Thursday, January 20, 2011


...:) is there silence unbroken or 'tis as the tree falling in the forest- an enigma through aeons- spoken? Sign in to see full entry.

Wednesday, January 19, 2011

*Wheels Into The Suburb Prettified and Through Corners Thrumming

Frontage of homes presents a quieting view to driver-by noticing and listening sided clean and trimmed out in shades coordinated and true royal blue contrasts snow-painted sight, sable earth on cream shutters hang evenly open lawns complement with a green spread measured unto flowery loam sunlit and... Sign in to see full entry.

Tuesday, January 18, 2011

True Mid-Night

*Mad Hour, No Shame.. A thousand love songs your poetry and mine all merge into these chambers throbbing a design of temptation and tease and some moments I am possessed by a madness for your fire upon my flesh and thine eyes darkening mid-night bleu and the danse lunar pouring through our blood as... Sign in to see full entry.

Monday, January 17, 2011

Motility of Futility? (Midnight Strokes Through the Cloak)

I brush in long, raking strokes (wince not, no tender-head here!) Electricity static and singing sparks the stillness of the eve... de-tangled, fibrils of cloaks: bounce, sway, cling, exasperate shine, romance, fascinate seduce, curl and escape every one of them dead, they say (no particular meaning... Sign in to see full entry.

Saturday, January 15, 2011

Cleaning Tales (Marble Floor Challenge)

The woman is ended, weary, farewells branded upon her sight hair the whispers of midnight wound unto a crown, slippers satin and shimmery forest jade, made for dansing long ago recently re-soled, thin - invisibility, sturdy - safety where she toils en avant shards glitter wild... Her gown cream... Sign in to see full entry.

Thursday, January 13, 2011


Worlds spin beyond our comprehension and I am lost, whirling in apprehension for the chances of balance and hope to reign above despair innocence slain through cross hairs, little girl gone.. Man rich with humor and kind will drifted away, leaving us poorer loves are taken without a clue the joy... Sign in to see full entry.

Tuesday, December 7, 2010

(drinking the) Blue Moon (sequel)

Leaves die with an imprint of life painted bold crimson, amber, blush, gold and revolve dawn's rise, sunset from yesterday a height rent wide open unto the hour we met Sign in to see full entry.

Wednesday, November 24, 2010


November with her grayness, chill and trees across field anoxeric can mute my song of light until I open my eyes and see the seasons lexical year by fallen tear, winter's loneliness, spring embrace shall birth us a-gain to summering fair and in this moment of here clasped rare mine sight 'tis... Sign in to see full entry.

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