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Action - EffectI. Actions Speak Louder than WordsAction - Effect
Here are you and I on our kitchen floor. With the night’s sun our lantern, Dinner is finished, but you want more.
As we sit, I say, “I can make more.” Moments pass, and you say, “no.” Here are you and I on our kitchen floor.
“How was your day?” I ask. You say, “Fine,” with a smile. Dinner is finished, but I want more.
I am here and you are here, Silent, wanting, waiting.
by ~nkpcalico
Melancholy Swing-SetsPumping and pushing I brace myself, Strands of hair in damp strings clinging around my jaw.Melancholy Swing-Sets
My face is stretched skyward, watching the clouds as they Grow larger, Then smaller, Then larger again.
Forward and back, Forward and back I glide through the air.
Sarah sways beside me,
Gripping the iron chains and leaning backwards.
We lay out together mid-flight and begin Eponine’s solo,
The high notes cracking in the strained recesses of my throat:
"On my own, pretending he’s beside me All alone, I walk with him ‘t
by ~nkpcalico
An Artist's DelightIn the Beginning, the curvature opened itself up, a broad and mighty symbol of the delectability of one Being’s art. It was as if He was molding clay imperfectly with mountainous ripples and plunging chasms, grinning with the satisfaction of his work.An Artist's Delight
The curvature wrapped itself around a naïve and bare body, ultimately intoxicating an idle mind.
The new being, man as he came to be called, beheld the nature of his surroundings and his facial muscles rose to shape the moonlike crescent of his mouth.
No sooner had he taken on this curvature of his Maker than a companion appeared sporting a smaller fra
by ~nkpcalico
the pinnacle of despairSo…here we are.the pinnacle of despair
We stand at the threshold of defeat.
Shall we go for the ride?
The view is delightful, but the destination hell.
One shot, Eros takes hold
A longing overwhelms. Complete satisfaction.
The lovely scene plays itself out
Over and over again.
A delusion, holding the soul captive.
A game that takes an unexpected turn.
Crushing all that is joy and hope.
We have reached the end of our journey,
The pinnacle of despair.
Loneliness bids us to come,
Take
by ~nkpcalico
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On Impulseby ~mushinabox
DestinyI can't embrace, all this loneliness at once, The imprisonment I feel, Is far greater than it was.Destiny
My broken heart impales me, My bitter thoughts run wild, My shattered dreams still wake me, and leave me helpless as a child.
My cries are often silent, like whispers in the wind, My soul's a tattered book, and all the pages have no end.
Somehow I stumble on, Destined to meet my fate, Today's not soon enough, and tomorrow's way too late.
by ~CrimsonImposter
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- Interests: writing
- Favourite movie: bridget jones: edge of reason
- Favourite genre of music: indie/rock
- Favourite artist: ....i'm from the u.s......therefore, i spell "favourite" without the 'u'...
- Favourite poet or writer: e.e. cummings
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