Dang, I forgot again… sometimes things are just out of my control! I have been trying so hard to keep things under control on all of my websites and taking calls on NiteFlirt… as well as other stuff! Anyway, a day or two late is better than never, right?
TMI Tuesday #121

1. By what nickname(s) were you known as a child?
Peanut, and one that I cannot mention! Sorry!!
2. Do you have a favorite poem and, if so, what is it? Recite it (or a snippet) here, please.
Man, this is a difficult one! I have so many favorite poems… some of which I have posted right here in this blog… I love Dorothy Parker and Emily Dickenson. I really love Alfred Tennyson, Pablo Neruda and e.e. Cummings… the list goes on! Okay, am going to post three of my favorites….
Wild Nights–Wild Nights!
By Emily DickensonWild nights–wild nights!
Were I with thee
Wild nights should be
our luxury!
Futile the winds
To heart in port–
Done with the compass,
Done with the chart!
Rowing in Eden–
As the sea!
Might I moor, tonight,
In thee!
And,
i carry your heart with me
by e. e. cummings
i carry your heart with me (i carry it in
my heart) i am never without it (anywhere
i go you go, my dear; and whatever is done
by only me is your doing, my darling)
i fear
no fate (for you are my fate, my sweet) i want
no world (for beautiful you are my world, my true)
and it’s you are whatever a moon has always meant
and whatever a sun will always sing is you
here is the deepest secret nobody knows
(here is the root of the root and the bud of the bud
and the sky of the sky of a tree called life; which grows
higher than soul can hope or mind can hide)
and this is the wonder that’s keeping the stars apart
i carry your heart (i carry it in my heart)
Cannot help it, one more….
Naked
~by Pablo Neruda
Naked, you are simple as a hand,
smooth, earthy, small…transparent, round.
You have moon lines and apple paths;
Naked, you are slender as the wheat.
Naked, Cuban blue midnight is your color,
Naked, I trace the stars and vines in your hair;
Naked, you are spacious and yellow
As a summer’s wholeness in a golden church.
Naked, you are tiny as your fingernail;
Subtle and curved in the rose-colored dawn
And you withdraw to the underground world
As if down a long tunnel of clothing and of chores:
your clear light dims, gets dressed, drops its leaves,
And becomes a naked hand again.
3. What is your greatest regret in life, something that you failed to do that you wish you did?
WOW…. this is really, really, really personal and I wish not to go into it on my blog! Thanks again for your understanding!
4. You are tired and hungry, but it’s too late to cook. If any snack food were available to you, what would you choose and why?
Freshly cut fruit or Pita Chips!
5. What is the oldest item of clothing (not jewelry!) that you wear regularly and what do you love about it?
One of my FSU sweatshirts…. they are just plain damn comfy and I love showing my allegiance! And, a pair of really comfy gray flannel shorts…
Bonus (as in optional):Name a movie or TV show that changed your thinking or behavior.
Just one? Gonna be a couple… Bridges of Madison County, Shrek, Beaches, Stepmom… okay, I’ll stop!!!
Here’s hoping y’all had a fantastic day!
PEACE