It's been gloomy here on the east coast. But, and thank you Garbage, I'm only happy when it rains.
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~Writers-Ink


Monday Morning FeelingEyes like oceans - I'm surrounded, Tidal waves washing all over my face As your gaze meets mine. Five miles until this gentle sea we're in Turns to chaos. Always sail true, your waters calm; Never let jealousy interfere.Monday Morning Feeling
Hair like dawn - I run tawny fingers through your morning rays, Soft and silent in a Tampa breeze. Three miles to go until these winds turn against us, Me more so than you.
Always keep your back to the gale; Never let hatred take control.
Breath of fire - Just like him. Small though you are, The heat of l


ShortsI Was Walking . . . Out in snow. Flakes of silver disguised the morning. Bandits in white, lovers of frost, child like ice. Iwassurrounded.Shorts
The Only One . . . Meant for me - My destiny tangles, though thin and narrow, with yours so strong.


The Stone GirlWith each year, my skin becomes more brittle; Glass elbows, porcelain knees.The Stone Girl
I am careful where I stand. I am careful. Pulsing through my siltstone jugular is the sweet memory of what I once was. I never wanted this.
Quartz eyes will never suffice getting the attention that I, at a time, could waste. Marble hips weren't meant for dancing. Ivory lips weren't meant for romancing. For my igneous soul, there's little hope. With the threat of time, what's a stone girl to do?


In My DreamsI paint like Buonarroti. I write poetry with intrepid diction. I catch butterflies in a net every Sunday afternoon. And fireflies in a jam jar that same evening. You'd be impressed with my lucrative piano expertise. I can play for you one hundred songs using only the black keys. I don't find it difficult to breathe underwater. I am not afraid to fly. I can soar to the highest point. Because skies do not possess limits, and neither do I.In My Dreams
But only in my dreams.
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(and envy you).
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Pour your spirit and heart
Into daily technical training
To approach the many through a single principle
This is "The Way of the Fighting Man" - Ueshiba Morihei
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All art is romantic.
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