WrenWind

* looks south * if you get time to cross the border north of you drop me a line ,eh!

Yessss! what a blast! Have you ever layed down on the grass and just stared up at the sky watching the clouds morf into different shapes?

Curled in a ball under the table that they had all been sitting at holding the mask in one fist and trying to figure out how she was going to manage how to get out of this mess when she heard Robby ,Teq and Llassar scabbleing though the rubble of the mansion. Though she had little room to manouver she got in position to bang on the underside of the table with her feet. Bang! Bang! Bang! "I hope they hear me soon." She had no magic left to get herself out having used all of her strength to hold up her shields as the chaos began. "Can anyone hear me?" Bang Bang Bang!!! "Please goddess! with one spark of borrowed magic the little stored in her crystal necklace Wren sends a bright purple light out though the rubble "Please let them find me"

Happy day and have a great year!

Happy happy ! even though it is late.

I regret not finishing my degree. and a few other things i'm not ready to admit even to myself out loud. But then I do agree with Peredhil on this I would not be who I am if i changed anything and I like who I am.

Wow!! This is by far one of the best poems I have read here. Well done.

Have you ever just held your child close and just smelled them? Have you ever gon in to check and see if they were still breathing because you havn't heard anything from the room in a few minutes? Have you ever counted the stiches after an opperation (175 on my babies head)? Have you ever looked at the laundry pile and said "baah. It will be there tomorrow" and then did nothing at all instead.? Have you ever noticed that the show you wanted to watch always is playing the same episode you have already seen the next time you got the chance to sit down and watch it again? Have you ever realized that you don't love someone anymore but just can't bring yourself to say it out loud?

Congrats !! *hugs to all and glad that you are all home. If you need an ear or a shoulder you know how to find me. *makes a little more room in her heart for Emily* *huggles*

Whispering soflty Rustling through forest and field Element unseen Naturaly cool Not quite a Haiku

And me?

The basket over flows Soft music from a flute Something for every taste Cornicopia of fruit Ham, jam and spam Cloth made from jute Draped over soft ground Slip off your boots Sit and enjoy As strains of music flow from a lute, The lady sits there. A vision of beauty Leaving all who see mute Be careful when you aproach Not to soil your fancy suit The path to the picnic Will have you climbing over the roots I wrote this on a whim and showed it to Peredhil first this was his contribution *giggles* But when you make it to her you'll smell an awful poot She'll laugh and laugh at your look at what came from between each glute. If you manage to escape the gas... you get to shout, "woo! Woot!" Peredhil:

*smiles * i like this it flows very well

You are an amazing person with beautifull kids and you have a talent for writing . *makes some tea and sets it out with a basket full of bath things there is a note attached "Let Calgon take you away even if it is only for 15 min. It does wonders for reducing stress levels" *

sweet flowery smell distant memories ensue quiet smile *on the paper there is a doodle of a moon flower *

the world held together with post-it glue ...intresting concept

Intresting style. When I read through this the first time I felt breathless and confused. I like it though and the reread was much better.

Butterflies drifting Flight winding slowly nowhere Gentle breeze carressed Wren Windsong * a purple piece of parchment cut and shaped in the form of a butterfly floats accross the fairway landing lightly on the counter of the Haiku Hut *

Peering around the corner of a nearby booth Wren makes sure that Wyvern is out of sight. "phew! He is starting to make me nervous" Wren digs in her her bodice and finds a change purse finds 5g and deposits it in the jar. She steps up to Zool wipes a little piece of pie crust off the rubber chicken he is holding, leans a little closer and kisses Zool on the cheek.

Nice to see you write somethhing. It has been a while. I liked the style. Wren *hugs*

Welcome to the over 40 crowd *grins *

Well done My favorite stanza

Happy Happy

Read "The Merchant Of Venice" Parmenion my luv

Now that the merchant lay dead The suiters listened to the will being read A coffin of Gold, silver or lead Choose wisely he said One will lead to her bed The others you will give naught instead Though hands shook with dread She wanted to turn her head His heart clear as others fled Her heart he knew was under lead Now finally they could be wed