C.C.

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Tuesday, September 6, 2011

Sad

aight A sad anonymous poem un-posted to a lady My thoughts stop short against this new outline. Blank against the clear sharp shape that rests Shear with lips and laughter, all cut fine. Shining through where time has always blessed. This could be a half -moon stuck to velvet The night is cloth and... Sign in to see full entry.

Monday, September 5, 2011

Famous

Famous last words. Would you, will you, if I ask quite nicely, do a simple task. Let me whisper in your ear It is so that I can get near. I’ll tell you little things that you would like to hear and they are true. How could I even tell one lie? This kiss is like a butterfly.. Softly it rests upon... Sign in to see full entry.

Sunday, September 4, 2011

Potato

Potato. I looked the potato in the eye it had a slug hole 'Where do we go when we fry?' it asked gravely. 'Some go to a better plaice,' I answered discretely. It seemed a fishy question. 'It is a question of taste,' I had to be truthful. Most go south and end up in organic paradise. 'Am I a good... Sign in to see full entry.

Saturday, September 3, 2011

After.

After Lost Love. There were colours to drift in that dimension-invoked condition. One stood and felt inadequate. It was easier to dream, it was a necessity. It was soft and soothed feelings that searched for recognition. Occasionally the stars became atoms. Simple things through different light... Sign in to see full entry.

Friday, September 2, 2011

THE OLD DIARY. How do I want thee.As mortal flesh with flame. Or to keep thee perfect knowing thou will be flawless whereby a better world became. To be touched by thy sweetness in this hour. To feel the softer touch of thy desire. What will this blessed flesh empower? If I move closer to thy heart... Sign in to see full entry.

Thursday, September 1, 2011

Defeat,

Defeat This tea was as good as it would get. I innocently swallowed pie. The tea was normal sweet and wet. She smacked my hand but let me try to have more sugar when I saw the little dumplings pink and round. I just began to feel unsure. Was I supposed to praise the shape or nibble gratefully... Sign in to see full entry.

Wednesday, August 31, 2011

Break through.

Wonderful Breakthrough. / Wonderful news a real breakthrough. It was right under our noses Well really above them and that is quite true. It will solve so many problems that this life poses. Saving fuel exasperation and loneliness. I have experimented and I have found little rejection. This has been... Sign in to see full entry.

Tuesday, August 30, 2011

Train..

Train Oh! Dear I am squeezed in an imaginary train. puff, puff. Windows slide past as we go fast enough to hide our thoughts from all sorts. So we read books with furtive looks, Remember. The white cow in grass somehow it passed The bridge as we swerved, the ridge came and disappeared as the river... Sign in to see full entry.

Monday, August 29, 2011

The unapproachable.

The unapproachable Sadly the thunder woman passed by today She was dressed in green and seemed to be Searching for a way to smile. One regrets making the skin fairer. The mind sweet and durable. The truth can hardly begin to materialize quickly enough. It would have been wise to allow the warmth to... Sign in to see full entry.

Sunday, August 28, 2011

The hired hand.

Farming principles. One of Wolfy’s rehashed The hired hand. Ms Wolfy Dunn I feel my nose run as we trample around in blue mould. You say this damp corn should have been kept warm. Ms Wolfy Dunn I feel cold. Yes please come a bit closer you burn like a toaster I feel like frozen sandwich Excuse me... Sign in to see full entry.

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