aka I'm writing again, for better or worse.


SnapdragonLike a wandering child through green and pink, stopping now and then when called to think,Snapdragon
on the marvelous violets, crimsons, and golds, yet most she found lacking, others too bold, and all too plain to suit her tastes,
something more was needed to hold her gaze.
Then caught by fleeting tangerine,
dark eyes beheld that quiet scene, that 'twixt the lilly, tulip, and rose, showed more promise and beauty than all things that grow.
Edging slowly near, steps gentle and safe, she slipped through the leaves with ethereal grace,
as a mist, unnoticed by poppy or


Technicolor PrincessShe sees herself in black and white, "Come hither" smiling lipsTechnicolor Princess
and "Touch me" begging eyes, radiating sex, She Is Perfect. Fantasy come to life.
Fill in pouting lips, hot pink, glistening, tempting, Her smile
Falls Flat. Straight line cut razor thin across an angel's face. Powder her face,
shadowing her eyes, dark,
detached.
She only looks real in color. "Hold me" whispering lips
and "Love me" pleading eyes,
radiati


ElsewhereBabygirl,Elsewhere
I never told you this but, When you call me, I have no desire to talk to you anymore- We've talked enough.
Because my tongue is more useful in other ventures than speaking, and,
instead of holding this phone, my hands should be caressing your
olive skin, and- elsewhere. See, When I hear your voice, words no longer have meaning to me, and all the poetry and flow I know becomes empty, while my arms are longing to encircle you, and orbit you, slowly being pulled apart by your, gravity, as I stare longingly &


Raven's LamentWhere 'neath a star-filled silent sky, 'twixt solemn gates of dusk and dawn, A shadow 'cross the night's gem flies, A silhouette of mem'ry gone, That boldly Atlas' footing strode, And conquered all without an err, For in her manner sleek and bold, Possessed of gall the world to dare. 'twas in such tragic, stately grace, That fell the world and all composed, And forced an all-too early grave, And brought upon her sweet repose. So in your sweeter skies now soar, Though I'll fly with you, nevermore.Raven's Lament


Angel of the TwilightMy angel of the twilight; With wings of dappled grey, Stepping from the shadows.Angel of the Twilight
Your wings are ragged, Fluttering dejectedly Like forgotten wash.
Sweet angel of the twilight, Despondency is a shared Well of longing.
Wrap your arms around me, Lift me up, up, up Before we crash.
I walk the alleys, I search the sewers, For my veneration.
Bless me with putrid breath. Lead me into temptation. Deliver me to evil.
For I believe in The all-encompassing spirits, The holy communion of sinners


3-??-02Masks are worn Lines are read Do what you must do And do it with flourish Things are demanded of you Though you don't understand why Do what you must do And do it without question[ing] Be still off to the side Be silent in the background Do what you must do And do it quietly All are actors All perform We do what we must do And we do it for others Not out of kindness But to make an impression Or rather To fit the impression To fill the mold To stay in character Do what you must do But do only that And3-??-02


Free...It’s winter again And I feel so alone Outside everything is frozen, and the air is cold Take me away from here Let me be free Just let me frolic with the birds and the trees As the wind blows my hair and the animals dance with me Let me run with the wolves And feel how it is to run free Show me how life is supposed to be Take my hand in yoursFree...
And carry me away Take me to another beautiful day Say you’ll be free with me and I’ll show you how I’ll take your hand in mine Please don’t hesitate now For this is the world created by me So I can set
Why don't you join the poetry contest from [link] ?
It's free and every nitwit such as myself who enters gets a small gift
but someone like you might win one of their $10 000 or $100 000 prizes.
Hope you're well - enjoy the photographs!
Sally
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A man can be happy with any woman as long as he does not love her.
In matters of grave importance, style, not sincerity, is the vital thing.
-Vivi
i finished high school and i think i'm taking time before a settle down.
i feel like i am filled with so much ambition and optimism...so school will have to wait until next year!
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A man can be happy with any woman as long as he does not love her.
In matters of grave importance, style, not sincerity, is the vital thing.
-Vivi
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A man can be happy with any woman as long as he does not love her.
In matters of grave importance, style, not sincerity, is the vital thing.
-Vivi
Im from Sunderland University in the UK doing a Photography degree. Ive decided to do one of my projects on Twin Towns, where towns and cities throughout the world are twinned with each other. At the mo Ive got someone in Dunkirk, France, Oberhausen in Germany, and Middlesbrough in the UK taking photos for me and I was hoping to get someone in Middlesboro, Kentucky to do the same, because your Middlesboro is twinned with Middlesbrough in the UK. I know its a long shot seeing as Kentucky is such a big place but would you be able to give me a hand? Ill give you more details if you could help me.
Send me an email to sally.hoban@sunderland.ac.uk or send me a message back on devART.
Thanks!!
Sally
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love, thalia
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The best most wonderful things cannot be seen or even touched they must be felt with heart
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i like it![link]
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