Drunken Goodwill Ramble

tarablackwood22

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Good midnight, everyone. :)

I just wanted to take a minute to say thank you, to you all. :rose:

I will no longer be posting poetry here at lit, at least for now.

There are so many I need to say things to that I’d be sitting for weeks if I were to do it one by one right now.

I’m going to lock up for a while and write. I enjoy my time here far too much, love the talk and play with all you wonderful people, but feel the amount of time spent at those activities runs contrary to my own self-interests. I am exploding with ideas and feel I need to get serious about them, give them the hours they deserve.

There are so many glorious men and women here that I have gotten to know as people and more, but I am afraid to start listing them here for fear of forgetting someone important.

When I came here, the only poetry I had written had been in stacks of secret notebooks I stashed under pillows and floorboards. My footing was unsure and my voice hoarse.

That has changed. This place has some sort of magic that makes one’s poetry grow like Jack’s beans, and I find it impossible to fully explain or even understand how it works.

Certainly the quality of poetry here has a lot to do with it – I am still startled at its level every time I see literotica’s homepage! It is not what one would expect to find.

There is so much real literary talent here to feed off of, and I say my beholden thanks daily.

But it’s far more than that – the atmosphere of encouragement, the spirit of good will, a community of caring with so little of the self-serving venom that seems to dominate other places. All the little things that make lit a home.

I really do need to say thank you publicly to Tathagata – he has taught me so many things these past months that extend far beyond poetry, and I am a richer person in so many ways because of him. The things he and I have shared cannot usually be found without drilling equipment.

……and also to Ange, who shares with me such a common past that it is scary sometimes, as if we had been following each other around for years. Thank you, sister, for your help and guidance and kindness. Escape is in the air, and the sea is rolling.

……and Eve, whose poetry has had such an effect on me. I’ve told her so many times it must be boring to her by now, but I still don’t think she believes me. When I can cut words to the bone like that, I won’t have to diet any more.

…..and anna, with whom I shared very human moments that taught me things about pain and recovery and perseverance and kindness – and lipstick is threatening to run away with Seattle and find a plush basement that doesn’t smell of oil and sawdust.

…..and Syndra, who was the first to recognize that my words might have some worth and was kind enough to say so publicly on a thread and draw more eyes my way.

……and Maria, who I share so much in common with, not only style but also the moments of doubt when we both don’t think we are good as we really are.

…..and echoes, who offered her hand to me early when I was unsure and teetering and helped me gain my feet.

…..and JCStreet – who has said so many wonderful things about my writing, both publicly and privately, praise that is overwhelming in its scope and forces me to believe at least partially what he says because he is a man of such talent and experience – Carl, I’ve told you what I think of your skills and you – everything will be ok –just do what you do..…write.

…..and Fawnie, who is a ball and has shown so much spirit and growth, and is in the process of strapping on the wings she craves.

…..and 1201 – my favorite debating partner and a true lover of all art.

…..and tungtied – thanks to the escapade with lipstick in your cyberbed, I am going to have to resort to physical force to get her out the door here.

…….and lostandfounder, who came to me for help and certainly doesn’t need it any more.

…..and Liar, whose poetry and humanity I find inspirational every day.

……and neo, who has been so kind to me and whose unique poetry makes me shiver.

I sometimes have a hard time shaking the vision of those two boys making sandwich meat out of me. :devil:

……and YDD for his (her?) brutal, precious honesty and demands on me for hard work which drove me forward much more than he (she?) knows.

……and Tess, who always seemed to know when I needed an encouraging comment on my poetry.

…..and Min, who made me smile so many times.

…..and Perks, and Mutt, and Outlash, and trendyredhead, and doormouse, who I had just begun to slowly share with and was so looking forward to getting to know better.

….you see!!!!…now I’m in trouble.

……….because there are 20 more names that just ran through my head and the bottle of wonderful yellow liquid I opened to begin this is well dented now and doing magic tricks to my mind just like the worm of Mescal that squirms at its glass bottom is doing.

If I left you out, mea culpa, and please consider it an error of drunken omission and venial. PM me and I will grovel and beg forgiveness for my sin. I can no longer think straight.

Please answer this thread if you wish, and I will PM you so we can say our privates – or, simply PM if you prefer, and I promise to answer as soon as I can. :rose:

You WILL see me around on Tuesdays to do the daily reviews. I’m afraid to cut the cord totally, fearing the shakes might overwhelm me or some foreign force carry me away to far orbits!

There was some trouble with the directness of my reviews today – I want everyone to understand that I am not leaving because of that. In fact, I will continue to review on Tuesdays as I said, and defend my right as a critic that day to perform that responsibility in the most intellectually honest way I can. This is not a move of drama, but one of personal interest.

