucky then, I would love to be young again and dig half an acre of ground over without thinking of hormones.

posted by C_C_T on March 24, 2018 at 1:54 AM | link to this | reply

Re: Katray

I hope I am joking Kat. Thank you.

posted by C_C_T on March 24, 2018 at 1:52 AM | link to this | reply

Re:Pat

Well Pat what can I say only that most people only see what they want to see.

Perhaps you could ask the lady if she was speaking from experience. Just say you wondered, don't mention it was discussed please, please, please. 

posted by C_C_T on March 24, 2018 at 1:51 AM | link to this | reply

Timely and well done, CC

The ail and the cure..

posted by Katray2 on March 24, 2018 at 1:44 AM | link to this | reply

Hmnnnnn, Spring lust hormones and love...reading these i sort of feel glad not to be young.

posted by Kabu on March 23, 2018 at 5:04 PM | link to this | reply

The way to a man's heart is a kiss. Nature's fickle too sir.

posted by BC-A on March 23, 2018 at 3:32 PM | link to this | reply

How well you describe Nature's trickery, the double temptations of

attraction and the urge to flee. In our writing group one of the women spoke on this very subject, how we are pulled by powerful hormones into procreation mode, and thus blinded, we see only what we want to behold in the object of our momentary attention. As I read these two poems I kept thinking, "wait a minute, wait a munute."  

posted by Pat_B on March 23, 2018 at 1:26 PM | link to this | reply