Tuesday, July 8, 2008
CAMEO {revised}
Repressed in weeping, My tears crest the winding Snake River. Contemplating my pain, I quiver. As the river snakes its way through the Volcanic basin of Southern Idaho, I reflect upon my inhabitance, My life, in time, a mere cameo appearance. I purview the land, meanwhile; The topography reveals a...
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THE WIDOW AND THE SPIRIT
The embers radiated a warmth that engulfed the ambiance of the surroundings. Sitting comfortably was she, wrapped in a throw with a painted landscape of a lone wolf in motion being observed by a full moon. The aura was intriguing and especially invigorating on this quiet evening. A plasma figure,...
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