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  • Deviant since Apr 17, 2007, 8:02 PM
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candyland sunset

sets the sun in candyland,  the colors bright and bold,  still warm, melting everything  in shades of pink and gold.   
the shadows stretch in candyland  like taffy on the pull,  and darkness pools in puddles  chocolate and caramel.   
the breezes stir in candyland  vanilla scented dreams;  and whip up foaming waves  across the sea of strawb'ry creams.

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The Old MapleMany years ago on a New England sugaring farm, there was a beautiful young maple tree. It stood in a stand of maples in the oldest part of the acreage, but it was not like the other maples. It grew taller each year, but when tapped, gave off sickly black sap instead of  the clean, sweet sap that its companion trees produced. The tree had lovely foliage in the fall, and eventually it produced two saplings, but no syrup could be made from its sap.  
 
The Farmer was troubled by this tree and over time wondered if he should cut it down. Carefully he tended it with the other trees, hoping love and care would cure the disease a The Old Maple
in Life Stories on 12/18/07
Seasons ChangeThe engine sounds slowly die out, and I remain in my chair. It would be too heartbreaking to return to my own little world right now, and so I sit and take in the lake sounds as night approaches. It's been quite awhile since I last saw a calendar, but the way the warmth steals out of the day is unmistakable; this is no summer evening. I need beat no hasty retreat from the mosquitoes.  
 
 At least he left me in a thick sweater. The breeze that feels pleasant around my ankles would be too chill on the paper-thin skin of my arms. That sneaking scratching I associate with squirrels makes me sit up a little straighter; I don't want Seasons Change
in Life Stories on 9/24/07
Losing ItThere's something odd about seventeen shoes;  Where did the other go?  And what about the missing glove  And socks as white as snow?   
Why can't my watch or pen or keys  Stay where I put them last?  Was that a fistful of my coins  I just saw wander past?!   
Lip gloss shows up at strange times  In quite the strangest places,  And yummy snacks all disappear  With just the barest traces.   
Do all these things get sucked into  An alternate dimension?  A vortex?  Or a dark black hole too frightening to mention?   
It seems as though with all the Losing It
in Open on 9/21/07
i dream of painting flowersi have been blessed, yet  i dream of painting flowers  with my own two hands i dream of painting flowers
in Haiku & Eastern on 9/21/07
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Journal Entry: Tue Apr 17, 2007, 8:16 PM
This is the repository for the writing I do that's an extension of breathing, for me. I'm not very good, and I don't expect anyone to care. But I love to write, and it's spilling over into the other stuff I do, so I'm expanding, and letting it spill over to here.


And as arrogant as my username sounds, it's actually the name of my Jade Empire video game character. ;) Not so lofty, then. :giggle:

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  • Favourite poet or writer: Emily Dickinson, ee cummings
  • Skin of choice: Gizka
  • Favourite game: KotOR, Jade Empire
  • Personal Quote: Poetry is life distilled. ~Gwendolyn Brooks

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