Strands

Friday, May 5, 2006

ScareCrow Gem - Native American style Tale

Many springtides ago, a seed was tossed carelessly to the four winds and landed in a meadow somewhere in the Mid-West. The seed took root, embedding into soils of unlit night with an energy and zeal unusual. Soil hopefully named him He Who Grows. Encircled around He were other seedlings grasping and... Sign in to see full entry.

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Wednesday, May 3, 2006

Too Naughty?....;) From the WebCrimson Files

WOLF'S FIRE Tell me of the burning needs fierce and demanding within your center aching and clenched teased and tempted slow......you have howled to the wolf's new moon and frightfully flinched... Growl softly to me what my Love can do open and inviting thrusting into consuming flames......only with... Sign in to see full entry.

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Tuesday, May 2, 2006

And the Bride Wears Purple (Passion)

( Don't start shufflin' darling Teddy as if that ol' ball and chain were wrapped 'round your feet, LOL... ) To everybody else: Wedding Gifts now being accepted, hahaha.... How amazing and wondrous this complete locking of our souls is...it feels like a wedding took place with golden bands of light... Sign in to see full entry.

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Monday, May 1, 2006

Heights Of Wild

Some would say loving you is blight: A stubborn wild growth in a manicured garden, robbing from the plot it's structured rightness... I say A wildflower born from heavenly might of Fate's sowing wind; those hands knowing the mystery of why and the mercies unseen I say that is the beauty true, the... Sign in to see full entry.

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Elements - We of Earth, Wind, Sea and Fire...

....a high spiraling welkin rolling in from a source unseen lifted mine essence to electric meadows where wild seedlings scattered long ago by fate's earthen hands embedded deep within terra firma ever waiting......waiting for the radiance of your heart gales and mine own to consummate purely...... Sign in to see full entry.

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Sunday, April 30, 2006

i loved my parents...

...but... they were/are unfathomable...(word of the night) (Feeling a tad Sylvia Plath-ish) Mama was i just your crowning pawn perhaps a lavaliere dangling upon thy breast......exotic looking baby/child drew rave and sweet fawn your jewel? burnished and displayed no child's play at your feet... when... Sign in to see full entry.

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