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GlimpseA glimpse of a mirrored window Underneath water and the moon Stars encompass forever But forever could be too soonGlimpse
Sheer tapestries on velvet winds Silent crystals reflecting Failing lights pressed against Crème walls that are darkening
Blades of grass snake in between Luscious scenes of ocean skies Wind chimes and firebugs Before each sunrise
Grey clouds dancing tediously Pine trees rolling harmoniously This is the dawned spring This is blessed morning
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Ivy“They are particularly valuable for covering unsightly walls. Ivies have however proved to be a serious invasion weed in the parts of North America where winters are not severe, and their cultivation there is now discouraged in many areas.” -WikipediaIvy
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“Her name was Evelyn and she loved daises,” is all I ever knew about my father’s wife. She died as a bride on her wedding day shortly after, “I do” slipped out of her mouth. The sepia-washed photograph was smudged and stained when I had gotten a hold of it. There she was, a snow covered mountain, standing next to a ri
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White RabbitsSunday morning’s sunlight pours through the shower window And I take in the scent of a new day as I walk into the bitter rain Running down, down, we’re running out of time to buy And destiny has tossed the die in such an unforgivable manner When our eyes narrow and we hiss and collideWhite Rabbits
A broken mirror lays on the bathroom floor and I imagine scooping up the pieces beneath me and blooming in bloody spades And looking at the person seeking freedom and life And I take my top hat off and I bow at her sad eyes She searches for truth that has no place in places that have no truth
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Soaring DepthsTwisting bird on kite strings, Oh my sweet twisting bird on kite strings. You cut the moon out and swallow it whole, Or you leave it to glisten between your teeth. Catch the whippoorwill for dinner, Leaving it’s mate to bleat alone. Where or when do those dreamers lie?Soaring Depths
Clouds rest upon dank, arced rooftops. The ground begs for our return below. The ocean’s breeze runs through the grass. Like fallen angels we nest on our own sorrow. Repair your tongue for words to rain on deaf ears. Your tarnished tales evoke no romance. Your painted stories cloud clear skies.
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A Deep Thought: Of all my relatives, my friends and I most liked "Uncle Caveman." We called him this because he lived in a cave, and sometimes, he'd eat one of us. Later on, we found out he was a bear.
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QUEEN OF SPANK-TORIA.
If you'd like, I'll get you a green card.
FAQ #565: You prohibit the submission of 'pornographic imagery'; what do you consider this to be?
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"and Jesus bought a Jess. And he smiled" untill Mary found out and then all hell broke lose! (but she forgave them once Jess let her steal Erikka's platforms)
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