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Birthday Wishes
Hi, I so enjoy your stories and just wanted to wish you a beautiful day tomorrow. And since I always seem to forget to do this on the very day, let me be early. (((HUG))) :) -
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Wishing you an early Happy Birthday. Keep Writing through-love the work and its been awhile. -
Afternoon Respite
The sunlight makes slivers of gold appear in her brunette hair. Curls skim the ivory column of her neck as she turns back to smile at me. That smile reaches into the depths of her green eyes. Her eyes that remind me of a rainswept meadow. A lightness fills me as we walk together in the afternoon sun. Our hands brush lightly, sending little sparks ( Read more... ) -
Science of a Black Hole
Entering the room with her bags, she says good-bye, eyes barely visible in the weak light filtering through the darkening day. Her lips lift in the briefest of smiles then drop into a frown when I don’t answer. What is left to say that we haven’t already said to each other? All that is left is this, the empty feeling after having cried out all ( Read more... ) -
Conflict
The battle rages, destroying everything in its path-making beasts of men, tearing innocence from their hearts. Tainting and leaving crimson stains on their souls. Permanently altering the landscape of their consciousness ( Read more... ) -
Summer
The fires of summer burn memories into the mind. Bright light that floods every corner of the brain reaching into the past and far into the future. The sun, a blazing fiery ball in the bluest sky, the principle player. Every where, seeing its golden fingers reach out to touch check, lips, hands. The soul burns in all this heat-too hot, to fast- ( Read more... ) -
Follow up to Winter-Fall
A riot of colors floods the senses-eyes, nose, filled with the evidence of fall. Crisp, clear and chilling, the wind swirls the leaves lying in piles. As if in a game, casting about, seeking the elusive player. The trees clothed in their impressive finery, primed, before the coming winter strips them bare.
Into this jeweled palace nature has ( Read more... ) -
Work in progrss
Winter's cold grip reaches into the soul, strangling its slight hold on peace ( Read more... ) -
Impressions-Just getting back in touch with Me
I don’t want any more. Anymore anything
I don’t want to feel anymore joy, or happiness. Anymore sadness, or pain, anymore love, or hate.
No more feelings. Only darkness-stillness with no colors to blind me. I want to finish this race and be done with all of the details of everyday existence.
No more hunger, or desire, even pleasure is too much to bear ( Read more... )