“It is always sad when someone leaves home, unless they are simply going around the corner and will return in a few minutes with ice cream sandwiches.” - Lemony Snicket
I am the Timekeeper, Quote Hunter, Letter Stealer, and Grave Visitor "Don't tell me the sky's the limit when there are footprints on the moon." — Paul Brandt Genesis 3:19
Edit: This is an edit made to tell you that 'lost' should have been 'list', but it sounds more poetic so 'lost' it is!
Yes, to dance beneath the diamond skies with one hand waving free, Silhouetted by the trees, circled by the circus sands -- With all memories and fate, driven deep beneath the waves, Let me forget about today until tomorrow...
alright folks it's officially that time! signups are closed and the poeting can begin. Please remember submissions are due by Saturday April 4th. Judging begins for those poems on the 5th so it's important you get your poems in on time.
June melts the oils under my eyelids as dusk catlounges in the air like your moon face over mine, temples pushed by fingers and by elbows. Did your dad wash your hair in the big white sink, too? Did your dad trace lines atop defiance? When was the last time I heard a cicada call? I tried to catch the very tail, but the next day heard another and forgot to count again.
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Human, Nature Here are the verses, it's hard to tell just by looking: A swarm of crushing hail in soft rain A shade tree hosting mistletoe
I am the Timekeeper, Quote Hunter, Letter Stealer, and Grave Visitor "Don't tell me the sky's the limit when there are footprints on the moon." — Paul Brandt Genesis 3:19
