a gift for you …
This is not about Tint (voiced)
*hic
i’m hoping you’ll know how to put this directly on your place, Noxy, if you care to. i’ll have another go at the w/end if it’s not to your liking!
a gift for you …
This is not about Tint (voiced)
*hic
i’m hoping you’ll know how to put this directly on your place, Noxy, if you care to. i’ll have another go at the w/end if it’s not to your liking!
oh Shell,
you are simply wonderful
and so is the way you read
(it makes this little nothing
sound so much more
than it really is).
thank you, thank you, than you!
(i don’t know if it’s on my end
but i couldn’t get the volume
up on this one, i’ll fiddle with it
later on to see what’s going on,
regardless, i love it … now
do yours too, that one should sound
so much better than this,
i’m sure of it)
btw, i hope you enjoyed
the wine … hehehe …
yayyy! i’m so relieved you enjoyed this!
i can’t work that podbean stuff too well and was dizzy trying to work out the downloaded sound thingy (nothing to do with the wine of course) so volume might end up being my fault, in which case i’ll redo at some point … maybe when this headache fades lol
or possibly you’ll be able to tease it higher if you download it and do technical stuff?
i went on to do mine after yours, full bravado style, so it’s there with the poem below …
your little nothing really is quite Something and i loved voicing you!
So thank you, Noxy, it was my pleasure
S
http://punatik.blogspot.com/2010/04/eternity.html?zx=7118ad74dadb8277
Enjoy,
Emilio
Stone and fire ,wind and water
Now all elements contained
Yet the most illusive
In the blood, it still remains
*heh .. this is sooo good, Emilio … i hope i’m going to see this on your site by the time i get back from work!
i’d remove the “it” in L4 but let it all flow right through first, dear friend …
It’s one of those nights…New moon. I can not stop writing .The flood of memories have turned the dam to rubble.
you know that you are writing a delicious poem through your comments, don’t you?
and from the rubble, newform rises, stone and fire, spirit’s carving …
It is late. Only the screen illuminates the room. Outside the wind is blowing through the trees as the rain is falling . I listened to all of the pod casts. I was unaware that they would finish buffering so quickly, as I’m on dial up. I am glad they did. Your voice completes the atmosphere I crave on nights such as these.
what a beautiful response, Emilio … i’m honoured that my voice kept you company on such a magical night …