tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9804989.post112323623101040500..comments2023-04-18T05:44:04.300-04:00Comments on Songs To A Midnight Sky: ContemplationsPrishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03970753027686923295noreply@blogger.comBlogger8125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9804989.post-1123379509277555592005-08-06T21:51:00.000-04:002005-08-06T21:51:00.000-04:00Thanks Pris but the only thing I know about HTML i...Thanks Pris but the only thing I know about HTML is it means hyper text markup language and that's not saying much. I have checked that out in my templates and played with it and I get a link on my blog but when I click on it I get sent right back to my template. Thanks to favs I'm not going to spend too much time fretting over it. Stay well and happy!mousehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04333311105331572959noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9804989.post-1123355923899065182005-08-06T15:18:00.000-04:002005-08-06T15:18:00.000-04:00hi mousethere's actually a blog help site. if you ...hi mouse<BR/>there's actually a blog help site. if you know any html, this link will tell you how to set up links;<BR/><A HREF="http://help.blogger.com/bin/answer.py?answer=110&topic=22" REL="nofollow">HERE</A><BR/><BR/>And thanks for having me in your favs!!<BR/>prisPrishttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03970753027686923295noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9804989.post-1123355545666179512005-08-06T15:12:00.000-04:002005-08-06T15:12:00.000-04:00I know you know that age changes everything, but i...I know you know that age changes everything, but isn't it a bitch!<BR/>Maybe I'm not too old to figure out the links thing, but I haven't got there yet. So I live with "Add to favourites" and you're one of them!mousehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04333311105331572959noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9804989.post-1123259222239273902005-08-05T12:27:00.000-04:002005-08-05T12:27:00.000-04:00Hi again, Tammyduhhhh...realized I'd already linke...Hi again, Tammy<BR/>duhhhh...realized I'd already linked you:-)Prishttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03970753027686923295noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9804989.post-1123258997626276532005-08-05T12:23:00.000-04:002005-08-05T12:23:00.000-04:00Hi TammyThanks! By all means, links. I'll do the s...Hi Tammy<BR/>Thanks! By all means, links. I'll do the same with yours.<BR/>PrisPrishttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03970753027686923295noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9804989.post-1123258153454667482005-08-05T12:09:00.000-04:002005-08-05T12:09:00.000-04:00Wow! Love it! Love it! Love it!And I finally figu...Wow! Love it! Love it! Love it!<BR/>And I finally figured out how to post links on my blog. So I hope you don't mind if I link to yours.tammyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14265894670782173855noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9804989.post-1123244776322684962005-08-05T08:26:00.000-04:002005-08-05T08:26:00.000-04:00Steven..what a beautiful poem. So loving. I can on...Steven..what a beautiful poem. So loving. I can only be grateful that I've known men in my past who, were they poets, COULD write these words. I have some poems in my repertoire written with them in mind. I'll have to find one and post it. Thanks for this one.Prishttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03970753027686923295noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9804989.post-1123244075281947062005-08-05T08:14:00.000-04:002005-08-05T08:14:00.000-04:00This poem bristles with raw anger!Here's one of Ke...This poem bristles with raw anger!<BR/><BR/>Here's one of Ken Patchen's. Just imagine the poems you'd write if you'd found him as a lover.<BR/><BR/>I’d want her eyes to fill with wonder<BR/>I’d want her lips to open just a little<BR/>I’d want her breasts to lift at my touch<BR/><BR/><I>And O I’d tell her that I loved her</I><BR/>I’d say that the world began and ended where she was<BR/>O I’d swear that the Beautiful wept to see her naked loveliness<BR/><BR/>I’d want her thighs to put birds in my fingers<BR/>I’d want her belly to be as soft and warm as a sleeping kitten’s<BR/>I’d want her sex to meet mine as flames kissing in a dream forest<BR/><BR/><I>And O I’d tell her that I loved her</I><BR/>I’d say that all the noblest things of earth and heaven<BR/>Were made more noble because she lived<BR/>And O I’d know that the prettiest angels knelt there<BR/>As she lay asleep in my armstaiji heartworkhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04595359310693222976noreply@blogger.com