DecampedI'll still log in to check my devwatch and read journals, but don't expect new work to be listed here.
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WinterCurling itself around the hoary walls and Chimneys, squeezing out thin threads of smoke; Testing its tongue in doors and drafty halls -- Cold snout on naked cheek and opened throat. Prints the span of cities freeze the walks,Winter
Flushing wind-bit with sharpy breath, and Wreathing breath with vapours as we talk, it Seeps through frosted panes whene'er we rest. Within its glassy bulk the light so leaps, in Blues deep, whites bright, crisp'd to tear the eye -- Stars wax bright in night's more inky deep, and Lamps spill golden rays to pierce its hide. &n
by ~khaerukama-o
Haiku - Nightingale and WarHer laugh held music Small and sweet as the bright songs And the names of birdsHaiku - Nightingale and War
The world is but a Theatre; here caper and jest The ill-famed players
-April 21, 2003
by ~khaerukama-o
Moments - Bus StopPeched on the bench against the glass Bus shelter, chatting on Her tiny phone.Moments - Bus Stop
The right makeup, china-doll skin Painted on. Hair teased, curled Just so and sprayed.
Freezing her pretty little ass off, in Parasuco, fur-lined leather, boot heels.
Back so straight, shrink-wrapped legs crossed In boredom. So painfully cool - Generic.
Transitory beauty, at a bus stop. I Drive by. Dangles from thin fingers, A cigarette.
-April 21, 2003
by ~khaerukama-o
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evening mistby ~swampy
Wild Woodsby $zilla774
lost among guardian hangupsoh, poor sweetheart bruised & unaccompanied after all sea-dark wine consumed & fences tumbled over defenselessly left without a thought, except, 'how important you are to me, how beautiful, to everyone.' even so, you've been left alone now,lost among guardian hangups
my clumsy hands do nothing for you - dreaming they were cast of gold, carved of wood - and you're off on your own. You know I would easily be guardian over you, without even stifled words, as if you were incestuous-minded sister to me, or I a half-wolfen dog loping along by your side; alert to your voices, neve
by ~drmanhattan
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- Personal Quote: Those who danced were thought quite insane by those who could not hear the music.
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