non named touch |
Mimic in action and copy in form, the trapped soul cries out from the storm. A torrent wind muted the thunder, but the wailing remarks blended from under. Each trial being so bold only repelled the id...
Posted by ArcFire on Wed, 23 Jan 2008 11:38:00 PST |
escaping memory |
With buckets and pails and water and sand
A sand castle is being built upon the land.
The crisp air from twilight slumbers
Gives way to a moat from under
Cresting each side with mounds of earth
Franti...
Posted by ArcFire on Thu, 03 Jan 2008 05:26:00 PST |
The unnamed emotion. |
Deep within the reaches of the soul, a deliberate construct is formed. Troubled by the outer appearance and reluctant to venture to the fore, this minuscule aspiration dwells shelter within. Hiding be...
Posted by ArcFire on Tue, 01 Jan 2008 12:45:00 PST |
Unseen Company |
Into the night, mysterious and sound, a sight of the unknown became greater bound.
Walking side by side on cobblestone path, the idea of destiny shown its wrath.
Direction muted, absent of thought, th...
Posted by ArcFire on Thu, 27 Dec 2007 10:44:00 PST |
Kabaul and Bain |
I am warm and calm. The darkness that envelops my existence is peaceful and familiar. I feel the surging and coursing of blood pumping through my frail small body. And even now I am feelin...
Posted by ArcFire on Tue, 29 May 2007 07:43:00 PST |
Preamble |
I would like to tell you what a conundrum I am in right now, but I have to give you a bit of history. I am a cursed soul. This gift that I have is nowhere close to being a gift. You could ...
Posted by ArcFire on Mon, 28 May 2007 09:50:00 PST |
Day to night |
The path from above continues uninterrupted, though a new player enters the scene. Contrasting the sun, these billows reduce the light. Flashes of light illuminated the sheeted sky and then darken aga...
Posted by ArcFire on Tue, 08 May 2007 12:41:00 PST |
Outside |
Waking from a slumber of sleepless night to a day that the sun shades the sky. The taste of morning dew captures the senses within moments of memories and vague emotions of articles of periwinkle; car...
Posted by ArcFire on Sun, 06 May 2007 11:43:00 PST |
Inside |
Turning the pages and sending the write to be the one that the story is not for the one
And for all the moments of the write I set the scene of light
Two days and four nights I stand in the middle of ...
Posted by ArcFire on Fri, 04 May 2007 11:47:00 PST |
Do over |
There are many days left and still there are not enough of them to create the life needed.
The shards below started to come together.
Each peace merging, touching each other,
...
Posted by ArcFire on Sun, 31 Dec 2006 10:09:00 PST |
