C.C.

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Sunday, April 11, 2010

Parrot

Sweetshop and the parrot. She has a melancholy lilt to a rather sharp voice. Spilling her chocolates carelessly she asks for my advice, ‘Could you survive without a sweet for a whole week?’ I answer with a chocolate brazil nut in my beak. ‘I didn’t think that you were the kind of lass, who would... Sign in to see full entry.

Saturday, April 10, 2010

Yawn

My Hippopotamus Wait, wait I have to catch up with the forthcoming events. I must hurry or I shall not be in the future tense Is it all worth the effort? All facts dwindle. I may as well experience the occasion myself. Bring me an emotion that is magnified or feels stronger having been selected to... Sign in to see full entry.

Friday, April 9, 2010

Third encounter

Third Encounter I was walking; trying not to step on pavement lines. Weaving between people who tried to move the same way I planned. One walks towards someone and you and he/she sometime move the same way to avoid colliding. I find it’s best to stand still and let the other person decide. It was... Sign in to see full entry.

Thursday, April 8, 2010

Ist encounter contin

Page 2 First Encounter. Like little tin soldiers excuses were paraded, The tall Ms appeared interested and was enlightened. I had been a casual acquaintance that had faded I listened sadly but suddenly brightened. I realised I must be dreaming, it was so awful. I was sure I couldn’t be standing with... Sign in to see full entry.

Wednesday, April 7, 2010

Nature gets rough

The sad event of someone held in the thrall of nature. Page 1 First Encounter. Things that controlled me held no comfort Images had settled softly at first, but had become burning necessities seeking to be soothed by thought. They were growing more powerful seeking attention. I could only hope to... Sign in to see full entry.

Tuesday, April 6, 2010

Streets

βα®┬4/6/2010 Streets. So many streets and indifference pales, form is certain to appear. Always as mysteriously as the first time and still mingled with suspicion. There is an awareness of being laundered and drawn inward from a smear of inaccurate information and then propelled upon a mission which... Sign in to see full entry.

Monday, April 5, 2010

Appraisement

I have posted two because I can’t remember if I have posted one before Appraisement notin You could appear much younger if you tried Five years younger if you were in love. Your voice is young enough, you must decide For what you wish, or what you wish to prove We stand sometimes as stone of... Sign in to see full entry.

Sunday, April 4, 2010

The sadness Poems

First touch. In this pale light your neck is soft and shines from a kiss. This is quite unknown, the groan was soft it barely registered. In that maelstrom that came from the first spring that whispered love; you were grown and walked alone ignoring all temptation. Could it be that if as dreamer you... Sign in to see full entry.

Saturday, April 3, 2010

Very sad sorry; for romance please go to Corncrake's Journal.

Once I stood in some ruins. Here stones marked graves. Here primroses bloomed. It was slightly misty. Up on a hill there stood a sombre old Oak tree. Following down the slope of the hill. Five stumps of old trees that had died.. Tree. This is the tree, it stands far on a hill It is formed, like this... Sign in to see full entry.

Friday, April 2, 2010

Fancy

Fancy You stand within that smoky cloud I raise a glass to you a little pigeon plump and proud I wonder do you coo? Is it worth the while to wink? or try to make you smile There really isn’t time to think if this could be worth while. At least if one is after game and sees a little fawn all one... Sign in to see full entry.

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