Wednesday, August 30, 2006
Monday, August 28, 2006
Home
I had a dream last night.
You were in it.
We walked though the desperate streets of a dying city.
The roads were paved with despair and broken glass.
And the smell of massacre and murder lingered on the thick air.
Once clean and fresh.
The taste of dried up hopes, danced in my mouth like a fancy ballet.
And the landscape, in marry and desperate drought.
Fought to live, but relished in death.
In the light of things to come you told me to take your hand.
To hold on for my life…
(If life indeed was what I sought)
"But how can I?"
I questioned as the sky chipped away into blackness.
The small blue and white pieces fell to the ground, shimmering like undiscovered diamonds.
We gathered them up.
(In our pockets and palms of our hands)
And pieced them together into crowns and jewels.
"How can I?"
I asked again, as you adorned me in broken sky.
"If the world is lost and dying? How can I?"
You said little more.
Not so much more than a word.
"Love." It echoed though the desolate place.
Like a foreign body, solely of its own existence.
Not belonging in such a place. But being ever the same.
There was a brief second.
In the dream before I fully woke.
When your lips and mine had met.
Under the crumbling sky, as the city burned
(With bright and strange flames)
When I understood what your words truly meant.
And the dying city, in the abandoned world.
Which threatened to consume us both.
Was no longer a source of constant fear.
But home.
Because you loved me, for that one moment.
I was home.
You were in it.
We walked though the desperate streets of a dying city.
The roads were paved with despair and broken glass.
And the smell of massacre and murder lingered on the thick air.
Once clean and fresh.
The taste of dried up hopes, danced in my mouth like a fancy ballet.
And the landscape, in marry and desperate drought.
Fought to live, but relished in death.
In the light of things to come you told me to take your hand.
To hold on for my life…
(If life indeed was what I sought)
"But how can I?"
I questioned as the sky chipped away into blackness.
The small blue and white pieces fell to the ground, shimmering like undiscovered diamonds.
We gathered them up.
(In our pockets and palms of our hands)
And pieced them together into crowns and jewels.
"How can I?"
I asked again, as you adorned me in broken sky.
"If the world is lost and dying? How can I?"
You said little more.
Not so much more than a word.
"Love." It echoed though the desolate place.
Like a foreign body, solely of its own existence.
Not belonging in such a place. But being ever the same.
There was a brief second.
In the dream before I fully woke.
When your lips and mine had met.
Under the crumbling sky, as the city burned
(With bright and strange flames)
When I understood what your words truly meant.
And the dying city, in the abandoned world.
Which threatened to consume us both.
Was no longer a source of constant fear.
But home.
Because you loved me, for that one moment.
I was home.
Wednesday, August 09, 2006
Wednesday, June 14, 2006
Tuesday, June 13, 2006
Sunday, June 04, 2006
Tuesday, May 30, 2006
Monday, May 22, 2006
Tuesday, May 09, 2006
Me and the fam!
Thus is me and my niece Naomi on my birthday 05/08/06. Aint she just the cutest!?
Kyle, Me, August, Naomi. Being Strange on the top of a mountian! YEY!
Thus is August, about 2 years ago, but he is still as goofy! *heart*
Wednesday, April 12, 2006
Julie We Love You
This is my sister Julie, she has been diagnosed with Acute leukemia.
We are all glad you get to go home now Juls.
Tuesday, April 11, 2006
Monday, April 10, 2006
Friday, April 07, 2006
Monday, March 27, 2006
Monday, March 20, 2006
Hearts
I was trying to make them both the same size... didnt work well though... *cough* anyway... My loverly hearts... *heart*
Friday, March 03, 2006
Deidre
Yes yes... here she is. Deidre. My beautiful Lycan. As you can tell these are not my pictures... I have drudged them up somewhere at one time or another. anyway. Enjoy. ^_^
Okay.. So, first picture. more of a modern take on Dee, sort of... if she was here right now.......
Second, Dee in her wonderful wolfish self...
And thrid... the Dee I base my Rp Character off of.... enjoy.
Thursday, February 23, 2006
Lost But Never Forgotten
Three tears I shead,
For three lives left unlived,
They fall blood red,
In the silent remorse I give.
They died too young,
Too good, too true,
But what is, is done,
Though longing, we miss you.
So here is this letter,
Short and bitter in my hand,
For you I will live better,
For you I will stand.
So may your memory live on,
Never lost or misbegotten,
For we shall keep you in our hearts,
Lost but never forgotten.
Tuesday, February 21, 2006
Roses and Lines
One of my favorite doodles.... there is an Eye, a Butterfly, and a Wolf. each is centered around one of the three roses.... can you find them?
Friday, February 17, 2006
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