Untitled 2I long for snow that packs And Crackles beneath my feet. Pristine glow of a quiet morning For cheery sounds of weekday laughter, Of polyester bears still hibernating by midday. Crystal palaces built from my hands, Towers I defend with fresh white beets. Warmth of going home, The hearth, the fire. I long for the smile when mother gives, The frothy black brew she else wise forbids It gives you zits and rots your teeth! She'd elsewise shriek.Untitled 2
I long for snow.
After AuditionsAfter Auditions (alt. The Poet's Continum)After Auditions
This was said It was not said I will say it I did not know till the day before I prepared just now It should be known Was known I want you to know It springs from the multi-verses of my psirit In such psirit It is spirit Kindred to a concept of soul That which you say is only uni- for me is infinate My worlds sing beyond walls Walls do not exist for me That which yous ee is not there if it stops you It is still there Not in my spirit It is gone for those who see My Hear
UntitledIt's a funny thing To be so familiar Easy when You've spentUntitled
A week
The silence
The still The solace of
A stranger's house When its tenants
Are not breathing And their beating Hearts Hands Hooves Are Absent.
Their memories linger Empty of Me For me. My mind gets to rest The echoes Daily echoes Voices Inconstant dreams The sweetness Sorrow
Meet silence.
Asterisk Kiss AsteriskTheir eyes meet in a silent, but meaningful, stare. They are overcome by emotion, awash in the pure, beautiful love they share. They move towards each other, slowly, deliberately, trying to absorb every available second of gazing upon the one they adore. They meet in an embrace, one as old as humanity, yet new and exciting every time. As their lips meet, it becomes too much, and they find themselves letting go, stripping their shells, showing each other who they truly are by their actions, more honestly than is possible in words.Asterisk Kiss Asterisk
OR:
*kiss*
See, it's like an abbreviation. Kinda.
Revolution...
Artistic
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Life is good,skateboarding is better!
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No Kidding?
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As far as we can discern, the sole purpose of human existence is to kindle a light in the darkness of mere being. -Carl Jung-
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Member of the following clubs =sunsets *Scapes-club *waterscapes-club
*natures-beauty-club
We often miss the small things in life as we rush through the day doing whatever we need to do to survive in this hectic world.
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A.I.
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Lots of love,
Isetoo
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"It's better to burn, than to fade away"
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