~anoddchild
beauty is terror
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morningcomforted cradled wrapped tight in arms rocking buoyant on words whispered like soft wind sounds echoing coils in time feather light to float in effervescent warm sunshining bittersweet moments ticking slipping away going gone when i wakemorning
by ~anoddchild
rituali miss dancing in green forests running hand in hand across rain-stained grass laughing breathless through mists that cloud our senses but clear our minds to see openings in those brilliant spaces between trees and sky sight and sound water and earth thoughts and speech when touch tingles like ice burning skin i miss those days staring at nothing understanding everything cold sharp clear feeling as timeless as the stars wondering now if i'll ever dance againritual
by ~anoddchild
don't ask demons for help....There was, long ago, a young boy who lived in the Imperial City. His father was a tailor to the Emperor, but had died a year before, and with him died the means of their living. His mother was a gifted wise-woman, but now with her husband's death she was so beside herself she could no longer practice her craft. And so it happened that their savings were used up, and they could no longer afford to live in the City.don't ask demons for help....
So they packed up their few belongings and remaining money, and headed to the countryside, where some distant cousins of her husband lived, who took pity on them.
Their cous
by ~anoddchild
web...curled up safe inside your voice is everything i need a mirage of half-remembered whispers glances touches your fingertips whisperingweb...
my name in an electric dance across my body
your voice murmuring words of love in my ears luring me in trapped in a down-soft web of words
longing for the bite sweet surrender
by ~anoddchild
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A LullabyI fell asleep the same way I woke Blurry eyes and hands soaked Thinking of the after whys Thinking of your slow goodbyeA Lullaby
I feel your hands along my face Your tender kiss and warm embrace Still I know that you're not here And so I lay in silent fear
Will I get the chance to prove my worth Even though she found you first I'll put my hands in yours and pray To sleep and wake with you each day
Knowing the way it's supposed to be Knowing you should be here with me I close my eyes again and cry These tearful sighs, my lullaby
by =Flermigan
sirenlisten to my voice. it tries to reach you from far far away.siren
be lead by your ears. sightsmelltouchtaste shall follow. . . waiting for your soul.
by *praytell
Broken Dollby ~Blurball
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post-script
mere words can
transcend meaning
(what you think, and write, and say).
haiku becomes
a mantra becomes
the pattern for your day.
-praytell
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...we only begin to live when we conceive of life as tragedy...
is it gluten-free soap?
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...we only begin to live when we conceive of life as tragedy...
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...we only begin to live when we conceive of life as tragedy...
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post-script
mere words can
transcend meaning
(what you think, and write, and say).
haiku becomes
a mantra becomes
the pattern for your day.
-praytell
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