Hi / New StuffBeen writing a little. Thought I might add some new stuff.
Enjoy!, it's more yours than mine.
The Death of a Stone-SkipperNo blood. The place is marked by a perfection of stones, a little pile, all smooth as cartilage, round as a socket, bleached like his last minute.The Death of a Stone-Skipper
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He measures the lay of the water, the leaf-spread of the palms, the palm-spread of his hand,
his hand holding a circled shale splinter, kept from a delta down-road. He measures— and with measure, cadence, and period, rhymes the rock in a roll of
The Stairwell Window1.The Stairwell Window
A museum.
Richly appointed
as they say.
The stairwell window
spans a full two flights,
glossy black
as only a night window can be;
lightly crosshatched with rectangular
metal braces,
reflective --
of my face --
dimly.
And dimmer:
ceiling tiles hanging
up top --
all right angles,
straight lines,
boxes
boxes
boxes on glass.
Boxes enthroning one more box --
one of light.
The single fluorescent stairwell light,
flickering
as only a fluorescent can. &n
NadirThe first night, the first gaze upward -- God almighty. There are stars up there. Stars and stars.Nadir
(And twinkling it rolled there on the tar in its own tiny revolutions -- the spent shell of the starter's pistol.)
The first thought, the first synthesis -- Man has a voice. He speaks and speaks.
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I am late in writing.
Already she has lived and died, lived and died, and lived again. As though for her, millenial wheels turned, antique doors cracked ajar,
computer pro
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Never moon a werewolf.
"A positive attitude may not solve all your problems, but it will annoy enough people to make it worth the effort."
- Herm Albright
Looking for stock?
Mind if I watch you?
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"Art is the most intense mode of individualism that the world has known." - Oscar Wilde
You have some really nice work there.
So, I am watching you.
And, I hope you won't mind checking some of mine and just letting me know what you think? =]
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The woods are lovely, dark and deep
But I have promises to keep
And miles to go before I sleep...
And miles to go before I sleep
-Robert Frost
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Founder of =Inked-Page | Staff for *100ThemesChallenge, #LITplease
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As I fall, and you turn away.
You walk down corridors miles away from heart.
As I breathe, as I surrender...
I hear the sound of whispering.
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To everything there is a season, and a time to every purpose under the heaven...
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Upon what meat does this our Caesar feed, that he is grown so great?
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You have wonderful works, so unfortunately Im going to watch you.
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Be aware of people who might not love you back
I wont be slave of anyone but myself.
~thedresdendolls<-'cause they rock and you know it
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