Cleaning my writing folder I found weird writings I did while in Dublin last year. As I don't want them to take up any more space there, I'll just save them here. No need to read... very strange, stream of consciousness stuff, with no real point. ^^° Seems so long ago now.

( *frown* )

Yes, she has one of those charm bracelets.

For each friend there is one charm.

A good dozen of them:

Cats and snakes, mechanical devices and little shovels.

The charms are supposed to fit the character,

while the condition of it shows the value

put into the friendship.

Most of them look shiny new,

they glitter in the sun and ( Read more... )

I seem to be posting so much nowadays.

Well, anyway. This is a poem I wrote this morning. 
A greeting to all those who have written to me.
Hope you like it.
*hug*

Midnight Magic

The wind is harsh -
emptiness in a touch.

I stand by the road
waiting perhaps for
nothing or a kiss.

This is a night 
which can kill with
just a single shadow.

And I welcome it -
a shy ( Read more... )