I wrote a poem tonight...
...it has.. ryhmes.
I read it three times, and I've decided... It's crap.
I should just destroy it before anyone else in the world notices that these words have been used in these combinations... I might have just offended Merriam, Webster and Roget all at the same time...
Yeah but Dictionary sounds like it has the word dick in it which always made me giggle when I was in second grade.
But that's not important right now.
I loved it. I really did. Maybe it's just more personal, knowing you've written something and what I'm reading has come from your wonderful mind makes it all the more special.
Was a little worried about my costume for the ball... since I booked for the ball so last minute, my costume was thrown together very last minute, and an essential piece did not ship from the company I ordered it from...
...however, they said it is shipping today and I should have it on time for my flight out Friday morning.
*takes off the OCD Boy cape*
OCD Boy and I am your sidekick, Lazy Mexican.
I will be the ultimate dork I guess... arriving in no costume, and no mask- as I wear glasses that I can't wear under or over a mask.
I was wondering where my cape went...oh wait, mine says Procrastination Girl :p
Last detail involves a trip to the craft store for ribbon.
Go naked! I will dress to match :D
Morning light breaks
Under the warm blankets
Holding in the dreams
The visions of the night
Fading away with the passing minutes
Replaced by the scent
The wonderful scent
The indescribable scent
And softness of a touch
Under these blankets
The warmth of skin
Tanned from the golden light
Of the sun
Working days in the sun
The feel of long hair
Between hardened fingers
Belonging to a hardened heart
Wrapped so gently
In silken strands
Holding in the dreams
Of an angel
The desires and yearning
The visions of youth
My mind takes refuge
Feeling younger than my years
The hopes still alive
Of the wants and desires
That perhaps should
Have long ago expired
Are reborn with the sunrise
The golden light
Casting long shadows across the floor
Like fingers tickling my eyes
Begging me to return their greeting
Their morning greeting
And with wonder
I willingly rise
To touch an angel
To live a day
To chase the sun
And capture those dreams
Such a wonder it is
To know in my heart
These old and cracked dreams
Still can reach out
Like new leaves
On a mid-spring tree
Flashing silvery in the wind
When the sun bathes them to life
When the blankets
And the warmth
The skin of an angel
Thaws them from their slumber
And they are new again
If only for a day
Or a moment in time
But to pursue
And reach for those dreams again
Could make this mortal life
Our only possession
How the time we are given
The short time
Never enough time
And how time destroys
Wearing at our creations
And our bodies
All that we have made
Into the Earth
Into the dreams that will
Be reborn and rise again
When the sun light bathes them
And the water flows over them
With the silken strands
They will rise
To smell their own spring air
That wonderful smell
That indescribable smell
With lungs filled
Life begins again
The dreams that have been touched
By an angel
True. Why don't you move to a different part of the country or change jobs???
You can't always leave behind what you change about yourself, but at least you aren't being eaten by a frog.
Frog = corperate america... you certain you aren't a meal?
...aren't we all learning as we go? Do any of us have all of life figured out already? Has any one of us made all the right moves every time?
Has anyone here said feelings are unjustified or need to be bottled up all the time?
If they did, I wasn't listening. Or maybe I chose to ignore them. Those certainly weren't words that crossed my lips.
Regardless, within tomorrow beats the heart of another day. Another opportunity... to make more mistakes.
Funny I got so good at that when all this time I wasn't allowed to make them...
I’m posting this both for the joy of sharing this with my friends, and perhaps a little help from someone who might have more knowledge of these things than I do.
Irony might particularly enjoy this one…
This… is my rock.
I knew you had a cool rock but I didn't know it was that cool.
I'd love to see what someone thinks these things are. My favorite one is the one with segmented tail and fins. It's craaaaaazy man!
Don't let all the stoners in the neighborhood know you have a rock like this, you'll never get them out of your front lawn..
For all sorts of reasons at all sorts of levels, I really enjoyed reading that - thank you :)
That is just cool beyond belief!
I hope you don't mind, I saved the images and intend to do some research as to what they may be.
My grandparents had some big rocks at the end of their driveway in N.Y. I wober if there were such things in their rocks? They painted them white, however so I will never know.
Oh man, that is the coolest rock I have EVER seen! I am very jealous. I will have to take a look at fossils later to see if I can help you with identifying, if I can drag myself away from this horrible painting I am doing:) Thanks for sharing:D
Joli, my awesome friend, found this little bit of info for me regarding the larger, multi-segmented fossil:
EURYPTERIDA - Extinct arthropods most closely related to the horseshoe crab, with a prosoma (head and thorax region with appendages) followed by an abdomen (twelve segments and a telson). Not very common, but included here because one genus (Eurypterus) represents the official New York State fossil.
The eurypterids were among the largest and most fearsome marine predators of the Paleozoic. While the smallest were only about 10 centimeters, some reached more than two meters (six feet) in length, making them the largest arthropods that ever lived. They arose in the Ordovician, and the last ones went extinct in the Permian. Most have been found in rocks that were laid down in brackish water or freshwater; the earliest groups may have lived in the sea, and some eurypterids may have spent at least short intervals on land.
Paleozoic man... 500 Million years old... wow. Just... wow.
Aww, I really liked this one. :)
Thanks for sharing your rock.
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