well i guess there is no one to reply...so i will g by my intuition..
My word is ....prayer
well i guess there is no one to reply...so i will g by my intuition..
My word is ....prayer
Last edited by Dry_Snail; 10-09-2006 at 03:43 AM.
“Metamorphosis, I don’t understand”.
In these realms of Voracious Desires,
a Gregor Samsa asks another...
http://orange-reason.blogspot.com
I owe Dry Snail an Apology which will be my word today. I left him without a word to continue with. That was a beautiful picture of Prayer. I liked it very much. I'm sorry.
Old Friends
Some of us laugh
Some of us cry
Some of us smoke
Some of us lie
But it's all just the way
that we cope with our lives...
its all right pan
my word is
Immaculate
“Metamorphosis, I don’t understand”.
In these realms of Voracious Desires,
a Gregor Samsa asks another...
http://orange-reason.blogspot.com
angels
IMP
Some of us laugh
Some of us cry
Some of us smoke
Some of us lie
But it's all just the way
that we cope with our lives...
dawn
Dawn is my daughter's middle name: Summer Dawn, born on June 1. She's almost 20.
Cold
Some of us laugh
Some of us cry
Some of us smoke
Some of us lie
But it's all just the way
that we cope with our lives...
Nyrond
Always loved heraldry; The Coat of Arms:
Pendragon
Some of us laugh
Some of us cry
Some of us smoke
Some of us lie
But it's all just the way
that we cope with our lives...
This one's for you:
taina
I am the music floating free, I am the puppet trapped in the box... I am the cascades flowing tranquilly, I am the lava bursting from the mouth of the volcano... I am the rose blooming in a winter storm, I am the frost-bite on your finger in June... I am knowledge, I am ignorance... I am full of likenesses, I am full of contradictions.
~Me
Taina
Eccentric
Currently reading: Castle of Otranto (Horace Walpole), Agnes Grey (Anne Bronte), Childe Harold's Pilgrimage (Lord George Gordon Byron)
Next word: Quaint
“I would rather be ashes than dust! I would rather that my spark should burn out in a brilliant blaze than it should be stifled by dry-rot. I would rather be a superb meteor, every atom of me in magnificent glow, than a sleepy and permanent planet. The function of man is to live, not to exist. I shall not waste my days trying to prolong them. I shall use my time.”
- Jack London
Ichabod Crane
Some of us laugh
Some of us cry
Some of us smoke
Some of us lie
But it's all just the way
that we cope with our lives...
The thin pedagogue, with Katrina
Headless Horseman
Some of us laugh
Some of us cry
Some of us smoke
Some of us lie
But it's all just the way
that we cope with our lives...
Leprechaun
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