antigone

^ 9/10 Black and white and writerly (lol, why does this sound familiar?) And, hands are cool.

Happy Birthday! Although I guess, technically, it's monday now...

but my wings were clipped by doubt-- who told me I could fall. Amazing. The whole poem is very, very good. Nice job.

It was all an economy of thin. Nice opening. And a great line, even on its own. and forever leave me – broken to dust and ashes, I, to grind ...

I really liked this. Reading it I got a sense of smething deeper kind of hiding underneath, that I could see now and again. Of course maybe it only seems ...

Thanks for all the comments everyone. It means a lot. Especially people who explained about the semicolon :wink:. electricbluemonkey, if people have been at sea for long periods of time ...

Juneau, Alaska. We have had three sunny days this summer. *glares at the San Diego-ites*

"Terra firma" you whispered, as our sailboat came to earth sails flapping wildly as the hull scraped the beach, and my skirt was drenched with salty spray. But the sand ...

Very quiet and pretty. 'Gorgeous' is a good word for this. I enjoyed it very much, especially With freshly grazed pink knees, torn hands and raw knuckles, we reach the ...

Afraid I will awake to find, the window open and my youth gone— stolen during the night. I love these lines. But the friends that replaced them— in reality, Remain ...

Heh. Now I get it. Thanks.

bicycle

Why double jewess?

^ changed his avatar recently

the only difference between love and obsession is the quality of the threads that hold dual world abreast - Awesome beginning, beautiful image. whether when struck they symphonically sing or ...