[izme]

Fish stokes the fire and sit's on his favortie log...dancing embers by fire light.....positive thinking with all my might

[help4me]

*picks up guitar and begins singing "Unwritten" by NATASHA BEDINGFIELD






I am unwritten, can't read my mind, I'm undefined
I'm just beginning, the pen's in my hand, ending unplanned

Staring at the blank page before you
Open up the dirty window
Let the sun illuminate the words that you could not find

Reaching for something in the distance
So close you can almost taste it
Release your inhibitions
Feel the rain on your skin
No one else can feel it for you
Only you can let it in
No one else, no one else
Can speak the words on your lips
Drench yourself in words unspoken
Live your life with arms wide open
Today is where your book begins
The rest is still unwritten

Oh, oh, oh

I break tradition, sometimes my tries, are outside the lines
We've been conditioned to not make mistakes, but I can't live that way

Staring at the blank page before you
Open up the dirty window
Let the sun illuminate the words that you could not find

Reaching for something in the distance
So close you can almost taste it
Release your inhibitions
Feel the rain on your skin
No one else can feel it for you
Only you can let it in
No one else, no one else
Can speak the words on your lips
Drench yourself in words unspoken
Live your life with arms wide open
Today is where your book begins

Feel the rain on your skin
No one else can feel it for you
Only you can let it in
No one else, no one else
Can speak the words on your lips
Drench yourself in words unspoken
Live your life with arms wide open
Today is where your book begins
The rest is still unwritten

Staring at the blank page before you
Open up the dirty window
Let the sun illuminate the words that you could not find

Reaching for something in the distance
So close you can almost taste it
Release your inhibitions
Feel the rain on your skin
No one else can feel it for you
Only you can let it in
No one else, no one else
Can speak the words on your lips
Drench yourself in words unspoken
Live your life with arms wide open
Today is where your book begins

Feel the rain on your skin
No one else can feel it for you
Only you can let it in
No one else, no one else
Can speak the words on your lips
Drench yourself in words unspoken
Live your life with arms wide open
Today is where your book begins
The rest is still unwritten
The rest is still unwritten
The rest is still unwritten

[JEBWrench]

Come on, y'all know what a Poetry Slam is, right?

[izme]

Originally Posted by JEBWrench

Come on, y'all know what a Poetry Slam is, right?

Nope, and I'm sorry for my misconception...but this is the only place within TSG the will remain positive...I'm sorry if I percieved your words as being negative

[help4me]

Rose are red
Violets are blue
both of you hush
I'm singing to you

[JEBWrench]

A poetry slam is when a bunch of people sit around telling poems and singing songs.

[izme]

Originally Posted by JEBWrench

A poetry slam is when a bunch of people sit around telling poems and singing songs.

[moonmist]

Originally Posted by JEBWrench

A poetry slam is when a bunch of people sit around telling poems and singing songs.

Thats girls scout camp

[JEBWrench]

I told the stars I dreamed
Of an angel.
And they called out to me.
They said:
You have one, somewhere,
Already.
All you need to do is find her.

[JEBWrench]

Originally Posted by moonmist

Thats girls scout camp

I wouldn't know, I haven't been to one officially. Snuck in.... Maybe.

[moonmist]

Originally Posted by JEBWrench

I told the stars I dreamed
Of an angel.
And they called out to me.
They said:
You have one, somewhere,
Already.
All you need to do is find her.

Someone Call ??

[JEBWrench]

Originally Posted by moonmist

Someone Call ??

I think you've got a few too many horns under that halo to qualify, Miss Moonie.

[help4me]

* meanders down the beach...stopping every now and again....picking up a glistening sea shell......Rain comes prancing up....tossing her head...wanting attention...* Alright Rain....let's go....*climbs upon Rain's back....and Rain softly gallops down the shore line*

[izme]

Thunder smells the air....what softness lies around the bend?

[JEBWrench]

Rain...?