1. tuesday Says:

    i loved her. so on my team. posies and all.

  2. peter hinson Says:

    our team all the way.

  3. miss mewer Says:

    definately want her on our team!

  4. tuesday Says:

    If only she could find it in her heart and limbs to love me as she loves nessamonster.

  5. miss mewer Says:

    one day it will be obvious why not to mourn the love that wasnt yours.

  6. tuesday Says:

    i shall spread the petals of one thousand posies on that love’s grave.

  7. miss mewer Says:

    I saw grief drinking a cup of sorrow
    And called out
    “It tastes sweet, does it not”

    “You’ve caught me” Grief answered
    “and you’ve have ruined my business.
    How can I sell sorrow
    when you know its a blessing””

  8. miss mewer Says:

    Love Dogs

    by Rumi

    One night a man was crying,

    Allah! Allah!

    His lips grew sweet with the praising,

    until a cynic said,

    “So! I have heard you

    calling out, but have you ever

    gotten any response?”

    The man had no answer to that.

    He quit praying and fell into a confused sleep.

    He dreamed he saw Khidr, the guide of souls,

    in a thick, green foliage.

    “Why did you stop praising?”

    “Because I’ve never heard anything back.”

    “This longing you express is the return message.”

    The grief you cry out from

    draws you toward union.

    Your pure sadness

    that wants help

    is the secret cup.

    Listen to the moan of a dog for its master.

    that whining is the connection.

    There are love-dogs

    no one knows the names of

    Give your life

    to be one of them.