Days of Poetry and Instinct

Aug 11, 2006 06:06

This sort of thing is very worrying. These make me feel better though. Ships sailing with giant kites...that will be a sight to see.

In more delightful developments, Victor has written me a poem: Repeat, resaid, recycled words
hung on a white-washed wall.
And beg, and beg the paint to stick
so my sideways words won't fall.

If they get tangled on the ground
I wouldn't know what to do.
My poor, my poor and broken words
are made, my dear, for you.
I want to start a band, just so I can name it the Rude Avocados.

Another Angel. I've missed her. We went on a picnic.

The poor princess. Such a burden...I know I couldn't do it. On the other hand, Some people really don't get this whole "swearing fealty" thing. I think I prefer Zelda's way of handling things.

Aya was...being Aya. So was Sheo. Until... I wonder how long that will last?

Grey's planning Iva's room. Must resist urge to take over.

I don't even like Arioch. So why'm I so interested in his hair? I confuse myself.

.MISSING YOU.

((For anyone who missed it, Star Trek inspirational posters. Also! Ali's been hit by another LOL. Her second this week, the girl's getting careless. So don't be surprised if she obsesses about your pup's hair.))

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