Posted in Wings & Things on Nov 20th, 2009
[Edit: I wrote this some months ago and then forgot to post it. Part of me was undecided about putting it up here but then I said what the heck- and totally forgot about it. I think there was a reason for that though because as I came back to it today and [...]
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Flying is just falling with wings.
The leaps you make and the cliffs you take, it all depends on how you see it when your foot first leaves solid ground.
The thrill of the dive or the fear of the crash?
The burn and roll of air over your shoulders or the tender passion ripping through your every [...]
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She sat with her back to the cold stone of the fire place, white hair framing her already pale face with a ghostly hue. The sleeves of her robe bunched up around her arms making the fact that she was still so small all that more obvious to those of us who overlooked it every [...]
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If you don’t know me, and I mean really, really know me this post will definitely confuse you on a few different levels. This isn’t creative writing. There is no real attempt on my part to bring forth proper writing style- hell, you’re lucky I even spell checked this thing since that’s more for your [...]
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[Note: This is one of those April posts that never made it to the laptop. Also, this might become a Tao of Me post soon, we'll see.]
I went outside today. Got up early and walked the cat as I’d promised him I would. Poor little dear was waiting at the door for hours, meowing and [...]
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She was born under a Sagittarian sky. A winter sky. An early sky.
It’s far too early.
This world was meant to be a different place, under a different sky.
She was to come and bring hope to a place and a people who were ready to accept it but instead she finds herself in a world on [...]
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