Entry.

[creekstersheart]

Ferngully.

I think I'm to the point where I don't know if it's a good idea to be friends anymore.

I need a hiatus. Give me some time away. Give me a cold drink.

Give me a fly swatter.

Meditation time.

Comments

The.

[danaconda]

This is a soul from me, to you.
This is a night from a darker light
In that brief and sobbing time
We call ours. It is a soul, from two...
A spirit sent from this word...to you.

THIS is a night when anything can happen.
A NIGHT of twilight; dark...and soundless.
THIS is a night when anything can happen...
THIS IS A NIGHT.

A FULL moon rises invisible, raw...powers up to meet us on the ink of evening...
WHO, but those like you, could ever write this in their state of being?

THIS is a night when anything can happen!
this IS a night...
TRULY, truly, is it not this night: when only for words as graceful
AS that sound you heard long, long ago...would come tailor made for you...
ON THAT NIGHT when anything could happen!
THAT NIGHT THAT YOU'D REMEMBER...today.

You are truly a beautiful word...

;)

Re: The.

[creekstersheart]

Well that's sweet--- you're always a sweetie. I just posted that as some random crazy thoughts.

Waffles.
~J

Your poem is awesome!

[anonymous]

Your poetry is solid and meaningful. It was well written, enjoyable to read, and wasn't depressing. Thankyou.

Maurice
myspace.com/m4nb4n4mlm

no poetry is up yet, but eventually.

Re: Your poem is awesome!

[creekstersheart]

LOL... Thanks. The best part is that I didn't mean this to be a poem. It was an edited cut from a journal entry. But I appreciate the comment. :)

Trapper Keepers in flight,
J