

TreasuresWhen she was young, she swept and mopped , then baked a cake; and invited the neighbors to tea. All went well; she served the guests, weary hearts were light and laughter filled the room. When the time came for them to depart, she gave them each a gift. After removing the wrapping and gingerly opening the box, all the shining treasures inside were lost. For when held in the hand of another, they all turned to dust.Treasures


FadingBlue eyes, crisp, sharp, like the mind behind. Piercing.Fading
Pale blue now, love shining through. Softening.
Washed out blue, vacant, expressionless, empty. Fading


Better NowThe golden band you placed on my finger pledging your love to me forever, giving me promise of a home for my soul to abide. Unspoken lies in your sparkling eyes watching me come to you down the aisleBetter Now
joy and love shining in the tears on my cheek.
Broken dreams litter the rubble of the life we made. I lie here wondering what happened to me. Spindley spidery legs, bloated bloodsucking tick mad laughter echoes in my head. Waiting, watching, anticipating each time you fall my distorted disgusting shadow playing on the wall.
Catching sight of what I've turned in


ThunderousWhile dreaming in my underground lair, wrapped snugly in quilted cacoon. Distant rumbles pull me from my sleep. I roll over and dig deeper in, nature's lullaby will start soon.Thunderous
Sliding quickly back into my nap, was jerked awake by an alarming crash. No gentle peeling away layers of rest or slow rise from depths of slumber. My God, I could get the bends!
What is happening overhead? I throw myself into the morning chill and run upstairs shaken by more thunderous blasts. There amid the table's rubble, yellow babies turn innocent golden eyes to me. &
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Helen
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you should get the sun, the moon, and the stars.
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Courage doesn't always roar. Sometimes courage is the quiet voice at the end of the day saying, "I will try again tomorrow." -- Mary Anne Radmacher
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The rain is green under the branches of our forest.
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The Surreal Arts
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- Teh Gummybear Ruler,
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Crystal, Wildfire, Midnite
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