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Ailinn
Windchimer

1514 Posts

Posted - 09/01/2008 :  16:00:07  Show Profile  Edit Reply  Reply with Quote  View user's IP address  Delete Reply
That first morning his shadow appeared. His Sunday eyes in Eden. Bells celebrating the striped lemon light tearing the sky apart. Bright flowers annonymously nodding for he was the namer of things. The seduction with apples. The Ark in shallow water. His soul...that deep well...slowly filling.
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Ailinn
Windchimer

1514 Posts

Posted - 09/04/2008 :  19:29:01  Show Profile  Edit Reply  Reply with Quote  View user's IP address  Delete Reply
For years he watched her hands move against the clay. The wet wheel spinning. The shadows on the wall. When she flung the colors from her fingertips it made a rainbow pattern above the door.

On the hill...a wall of cypress trees...green flames swaying.
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BarbraG
Windchimer

1802 Posts

Posted - 09/04/2008 :  23:10:33  Show Profile  Edit Reply  Reply with Quote  View user's IP address  Delete Reply
The oaks. The live oaks. With the stringy, ugly moss hanging
all over them. And, yet, I love the moss. It reminds me of
a place where I felt safe...beside a river that winds from the
Okefenokee Swamp to the Gulf of Mexico...a river that rises and
falls with whatever the rainfall is in the swamp. The river. How
I love that river, and that river loves me. I can feel it when I
sit on the bank and let my feet sink into its' current, how it
swirls around and gently beckons me to come in, if only for a little
while. But, my river is dirty now. The place where I sit is
right where a cool water spring flows. I watch the river as it
goes by but can't enter the springs that feeds it. It's good
that it can't dirty the source of its' life. We can learn a lot
from a river.

BGee
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Ailinn
Windchimer

1514 Posts

Posted - 09/06/2008 :  16:54:16  Show Profile  Edit Reply  Reply with Quote  View user's IP address  Delete Reply
When will we return
To the interrupted conversation?
Give me the place and the address
Though the darkness is thick
And matches are wet from fog.

Julia Hartwig
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Ailinn
Windchimer

1514 Posts

Posted - 09/06/2008 :  16:56:00  Show Profile  Edit Reply  Reply with Quote  View user's IP address  Delete Reply
Dream-riddled nights. Alibis on the radio. The moon climbing up the canyon wall. Votives burning the house down in Mexico.
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buckman
Firefly

USA
2698 Posts

Posted - 09/07/2008 :  16:14:36  Show Profile  Visit buckman's Homepage  Edit Reply  Reply with Quote  View user's IP address  Delete Reply
Race Point in the Eighties. An Astrid Gilberto kind of beach. Dressed in white for the sunset. High heels dangling from her one hand,the other resting on my lower back. Boston in the distance on one side, England to the other.The Sun disappears into Boston and is never heard from again...
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Ailinn
Windchimer

1514 Posts

Posted - 09/07/2008 :  18:24:40  Show Profile  Edit Reply  Reply with Quote  View user's IP address  Delete Reply
You have my heart apart on the table. Like the delicate springs and washers inside those watches you're always tinkering with. Your eyeglasses paused midway down the bridge of your nose. A rapt look on your face when your Triplet Loupe discovers the truth behind the hours.
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Ailinn
Windchimer

1514 Posts

Posted - 09/07/2008 :  18:25:49  Show Profile  Edit Reply  Reply with Quote  View user's IP address  Delete Reply
Don't let the facts get in the way of the truth.

Leonard Cohen
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Ailinn
Windchimer

1514 Posts

Posted - 09/07/2008 :  18:27:07  Show Profile  Edit Reply  Reply with Quote  View user's IP address  Delete Reply
Time has a way of changing everything.
Truth has a way of changing all the time.

Mickey Newbury
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Ailinn
Windchimer

1514 Posts

Posted - 09/07/2008 :  18:28:29  Show Profile  Edit Reply  Reply with Quote  View user's IP address  Delete Reply
...funny...how different the story
once it's been around the table.

