I went scouting for foreign and exotic rhymes to use in my poems. Consider this couplet from a Yetxarian death-tribe in the Pelmati Desert: Ixkapa detripontix flovixkeragla vope / Trixdapa hetripontix plovixteragla kope. Which means: Ten nights without water / Same as one night without [untranslatable word that means something along the lines of sex+music+shot-from-cannon+pastry]. They are considered to be some of the most thrill-seeking zen-trance masters in their quadrant; they sleep/meditate for hours upon hours and then suddenly jump up and thrash about for minutes, followed once again by deep mind-hibernation.

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spelling...:) :) ty Bethy

Whew! thank goodness, that was a close call...I give you a *10* for your apology... ;) ;) ;) oops there must be something in my eye...oh, its just a tear...:) Bethy :) all better now

Thank you Jon for your kind comments, I have missed your poetry...nice to see you back...:) Bethy

Thankyou Al,:) not in all my life have I ever been called such a hurtful name, D-A,PI, made me cry...not by what he voted(those are just numbers) but the way that he judged me rather than the poem. Writing is like a release on reality, I get to live through other characters. I have fun with creating adventure. Some fiction, some non-fiction. I write about my brother(my twin) and how I am watching him die in front of my eyes,(he is the stone man) and I am his sunshine. I love words...wheather they are spelled right or not, I read everything, and love imagination. I am truly a free spirit. Thank you my friend...:) Bethy

so I clean up -then- (them) and -waving-(weaving) and then its bridgs. GAH!