Alright, so I've gone ahead and tried out the personality test that's been making the rounds lately.

Not sure how accurate they are, but I suppose not too bad as far as
these things go. I do notice a couple places where they contradict each
other, which is probably appropriate.

If ya'd like to do it yourself: http://psychcentral.com/personality- ( Read more... )

it's a funny feeling ( Read more... )

It came from the sea -
that creature,
that thing.

With a gharial grin,
it hides its intentions
behind a jagged fence of teeth,
all jutting up and down,
locked in an always-smile.

But if you always smile,
how can I know what you really feel?

Searching its eyes
is like looking into a warm, shallow sea,
sun reflecting aquamarine.

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Lizard on a rock,
all dappled in earth tones,
dull but shining -

I look at you for a long time
and I should have learned my lesson by now,
but my arm snaps out,
my hand clenches,
and my claws dig into my own flesh.

I hold nothing but the salty air,
and now you've run away.

(©2011 Cassander)

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Some personal poetry I used as a warm up to a bigger project I'm ( Read more... )

"I'm a dragon"
declares a man at the next table over
my head turns
my heart quickens
my breath sticks in my throat

"looks like I'm a monkey"
one of his companions adds
and then I remember
the placemats
depicting all twelve animals
of the chinese zodiac
each with a list of years

my breath returns
and once more
I am alone

(©2011 Cassander)

High on a rocky precipice, I stand
  Above a wooded stream
And cast my eyes across the land
  Then close them tight to dream

The wind blows strong against my face
  My wings stretch out behind me
Lifted into the wind's embrace
  The earth no longer binds me

On phantom wings, I fly, I fly
  Soaring above the trees
Away, away, I fly, I fly
  Alive and finally ( Read more... )

The sky awaits you, O Blue-Eyed Falcon,
  She remembers the touch of your wings;
She wishes to feel you dance again,
  And she's calling to you as she sings:

"O Blue-Eyed Falcon, Break free! Break free!
  Rekindle your spirit to fly,
For the sun is shining and I long to hear
  The Blue Eyed Falcon's cry!"

(©2011 Cassander)

Inspired by this painting.

the most honest creatures
on Capitol Hill
and the most beautiful

at first, a far-off speck
then, nearer, a form:
a gull soars
closer and closer
and dives
down
down
down
down
and then... out
gliding over the water,
surveying
finally, flaring his wings,
he lands
and tucks them in
joining his fellows
on the gently rippling waves
of the reflecting ( Read more... )

wispy cobwebs stretch across the sky
white over blue
concrete office buildings shine majestic
like sandstone cliffs
in the morning sun

the leaves in the trees are glossy and green
little finches sing their lilting song
the air is cool but warming

a beautiful day begins
and i have only a few minutes left
to enjoy it

(©2011 Cassander)

like a bird
chittering and chattering
placing
each
stroke
with care
now here, now there
building, building
your beautiful painting
like a nest

joy wells up within you
and overflows
pouring out into your wings
and lifting you up
to join your kin

fly, Leccathu, fly

(© 2011 Cassander)

Inspired by watching this painting being livestreamed.