I had an idea sketched, and a mind ready to understand anew.
I went to go to my site and, to my chagrin, it was not available.
Finish your college essays, my mom said with a voice like thunder
I cowered.
not able to relate
what I felt.
Sunday, November 17, 2013
Blocked from the blog
I was ready to put down everything, I even had a pen in my hands!
I had an idea sketched, and a mind ready to understand anew.
I went to go to my site and, to my chagrin, it was not available.
Finish your college essays, my mom said with a voice like thunder
I cowered.
not able to relate
what I felt.
I had an idea sketched, and a mind ready to understand anew.
I went to go to my site and, to my chagrin, it was not available.
Finish your college essays, my mom said with a voice like thunder
I cowered.
not able to relate
what I felt.
Our desert (haiku)
I look through photos Our life through the four seasons Back through the old ones. Blossoming in spring With all the diverse flowers ...
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There is ink in my pen And I'm pretty sure If I put it to the page It would come out, Creating some sort of mark On the blank pages. Of ...
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The humble drops of water Fall from the furthest reach Onto modern art in the garden: Flushing the angles of the sculpture Of the gum wr...
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When I said I'm scared that was an understatement. When I'm too blind to see things when they happen And too used to second chance...