Abstract Expressions of Sublime Surrealism |
Dear Comrade, It seems as though we have been fighting this war too long now. We use our lips like the barrel of a gun and our words strong ammunition to create an ongoing battle. Not only have I bee...
Posted by on Sun, 21 Jun 2009 01:54:00 GMT |
He is My Love song... |
As the warm sun pierces my face with smiling raysI cannot help but think that I have got to be the luckiest woman in the worldI have what I have always dreamed of...LOVE...In an instant my heart spins...
Posted by on Fri, 29 May 2009 12:23:00 GMT |
The art of making beautiful music and adventures in life and love... |
Sometimes we all need to step back and learn a little more about how wonderful life can be if we truly live for what we love. I have been doing a lot of thinking lately and have come to the realizatio...
Posted by on Sat, 09 May 2009 23:07:00 GMT |
Simple things and Heart strings |
Ahhh, after a little break I am here again to share my confusion. Lately I have pondered long and hard on who I want in my life and who I do not. This also pertains to the kind of people I want to be ...
Posted by on Tue, 14 Apr 2009 21:17:00 GMT |
my writing contest entry... "RED LETTERS" |
the story had to be 900 words in noir style and the setting had to be on a train...enjoy..I have been afraid of trains since I was a little girl. Even now as I sit here on this express, my palms are c...
Posted by on Sat, 28 Mar 2009 22:27:00 GMT |
A Letter to the Normals |
3-26-09 9:00 amFirst and foremost this is not a letter to ask for help, it is a letter for those who love me enough to care to understand what life is like with this invisible disease. Please read ca...
Posted by on Thu, 26 Mar 2009 16:34:00 GMT |
In, Out, Around, and Under.... Thoughts strike like a wild Thunder.. |
I sit here pondering my extreme need to say things to people that I cannot put out as eloquently as I do in prose form... I seem to have a knack for writing poetically yet when it comes to expressing ...
Posted by on Tue, 24 Mar 2009 22:36:00 GMT |
The Hourglass Effect... |
Maybe it's that I find nothing particularly amusing anymore? Or maybe the simple fact that I retreat into this room as if I were a hostage, but really it is my own free will. I wonder if time really i...
Posted by on Mon, 16 Mar 2009 23:58:00 GMT |
Almost there.... |
Somewhere in the hum of the midnight hour I wait, for a simple tone, a melody to play out, to wake me from my slumber. Knowing that it will ultimately brighten the bane of my existence with the kiss o...
Posted by on Wed, 04 Mar 2009 00:15:00 GMT |
We Sleep Under The Same Stars... |
No matter if you are standing next to me, or somewhere across the globe. We have a connection. It is undeniable. Fact. We sleep under the same stars. Even if those stars have long gone burned away due...
Posted by on Thu, 19 Feb 2009 16:11:00 GMT |
