WrenWind

Blank page but a mind full of thoughts

to many to choose too difficult by far

Blank page filling up with odd bits

small snippets appear

soon there will too many words to fit

imagine where they can take us next

I 've lost my way home

 

My life has turned black and gray

I can not stay here

 

 

"There are purple cows on the horizon"

Lovely!

I have missed this place and your adventures *hugs*

New Year, new life, new job, new wife,

New truck, (to me), new house, finally.

 

Old years, old careers, old debts, avoid arrears,

Old cars, (now crashed), gypsy life, (couldn't last).

 

When on the edge of the Chasm deep inside

I viewed myself and found I couldn't hide

All illusions there were swept away

If not for my God I'd be gone today.

 

Now dance, now play, new life, new day,

Now sing, now shout, new life, workin' out.

 

 

 

I can picture you dancing around with a smile on your face *huggles* I am happy for you.

I know thhis is really late but I am still around. *wipes some dust from the mantle* Alternat realities have me spinning off and out but i always fly home to roost when I can.

Lovely ,descriptive it puts the reader in those slippers. Thank you for sharing.

Strangely I seem to able to relate to this piece.

Disclosing the truth can be dangerous and yes, we all lie, if by definition you include lies of omission. The words I have chosen often carry one meaning for me and once read are interpreted in an entirely different way than it was intended. You have a few small mechanical errors in the piece Wrenwind but the feels are strong and the message for me clear.

 

 

I would love you to pooint out the mechanical errors please

 

Thanks for your imput Regel.

It takes only a moment,a whisper of time

A word once released can not be retracted

And everything changes

 

 

Time does not heal all. It festers and and inflames

One small mistake becomes something insurmountable

And everything ends

 

No regrets,no worries is not very realistic

If onlys and appologies won't fix anything

And everyone lies

Her heart is broken tattered and bleeding

shattered into pieces each piece cutting a new rend

all that is left is hollow echoing pain

 

She walks away and tries not to look back

soft words and coos drift to her ears

going backwards holds no gain

 

One more step, one more mile

hide the pain behind a smile

 

Her heart is broken tattered and bleeding

Cabbage soup, cabbage soufle, Cabbage rolls Hmmm What to do?

 

Slowly a smile crosses Wren's face and she begins to pull things down from the shelves. In just a few minutes the pristine demo kitchen is in total disarray. Her hair is coated in flour and her hands caked in dough. Bangs and clangs and clatter can be heard inside the cloud of four dust. Suddenly the dust clears and the mess vanishes and Wren stands there with a perfectly jellied wiggly cabage suspended in clear jelly. if you look closly you can even see it blink once in a while. She carefully places her submision on the judges platform.

 

She steps back and smiles.

My heart lurches every time I hear or read we have lost another soldier. I am very proud to have been a member of the forces and I and fiercely poud of those wh choose to join and participate in helping make this world a little safer. Though sometimes what they are doing seems to be of little concequence it is not each step towards peace even though it costs us dearly is worth it, So my sons will not have to fight or my grand children when.if i eve have any have a better chance of living in a more peacfull society.

Very creapy Hon. viseral imagery

you have company in the cage and other faces in that mirror if you look for them *hugs* Interesting poem Hon

Veryfunny thatnks Wyvern. next time i will participate. Was going to this time but was without iinternet for a time *hugs to all*

I so know what you mean. *hugs*

*want more* great job setting the scene. I could almost feel the thickness of the air.

hugs

Zool- thankya. *That* element was quite deliberately as you figured.

Tzim- sincerest apologies for the same thing. {:>\

 

 

it is perfect the way it is

 

perfect madness

Wren backs through the door to her suite and kicks it shut her arms full of quills. She sets them down a looks around the room and notices there are more quills tucked into every nook and cranny. With a smile she begins to collect them and and them to the pile that she had found all over the pen keep , Her name writen in bold on dragonic brand ribbon. "Silly dragon is has gone overboard" Wren mumbles to herself.

Wren stops for a second and realizes there are voices coming from her bed chamber. She steps closer to the door and looks in to find Cheer and Wyvern entangled in sheets curtains and each other. "Umm! Am I interrupting something?" "Should I leave the two? of you alone?" Wren chuckles as Wyvern turns a brighter shade of red than she has ever seen and waits for someone to answer

And still the snow is falling . Love this Regel luckily I'm not the one who has to go out and shovel but it is nice to see the snow cover makes everything looks so clean

The wretched King Minos has decided your fate. His tale wraps around his body 3 times.

The sweet light no longer strikes against your eyes. Your shade has been banished to... the Third Level of Hell!

Third Level of Hell

 

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In the third circle, you find yourself amidst eternal rain, maledict, cold, and heavy. The gluttons are punished here, lying in the filthy mixture of shadows and of putrid water. Because you consumed in excess, you meet your fate beneath the cold, dirty rain, amidst the other souls that there lay unhappily in the stinking mud. Cerebus, a canine monster cruel and uncouth with his three heads and red eyes, dwells in this level. He growls and tears at the damned with his teeth and claws.

 

 

Here is how you matched up against all the levels:

 

Level Who are sent there? Score

Purgatory Repenting Believers Very Low

Level 1 Limbo Virtuous Non-Believers Very Low

Level 2 Lustful Very High

Level 3 Gluttonous Extreme

Level 4 Prodigal and Avaricious Moderate

Level 5 Wrathful and Gloomy High

Level 6 - The City of Dis Heretics Very High

Level 7 Violent Very High

Level 8- the Malebolge Fraudulent, Malicious, Panderers High

Level 9 - Cocytus Treacherous High

 

 

 

Intresting.

A little late as allways Wren slips in and leaves a banner "Happy Belated Birthday" then wanders off daydreaming again.

*hugs* I was a little worried when i read it at first. Very nice

All and none of the above. *hugs tight*