Paying For The Gas That Killed Sylvia

Elizabeth Sigmund, confidante and perhaps one of Sylvia Plath's closest friends recounts her memories of Sylvia and Ted and their tragic lives. "The academic research will go on because Sylvia Plath was a very important poet. But I think it would be far better if the personal details of Ted's and Sylvia's life were let be, because what good can it do, bringing it up again?"

The Call

Looney tunes
Everyone looks about
Chattering birds oblivious
On an invisible telephone line

Thanks to Jilly... for the link.

I'm terza rima, and I talk and smile. Where others lock their rhymes and thoughts away I let mine out, and chatter all the while. I'm rarely on my own - a wasted day Is any day that's spent without a friend, With nothing much to do or hear or say. I like to be with people, and depend On company for being entertained; Which seems a good solution, in the end. What Poetry Form Are You?

There is a Poem Somewhere Here

Just give me a little time... **grin**

Thank You George W.

Meet the Press on Sunday cleared up one thing for certain. My previously held assumptions about the President are right on the mark.

Subliminals

1. Identity:: stolen
   
2. Reveal:: expose
   
3. Live:: moving
   
4. Attitude:: stubborn
   
5. Night:: nocturnal
   
6. Nevada:: gambling
   
7. Weekend:: fun
   
8. Write:: poetry
   
9. Friend:: companion
   
10. Seventeen:: youth
    

Cold

The young boys face
stung with the bite of the icy wind
but he said noting.
His mother's flesh was no different
than his. They waited for the bus
knee deep in the road waste piled
at the bus stop by plows.