The Scavenger Hunt

Someday words will lose their meaning,
when thoughts flow mind to mind…

He looked at my neighbour, who was standing in his overalls at the kitchen sink, and croaked, “Hey, man – do you got any aspirin? I don’t feel too good.”

She begged please
Touch me slowly
Tenderly
Gently handle the invisible
Bruises that still
Stain my heart
Give me time to
Feel completely
The love you are offering
Your gentle spirit is
At once comforting and
Ye…

And then the robots will drag one of
the weak, timid creatures out into
the spotlight and watch it trying to
stay alive…

You thought that you would
Weaken me
By your treachery and
Deceit
You served the blows
I fell
But I got back up
I’m standing tall
Not bent
Head high and straight
My heart was pained
It cracked
But it didn&…

MY STORMY NIGHT!

My Stormy,…Stormy,…Stormy Night.
I long,….To,….Hold you tight.
In your arms,…I sleep so right.
My Stormy,…Stormy Night.

I wish someday,…You be …

She likened him to a gentle
Rain falling
A sweet caress upon
Her skin
His lips a kiss
Sending ripples upon
Her quiet pond
He had swept into her
Life
Stirring back to life
A tornado of trapped emotions
He played…

I feel your heart slipping
A subtle distancing
A silent breaking away
A dance into the midnight
Hour
Breath held, a whispered plea
Stay
Leaving me with
Echoes of the laughter
When our love was still
Brand new…

The sun is burning my flesh raw
Humans are staring at me in owe
Save me, Father, I am your daughter
Give me a sponge with a little water

Easy miracle – death I wish for
I don’t want to be on …

The girl laughed out loud because she knew this experience was such a cliché who would believe it?

I can see reflected on her face
Through the stained glass
Windows of her soul
The years slip silently
By
Time is drawing to a
Close
Not much time to say goodbye
How swiftly now the
Time it moves
Where once so…

Red satin pillows, brass knobs that shine, the mirror up there shows…

My brush – organ of physical pleasure
Your love – how I years measure

Pure joy – thinking in colors extreme
My goal – filling my life to the rim

Suffering – passes and no …

He looked like he was really dying, although his eyes were death-defying…

Assessing T.V. damage,
you have to play a role -
it’s a novel form of language
but it sure does take its toll.

Regret is a powerful tool
Waking up and allowing that to drive you means you miss the golden rule

Macro Flowers Group
come across and enjoy the closeness of our flowers.
please read the rules.
see you there.
kristina

Interpreting an after-dinner pause, quietly admires a lady’s claws…