Champagne – I very much respect your opinion about the reviews..I just disagree. :rose:

I also want to apologize to those of you who I did not reach out to and get to know, even though I saw you there all the time. How can I explain why I didn’t? Stupidity comes to mind. That’s you Lauren…and Boo….and Fool….and champagne.....and many others.

Thank you all for everything – your kind words, your friendship and support, your motivation ….. thank you for all that, and more.

Now for the rest of the tequila…..as soon as I get the courage to press the ‘Post’ button. ;)

………………………well it’s 4:30 in the morning. I chickened out. Here goes another try.

Love everybody. :kiss:

OK -- it wouldn't let me post because it said I had to many symbols....what does that mean?

I had a heart next to every single person's name -- let's try it this way. :heart: That's my own heart, for all of you.
 
oh sure

Now you tell me you can stay up till 430 drinking...

Thank you Tara..for all the help you've given me.
My poetry has grown in ways I never knew it could.
you were honest, not always kind, but you were right.
You pushed me and made me better.
I will be forever grateful.

As for the rest of your assertions...
You have given me much more than I have you
You had all those things inside you before I came along...and you will have them long after i'm gone.
All I did was say..."look.."


I wish you all the best..i'm sure your talent and one-mindedness will serve you well.
Write like a demon, but don't forget to eat.
:p

and spend time with the babes..they refresh you and keep you focused on what's really important.

I have made many friends here
Yours was the most unexpected and yet the deepest in many ways.

We have left our marks on each other
and so we are immortal.

You will always be reflected in my words now.


Be Well Irish Girl
:D
I expect great things from you

namaste'
slan go Foill

with love and admiration

T
:heart: :rose:
 
heh. you're not getting rid of me woman--as you well know. us joisey gals gotta stick together. ;)

:kiss: :heart: :rose:
 
well i already made a point in sharing with all these lovely folk how much you helped me with my poetry..always honest even when it wasn't pretty:eek:

ty ty ty for every effort you invested into helping me.

now for the other part, you're so damn young, but so damn wise, makes me wonder what hides in your closet. i say that because far too many times you pushed my buttons, rattled my cage and triggered emotional outbursts that surprised even me.

at first i thought, you were just randomly shooting and stray bullets were flying...hitting me sometimes.

it wasn't til a couple nights ago that i realized i was far more naked then i knew, and that you understood a lot more about me then most who have known me a lifetime, and can't see past the smile i gladly wear for those in my life.

anyway, this should prob be a pm but i want people to know what just a very short time getting to know you has meant to me.

i sat here while you exposed me on another thread, and i webt..bitter tears before it was through..you sugar had nailed the truth. it was cleansing in a way, a stranger seeing my soulish nakedness..

you hardly let me nibble on your essence sweet lady, but it flooded a big hole inside of me, i'm not sure how that can happen at a funky website poetry thread but it did, and should say plenty about how beautiful you are..right to the core.

ty for allowing my senses to be stirred back to life through your touch.

i will deeply miss your spirit here!

love ya beautiful and west wishes for your flight!

see you in the sky darling!:kiss: :kiss: :heart:
 
You've an amazing talent, Tara. Do what you need to do. Your presence will be missed. :heart: :rose:
 
Never Goodbye

It is amazing how quickly people can bond in a space like this...

Tara, I got to know you by watching you play with Mutt and others. Each morning, Mutt would relay to me the fun he had with you the night before. I wish you could have seen the smile that always came to his face whenever he mentioned you.

Any woman who makes my Mutt happy is tops in my book! You will be missed in more ways than you know.

At least you will always know where to find your friends.

Be well,
Natasha
 
Hung over yet? ;)


Do what you gotta, Tara. I know what you mean when you say that time here really eats up energy that could be spent doing something else - like getting those tittle pixies in my head out onto paper in the same tempo that they spawn.

It's great that you decide to remain with one foot though, I'd hate to see you just up and leave. Be a lurker, be a periodic poster, be a limited reviewer, or be a writer when the mood strikes...just don't be a stranger.

K?
Deal?
:rose:
 
Holy Smoke, Batgirl, its happening again!!!


dear sweet Tara

You are a blessing here, to me, when I felt so alone, you comforted me and probably didnt even know it!! I know how you feel, sort of, youre soft and sweet,..ohhh, the other thing ;)

You are sooo very talented, so kind, never any ambiguity with you, when you are someones friend, you STAY that way and that is an admirable quality, no wonder you are so loved and respected. I hope you will PM me sometime, email me,I do have some links youmight find beneficial and a site that would probably suck up everything you could ever write, but they wont pay you for it and you deserve so much sweet lady :)

also, if you ever wander down carolina way I am sure we could russle up a nice big bottle or cuervo, my favorite drink, straight as it shoudl be, right? we can fight for the worm, naked on teh floor with fool watching, ( i just know he'd love that, wouldnt ya Foolio ;)

love you Tara, truly :heart: and thanks for teaching me so much by example xoxoxox

julie
 
I'm away for a couple of days and someone leaves. Did I not give you enough attention, girl? :)
I do understand, though. I love lit but it can be very time consuming. Eventually, you learn to deal with it and you walk out the door when you feel like it and come back when you're ready. Come back whenever you're ready--stay, visit, streak through... drop a poem and run.
 
tarablackwood22 said:
Good midnight, everyone. :)

I just wanted to take a minute to say thank you, to you all. :rose:

I will no longer be posting poetry here at lit, at least for now.

