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Welcome.
It's strange to think I've yet to start
My self-control astounds me
Pull out the inside of my heart
For everyone to see. -
I finished my sonnet. I finished my sonnet!
The streets outside are lost and darkling quiet
No children play or shout or sing or laugh
The birds themselves are still; and still no light
From earth falls down upon my lonely path.
I used to walk with purpose down this road;
Full of audacity, I paced the stones.
With heart I followed where you lightly strode,
And not a care to leaden weary bones.
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Part One of Chapter Eight
‘Would you just let go!?’ I hissed at him when he released his grip round my jaw. I was absolutely furious - where did Blake get off dragging me around like that?
‘But Evee - we have to talk.’ I struggled harder, disliking the cliché. Finally, I managed to pull away, although he kept his grip on my upper arm. ‘We do, you silly girl. I tried to ( Read more... ) -
Pome.
Lips to lips to skin and back to mouths,
My skin absorbed your heat, as skin to skin we lay.
Feeling your chest rise as you breathed in and out,
Listening for footsteps and dawdling hours away. -
One that rhymes, and one that doesn't. Also a haiku (X-posted)
The cold air flees
Before the advance of spring
Alive the trees
And the flowers dancing
In softest breeze
I can feel the birds sing
Eleven degrees
And temperature rising...
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I smile to myself
And think of the last thing you said to me:
Thank you for today.
It could have meant so many things
But I chose to think that it meant:
I know, and I'm happy.
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Slowly she twists her fingers
In the fabric of the sky
As the brightest blue lingers
An unwilling goodbye. -
Exercises!
A haiku is my
Best way of learning how to
Make syllables fit.
Pushing the words in
Without losing the meaning
Is the hardest thing.
Fourteen lines, iambic
With alternate quatrain rhyme;
This is my target.
I will get it done
Maybe not today, or soon
But when it's ready. -
Porque estaba haciendo mi redaccion de espanol. :)
Siempre he querido un romance perfecto,
Sabiendo muy bien que nada existe.
Esperando siempre al pesar del hecho
Que no podria nunca olvidar te. -
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I remember
One September
We went out to walk a time
In the forest
Swallows chorused
As you slipped your hand in mine
We ran, singing
Thrilled with living
We fell to the autumn floor
Crushed the bracken
Where we’d fallen
Touched my lips, just once, to yours
Cheeks were flushed and
Eyes were bright and
You leapt up to run again
Fingers twined
Your hand in mine
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