Taine


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Taine
City: Carlton North
Country: Australia
Joined: Apr 2008

I’ve always loved words – as far back as I can remember.
First I learnt to understand them, to feel them, to try and mimmick them.
Once I was able to speak them, I couldn’t stop; they just came flowing out, all the time! something I was reminded of quite often as a child. :o)
When I discovered the joy of reading them, books & I where seldom far apart.

The magic they can conjure in an open mind, the reactions they can cause, the feelings they can evoke and the world they can create;
are things that have always attracted me to their mystery…

I have recently started to write them down. Thoughts, feelings, memories, observations…..; really anything that comes out when when my itchy right hand puts pen to paper. (yes, I like to handwrite)

I am always so inspired by some of the amazing writing & visually artistic talent here on RedBubble; it has helped spur on something in me.

Thanks for reading what I’ve written; I hope it means something to you too.
Oh… feel free to leave any comments you want to make, I love to read them

Journal Entries

Why Computers Sometimes Crash! _by Dr. Seuss._

Posted about 1 year ago, 11 comments so far.

Just a bit of worktime humour. _Yes I'm bored_

Posted about 1 year ago, 3 comments so far.

Writing

The Lost Garden

Dampened by each tear / formed but never shed; / loathing, pain and sorrow / fertilize this bed.

On the Inside

Should one day this hard shell crack, / curl in close, do not hold back,

Looking Back

Just made out the light / through tiny cracks that somehow formed / amongst the rubble. / I tried to search for you / untill I found you, nice and safe / inside your bubble.

..the line...

bass’s thumping out that line / beating through my bones / making my soul keep time with my feet clenched eyes see with clarity / what is on my rise / what is squeezing every part of me ti…

Resolve

I clung to your thought / like whiskey drops on a crystal glass / knowing this moment / would be gone as quick as night-time comes. Watching inch by inch / tracing lines along each severed curve …

Bright Eyes

reflections of embers burnt

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