There are so many I need to say things to that I’d be sitting for weeks if I were to do it one by one right now.

I’m going to lock up for a while and write. I enjoy my time here far too much, love the talk and play with all you wonderful people, but feel the amount of time spent at those activities runs contrary to my own self-interests. I am exploding with ideas and feel I need to get serious about them, give them the hours they deserve.

There are so many glorious men and women here that I have gotten to know as people and more, but I am afraid to start listing them here for fear of forgetting someone important.

When I came here, the only poetry I had written had been in stacks of secret notebooks I stashed under pillows and floorboards. My footing was unsure and my voice hoarse.

That has changed. This place has some sort of magic that makes one’s poetry grow like Jack’s beans, and I find it impossible to fully explain or even understand how it works.

Certainly the quality of poetry here has a lot to do with it – I am still startled at its level every time I see literotica’s homepage! It is not what one would expect to find.

There is so much real literary talent here to feed off of, and I say my beholden thanks daily.

But it’s far more than that – the atmosphere of encouragement, the spirit of good will, a community of caring with so little of the self-serving venom that seems to dominate other places. All the little things that make lit a home.

I really do need to say thank you publicly to Tathagata – he has taught me so many things these past months that extend far beyond poetry, and I am a richer person in so many ways because of him. The things he and I have shared cannot usually be found without drilling equipment.

……and also to Ange, who shares with me such a common past that it is scary sometimes, as if we had been following each other around for years. Thank you, sister, for your help and guidance and kindness. Escape is in the air, and the sea is rolling.

……and Eve, whose poetry has had such an effect on me. I’ve told her so many times it must be boring to her by now, but I still don’t think she believes me. When I can cut words to the bone like that, I won’t have to diet any more.

…..and anna, with whom I shared very human moments that taught me things about pain and recovery and perseverance and kindness – and lipstick is threatening to run away with Seattle and find a plush basement that doesn’t smell of oil and sawdust.

…..and Syndra, who was the first to recognize that my words might have some worth and was kind enough to say so publicly on a thread and draw more eyes my way.

……and Maria, who I share so much in common with, not only style but also the moments of doubt when we both don’t think we are good as we really are.

…..and echoes, who offered her hand to me early when I was unsure and teetering and helped me gain my feet.

…..and JCStreet – who has said so many wonderful things about my writing, both publicly and privately, praise that is overwhelming in its scope and forces me to believe at least partially what he says because he is a man of such talent and experience – Carl, I’ve told you what I think of your skills and you – everything will be ok –just do what you do..…write.

…..and Fawnie, who is a ball and has shown so much spirit and growth, and is in the process of strapping on the wings she craves.

…..and 1201 – my favorite debating partner and a true lover of all art.

…..and tungtied – thanks to the escapade with lipstick in your cyberbed, I am going to have to resort to physical force to get her out the door here.

…….and lostandfounder, who came to me for help and certainly doesn’t need it any more.

…..and Liar, whose poetry and humanity I find inspirational every day.

……and neo, who has been so kind to me and whose unique poetry makes me shiver.

I sometimes have a hard time shaking the vision of those two boys making sandwich meat out of me. :devil:

……and YDD for his (her?) brutal, precious honesty and demands on me for hard work which drove me forward much more than he (she?) knows.

……and Tess, who always seemed to know when I needed an encouraging comment on my poetry.

…..and Min, who made me smile so many times.

…..and Perks, and Mutt, and Outlash, and trendyredhead, and doormouse, who I had just begun to slowly share with and was so looking forward to getting to know better.

….you see!!!!…now I’m in trouble.

……….because there are 20 more names that just ran through my head and the bottle of wonderful yellow liquid I opened to begin this is well dented now and doing magic tricks to my mind just like the worm of Mescal that squirms at its glass bottom is doing.

If I left you out, mea culpa, and please consider it an error of drunken omission and venial. PM me and I will grovel and beg forgiveness for my sin. I can no longer think straight.

