Tomorrow you had better Use your soft hands Dica, to tear off dill shoots, to cap you lovely curls She who wears flowers attracts happy Graces: they turn back from a bare head
It lasted six days. The euphoria of being free from the Citi-Financial loan. Now even though the loan was sixteen years long this just means I was extending it over and over again long after coming in possession of our cars. Ruth and I have had the titles to these two money pits for years. Six days. Last Wednesday Ruth's car went and lost the water pump. We managed to get by on the one car often taking her to work early then picking her up when my shift ended. Owing ...
Little Bird She watched out the window as the world passed by trapped behind the glass as seasons changed. Rain drops matched her tears sliding their gray streaked tail as the wind howled its pain. Lost inside herself she only dreamed of sunshine the clouds pointed her pictures. Only to herself she wept where there was no one else to see, when the sky was ...
Updated 08-20-2008 at 09:44 PM by Dark Muse
I came up with this story at three in the morning and decided to write it...so here it is. -------- Josh and Edward awakened on their boat with a gun pointed towards their heads. "Don't move," a gruff voice commanded. "Or what? You'll shoot us?" Josh comically said, trying to lessen the tension. In the corner of his eye he saw Edward do a slight nod. The man answered with a grunt and squinted eyes. Edward blinked. Once. Twice. ...
I came across these lines, I had written using a notebook, and liked them. It is the last day of August. The sun is burning through the morning fog, giving rise to a beautiful summer day, possibly the last beautiful summer day this year. I look out through the estuary, to see several boats on their mooring, waiting. Right now, they all "tow the ...
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