WrenWind

*teary hugs*

*giggles*

Very dark indeed my heart.

I havn't visited here in a while and was happy to see you had written some thing. Well done ..very viceral

 

 

*birthday kisses*

Enjoy the wonders of new places and people and stay safe. *hugs*

That is amost sexual. Enjoyed this poem.

Happy B'Day!

Loved it loved it loved it !!! Time travel and everything.

Wandering around the gardens out side of the main courtyard Wren happens upon the almost dragon sleepping soundly. He is nestle against a tree with his tail wrapped around it his claws worrying a gold nugget even as he snores. With a smile, Wren leans close, kisses him on the snout and whispers softly "Happy Valentine's Day". Then she tiptoes out so as not to wake him.

 

 

 

Just couldn't resist *giggles*

Wren wanders around the garden in deep though twirling her fingers through her curls then came the perfect thought ... she conjurs up wigs for each of the garden gnomes plopping them on the gnomes absentmindedly leaving in her wake a garden full of mini "cousin it" look alikes.

Soft and white floating

A crystaline perfection

One tiny snow flake

Whiskey Kiss

 

the bottle is still full

 

 

smooth liquid amber

one glass

one taste

 

and i am

 

lost

in love

confused

numb

 

 

the bottle is still full

 

 

 

 

 

a different twist

Whiskey Kiss

 

 

it was just a kiss

 

soft and tentative

one kiss

one taste

 

and I am

 

lost

in love

confused

happy

 

it was just a kiss

Well it is a start and for some reason haiku seemed appropriate i will try to add a few more to complete the story in my head.

 

 

Mynx

 

A swift feline grace

Soft,silent ,relentless pace.

Determined beauty

*tearful hugs*

 

I know this will fall on almost deaf ears but please don't forget about taking care of you.

*giggles and puts on a pair of shades*

*hugs* i know you write straight from the heart. Very strong emotion here well done. a good tribute for a friend.

that woluld be my hell too alone brrr.

*hugs*

As always your little bits about every day things area pleasure to read. I found myself thinking of my walk home from the bus stop tonight. The Trees here are all mature too Mostly maples lining both sides of the streets making a multi coloured arch that for that brief moment in time call fall birghtens our world before it all goes grey and white. *hugs* keep writing my firend.

*smiles* cute

Congratulations

Graceful, slender lines and form

Delicate touch of toes to floor

Twirl and leap in perfect execution

A little girl smiles, her first recital

 

Tense parents in the front row

Marvel at her beauty and poise

Worry that she will trip or fall

Glowing with pride for thier child

 

She dances fluidly as if in flight

her mind lost in another world

The music flowing over and through her

She is the dance, miniature primadona

 

 

 

gooey marshmallow filling dripping

good advice Rev

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