Mickey Newbury
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Ailinn
Windchimer

1514 Posts

Posted - 09/07/2008 :  20:13:40  Show Profile  Edit Reply  Reply with Quote  View user's IP address  Delete Reply
Bonfires light the beach tonight under the jewelry-store-lit sky. From a niche in the courtyard we watch the sparks rise dizzy on the air. You raise your hand. You point your finger. You open and close your eyes.
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Ailinn
Windchimer

1514 Posts

Posted - 09/07/2008 :  20:14:49  Show Profile  Edit Reply  Reply with Quote  View user's IP address  Delete Reply
Rev~ We're out here at the end of the runway waving our red flares.
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buckman
Firefly

USA
2698 Posts

Posted - 09/09/2008 :  14:28:33  Show Profile  Visit buckman's Homepage  Edit Reply  Reply with Quote  View user's IP address  Delete Reply
A Fable [With homage to the Three Stooges]

Leaky boat on a wide river;
patching, bailing, staying afloat, but just barely...
Came across a swimmer that had lost her own boat....
She asked aboard...
I told her that it was floundering at best and sinking at worst...
Her thought was that with two bailing and patching we could make it to shore...
It worked for a few days, but the water was winning even before the storm...
When the storm hit, she kept bailing,
but I had the grand idea that if the water wanted the boat,
I would help it leave so I started banging big chunks in the bottom of the boat so the water could leave quicker...

She slipped thru one of the holes...

I am floating on a piece of what is left....

I sure hope she makes it to shore...
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buckman
Firefly

USA
2698 Posts

Posted - 09/09/2008 :  14:31:10  Show Profile  Visit buckman's Homepage  Edit Reply  Reply with Quote  View user's IP address  Delete Reply
She appeared out of the silence.
Glow of a fire from far off down the beach.
Tangy taste of saltwater on her lips, hair slick and shiny in the moonlight.
Curve of hips against the ocean.
Arms encircling bare backs.
Breathing coming in gulps, throat growing huskier...

Laying entwined in the sand, legs around legs, arm over chest,
she asked me if I had remembered to turn off the coffee pot..
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Ailinn
Windchimer

1514 Posts

Posted - 09/09/2008 :  20:57:18  Show Profile  Edit Reply  Reply with Quote  View user's IP address  Delete Reply
The music rises. The credits roll. The waves come sliding in. They're drinking coffee on the hood of his car outside the High Tide Cafe at 3am. Promises kept. Kept always.
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BarbraG
Windchimer

1802 Posts

Posted - 09/09/2008 :  21:47:14  Show Profile  Edit Reply  Reply with Quote  View user's IP address  Delete Reply
Goin' nowhere, down a one-way street. Puttin' the
pedal to the metal, tires squealing. Red lights are
comin' up fast in the rearview mirror. Thought sure
I had lost that sucker, but looks like he's goin' to
chase me 'til he catches me. Time was, I coulda outrun
him. Time was, he coulda never caught me. Time was ..
runnin' out.
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buckman
Firefly

USA
2698 Posts

Posted - 09/10/2008 :  20:23:55  Show Profile  Visit buckman's Homepage  Edit Reply  Reply with Quote  View user's IP address  Delete Reply
The night I went to Hell in 1991
started simply enough.
I opened a bottle of Peppermint schnapps.

The events that followed tumbled around
on their own after that,
but I take full responsibility.
I always have. I always will.
I made mistakes that affected other's lives greatly
and forever condemned mine to Hell.
This is not drama or maudlin or meant as
anything but a statement of fact.

And, by the way.
It's not something you have to wait for.

You know it right away when it shows up at the door...

~*~
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Ailinn
Windchimer

1514 Posts

Posted - 09/10/2008 :  21:08:53  Show Profile  Edit Reply  Reply with Quote  View user's IP address  Delete Reply
"Night after nighttime
Man a whole lifetime
Got them Rainy Day Blues..."
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Ailinn
Windchimer

1514 Posts

Posted - 09/12/2008 :  18:54:46  Show Profile  Edit Reply  Reply with Quote  View user's IP address  Delete Reply
No harm in his dark. One white candle flickering at the end of the long hall. Sure, the stars crowd around him. The angels in Heaven do too.
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buckman
Firefly

USA
2698 Posts

Posted - 09/12/2008 :  19:54:21  Show Profile  Visit buckman's Homepage  Edit Reply  Reply with Quote  View user's IP address  Delete Reply
I remember getting excited when dad said to scrunch over cause the numbers on the 58 Plymouth dashboard was gonna go crazy and start over. I leaned over on his shoulder and the numbers went from 99999 9 to 00000 0... We both got so excited we almost went off the road...

This ol Vigil is about to finish 99 pages...

Wonder what happens then?
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