Please answer this thread if you wish, and I will PM you so we can say our privates – or, simply PM if you prefer, and I promise to answer as soon as I can. :rose:

You WILL see me around on Tuesdays to do the daily reviews. I’m afraid to cut the cord totally, fearing the shakes might overwhelm me or some foreign force carry me away to far orbits!

There was some trouble with the directness of my reviews today – I want everyone to understand that I am not leaving because of that. In fact, I will continue to review on Tuesdays as I said, and defend my right as a critic that day to perform that responsibility in the most intellectually honest way I can. This is not a move of drama, but one of personal interest.

Champagne – I very much respect your opinion about the reviews..I just disagree. :rose:

I also want to apologize to those of you who I did not reach out to and get to know, even though I saw you there all the time. How can I explain why I didn’t? Stupidity comes to mind. That’s you Lauren…and Boo….and Fool….and champagne.....and many others.

Thank you all for everything – your kind words, your friendship and support, your motivation ….. thank you for all that, and more.

Now for the rest of the tequila…..as soon as I get the courage to press the ‘Post’ button. ;)

………………………well it’s 4:30 in the morning. I chickened out. Here goes another try.

Love everybody. :kiss:

OK -- it wouldn't let me post because it said I had to many symbols....what does that mean?

I had a heart next to every single person's name -- let's try it this way. :heart: That's my own heart, for all of you.

Just think: 40 years ago we would all have been sitting at the Round Table at the Algonquin Hotel in New York

I'm reminded of what the old bear hunter said to Robert Redford in JEREMIAH JOHNSON when they were sittin' round the fire eating chicken up in the cold cold cold

"You've come far pilgrim"

and Redford (who hadn't talked to a living soul for about a year looked up laconically--paused a moment--and said

"Feels like far"
 
Tara,

You know what is best for you. I know exactly what you mean.

Sometimes you have to take a step back to get a good picture of where you have been and where you are going.

I hope that you keep in touch, send a poem if you want some feedback (that is the hardest thing about taking a break in some ways)

I owe you about a million things, and hope you do me the favor of letting me do you a few if and when you need it.

Know the door is always open--

~anna
 
pss...

"…..and Fawnie, who is a ball and has shown so much spirit and growth, and is in the process of strapping on the wings she craves."





the girl said strapping on and craves in the same line..:devil: ;)

:D
 
awwwwwwww MANNNNNN!!

well, the one thing I can say that I understand is this: You DO have to do what's in your best interest. I haven't been here long enough to know too much, but I am one of the one's who appreciate your feedback and looked forward to your opinions and critiques. I think they can do nothing but make me pay more attention to different styles of writing as well as attempt to perfect my own. I still hope to receive your critiques :)

God bless in everything you do :)

light
R~~~
 
*sigh* I'm always "Tale-end Charlene".

Do what you feel is right Tara, but you've become one of the leading lights in here and you'll be sorely missed. I wish you the very best and hope you come back now and then.

Tess, who always seemed to know when I needed an encouraging comment on my poetry.

Just awe, my dear. When did a mongrel ever encoourage a pedigree?


:) :kiss:
 
WickedEve said:
I'm away for a couple of days and someone leaves. Did I not give you enough attention, girl? :)
I do understand, though. I love lit but it can be very time consuming. Eventually, you learn to deal with it and you walk out the door when you feel like it and come back when you're ready. Come back whenever you're ready--stay, visit, streak through... drop a poem and run.

I'm still here darling. I'm always here for you. By the way, where is the head on the woman in your av? She seems to have erm lost it. :D
 
Tara,
Best Wishes, I will miss you greatly, I do look forward to the day when I see your poetry on paper. I have learned, just by reading...thank you.
 
Tara

If you can get drunk and sloppy and sentimental, so can I.

This may be the worst poetry, but with the best intentions.

I hope you can manage to make it through the whole thing.

This isn't goodbye.

Lean clean
poetry machine
passing thru
with sultry sheen
sparkling girl

er...grill I mean
sexy side panels
leather interior
deluxe appointments
nothing inferior

offering the best
money can’t buy
ask for the clouds
she’ll give you the sky

ask for a ride
she’ll give you a view
reserved for just a
fortunate few

thanks for the sights
the smoke filled bars
the memories
of streets and stars

whiskey, wine
and poetic highs
of flesh on flesh
and whispered sighs

so until we meet again
Bon chance
Au revoir my friend.

more :rose: es, :kiss: es and :heart: s
:cool:
 
Angeline said:
You're verklempt? Holy cow, I hope you're not also furblungit!

:p

:rose:

I might be, let me check my pockets.

:eek:

(for a dictionary, so I can find out what she means)
 
tungtied2u said:
I might be, let me check my pockets.

:eek:

(for a dictionary, so I can find out what she means)

darn. and I was ready to yak with you in yiddish, lol. ;)
 
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