Monday, November 23, 2009
carry on tuesday #28 - amor eterno
my heart aches.
i am drunk
with fatigue.
a drousy numbness
paralyzes my soul.
the loss of your touch
pains my longing senses.
do i continue without you?
or join you
before my time has come.
(this weeks prompt - the opening line of John Keats ‘Ode to a Nightingale’
http://carryontuesday.blogspot.com/)
Sunday, November 22, 2009
sunday scribblings #190 beauty
beauty is a word, it means many things. it is sunrise each day and images in the unconscious, in dreams as we sleep. last night it was a saddle, on the table of a yard sale. i was escaping from a very long and complicated dream, i jumped up into the saddle and rode along the edge of the table, as if along a cliff, horseless, happy and alone.
(check out other scribbles at: http://sundayscribblings.blogspot.com/)
(saddle by consuela: http://www.consuelastyle.com/)
Friday, November 20, 2009
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