Booze is my monkey and I want a drink every second of every hour of every day. Been sober 16 years. I applaud your resolve. Stay healthy. Show those cigarettes who's boss. - shalom
Buddah Moskowitz
Dear young ones, for years I've seen them come over our borders like dirty water over a dam and they even don't try to fit in they have their strange language and their godawful food and they don't seem afraid of our laws one of them even made improper sexual advances on my wife
Hi - nicely done - I won't pretend to know what you're going through. Our youngest daughter (aged 9) has been diagnosed with depression. They thought it was ADD, ODD, bipolar, etc. So some days are better than others with her. Although she has this incredible writing ability - some of her imagery is perfect - I worry about how her mental health will progress through the years. If you're interested, here's my poem about her <a href="http:/
I echo these sentiments - parenting is a hard job, and stepparenting is no picnic either. And, you're a great writer. My 15 year old is a lawyer, you need to say everything precisely to him, with no ambiguity at all or he will look for the loophole and exploit it, and then blame me. He, however, can be as inarticulate as he wants and I must decipher him. Me: I asked you not to tease your sister. KC: You told me not to t
the extremity of the words almost detracts from this piece, needs more understatement. Keep writing, don't let my observation bum you out - shalom
May you have a blessed year ahead! All of Birthday Land is at your feet!
Thanks so much Trinitie! I am honored that my book's arrival meant so much to you. I hope you enjoy it and thanks again - its a real thrill knowing people like you have connected with my writing! Shalom!
Wow! A quantum leap forward in your writing. Strong and clear - what a great voice you've found! Excellent!
Our days are packed with children and jobs and chores and details and when everything gets quiet after 10pm she and I limp into bed there is quiet ecstasy laying my body down on cool soft sheets my back muscles releasing exhaling long and slow and it is a silent wonder to feel her soft warm body
She came from a family that spoke 3 languages, turkish, spanish and french. ewww {on the french} Thank you for making my point for me.
BTW - Mod Man, Your comments sound like you're an "America, Love it or Leave It" guy but from what I've read you don't aren't normally so intolerant. Where's the moderate part of your identity? And your comment about "learning how to speak English is just too much to ask of this new generation of law breakers" doesn't really have a place in this discussion - althoug
BTW - Mod Man, Your comments sound like you're an "America, Love it or Leave It" guy but from what I've read you don't sound that intolerant. Surely, where's the moderate part of your identity?
Locamama has the right answer! Take away the incentive to come here - I say to those employers who knowingly hire illegals, they should get a minimum year in prison. It;s one thing to break the law and come here illegally, it's another to profit from it. These employers should be treated as the traitors they are.
I echo Dharmagrl - there are many Jews like myself who also are buddhists. That's a good delineation - buddhism is a process for the here and now, and Judaism is my understanding of the past and the future. Jewish Mysticism (hasidism and kaballah, for example) complements elements of Buddhism beautifully. I see no problem with being Buddhist and anything else.
To Quoth: They portray Buddha as an actual god (God is surely beyond that!), Would you say the same thing about Christians who believed that Jesus was god as well? A nightmarish life? How so? What is worse, dying inthe flames of hell for all eternity or coming back as a crow? I appreciate your questions, but perhaps you need to study some other Buddhist texts for a more compassionate perspective on Buddhism. - Shalom, Mos
Beautiful, Maggie - may I send you to this thing I wrote about my pseudonym Link ? You don't write poetry, but you do write poetically. Nicely done. - Shalom, Buddah M
I like the ambiguity and the brevity. Did you lend one of your kids money? I liked this.
I wonder who this is? A sister? A lover? Doesn't matter it's so well done.
sugar is my kryptonite anger is my pilot light booze is my funhouse mirror music is my fruit time is my mockingbird sex is my glue writing is my revenge Groucho is my long lost uncle silence is my prayer desire is my serpent jealousy is my jailer gluttony is my downfall television is my comfort ho
Don't I know it!? It took a full 10 calendar days to get mine! I hope you will feel your patience rewarded. shalom
Women at some point in their lives have this revelation, they realize that they have become "their mother" I think it just means for most of us, Mom is the first strong connection we make to another person. Therefore, so much of our perception is filtered through those earliest of experiences with Mom, Mom quality notwithstanding. Mom is a ver
came in the mail today and it was thinner than I hoped it would be this was all I wrote in a year? Seems like I had a year more full than this slight volume would indicate it's a "publish on demand" book so it may not count as a real book but I have sold three copi
Beebs - I admire taking on this subject matter. It is a little undisciplined, but that's not a weakness. I guess what's lacking is your emotional response to it. I can tell what you're thinking, but what are you feeling? Still, a good poem needing a little bit of polish. Shalom Link
Draginol, What I couldn't figure out abou this whole "drama" is why LW's husband would want to stay someplace that clearly wasn't for him. JoeUser is not a right, it's a privilege. I can see that, and I don't think it's too much to ask for to request a little civility. Personally, I disagree with pretty much everything you write, but it's plain disrespectful to treat the "owner of the house" poorly. I try and teach my kids that you can disagree with respect, and still be able to coexist peac
"you can’t unring a bell" that’s what I thought when I woke up March 10, 1986 I was scheduled to have a vasectomy that afternoon at 2 I was keeping my part of the unspoken agreement I had made with the crazy blonde woman with whom I had an abortion on the day before Valentine’s Day the abortion was by mutual consent but the vasectomy wa