WrenWind

*sends her little prince to meet the princess*

Dear Diary Today was a reminder of all the right reasons i married the man i did . On our way to run some errands we stopped to get gas. at the station was a woman asking the attendant if she could help because she had locked her keys in the car when she stepped out of it to ask for directions . It was raining and cold and the attendant was not very helpful. My hub got out his AAA card and his phone and called for help. then he went and stood in the middle of the road and directed traffic around the woman's car till the tow truck showed up 15 min later. soaked to the bone he got back in the car with us and we finished our errands. my baby swam in T.O.P.S. time trials today and improved all his times . And My hub stepped up tp volunteer to time as not enough parents for the older group hung around to do it . No head ache today ...makes for a good day

I also found this to be a very powerful stanza . It gave me chills Good work Parm

This was inspired by Psimon's "Temptress" Poseidon's Promise ------------ The Sirens sit and sing The perfect silhouette men see Sweet voices to lure them in He hears it float across the rocks His fate lies in his strength The pull to follow, great Sad songs for sad ladies Promised beauty, light and love Poseidon had a purpose Lure the wandering sailor Bring him to the murky depths Revenge against the race of man On the rock the sirens sing The promise still not kept. Two of three they have Beauty of face and form for sure A voice for songs so lovely But love. will never be For those who follow. die The Siren's song the last they hear And those who resist, move on

Thanks *hugs* all better now

Blind anger lashed out no reason hurt feelings bad karma can't think self hate need something just don't know too much guilt no escape no reward lost.

I like the rythm in this and the descriptions .

This made me smile and laugh I have felt just this way many time staring at my screen waiting for it to sho 100% download complete .

The call of the sirens, powerfull lure to all who sail the seas .

I wrote this today for a friend He stands by the grave staring at the upturned earth. It is almost too much to bear. Only 19 and he has stood here too many times. There is no one left to share Balled fists shoved deep into his pockets. The casket is lowered with care. A cleric speaks words of honour and safe passage For the soul of a friend no longer there. The people he loves seem to slip away. No giving in to the despair. There isn't even time to ask why. His grief stuck in his throat It was now his turn to say goodbye

Beams! his stanza is better than the given one . Bravo!

Something about this struck me . I enjoyed this very much

I like this one very much

Bewildered and sleepy WrenWind steps up to accept her honors with a little curtsy and a quiet, thank-you then settles back beside the others. Thank you all for the encouragement

Happy Day *raises her glass in a toast* "silly almost dragon! *cast a warming spell on wyvern*

The sweet sounds of nature hummed all around the forest as though harmonizing with his thoughts. It had been so long since he had seen their faces, held them in his arms. Now he was free. Free to return home. Free to find his wife and the two sons he had watched come into the world. The boys would be grown now. He sighed and continues to walk with determination. He would be there for the birthday celebrations. Three days ..."Yes!" he would make it. The two blades attacked and parried rhythmically while not one drop of blood had yet dropped to the pristine marble floor. The men were a perfect match. Brothers, identical twins that have fought against and beside each other all their lives. Neither one would draw blood unless by accident. Once the practice was done they bowed to each other and then to the master of swords and waited to be dismissed. Above the hall The lady of the house watched with pride. Her two sons have passed onto the level of journeyman . Then she will have to say good bye to them as they each leave to wander. It is time to let them be the men they have grown to be. She watches as the master dismisses the session and her sons fly from the room. Images of their father flash past her, taking hold of her and whisking her to another time and place where she is a younger version of herself. Stumbling though unknown forest lost alone and cold. A hand touches her shoulder and startles her back into the real world. "Ma'am Lord Param is waiting." Sighing relieved, she thinks, "That must NEVER happen again." She follows her advisor to council chambers fussing with her hair and dress. "I can't let memories take over, I can't!!!"

How sad

Happy Day!!

Bravo!!!

Letters of the alphabet Give thought and time to pause Untill the words are set Thoughts caught in a gauze Mind churning in blank space Hoping on for some small applause In your mind you find that place Creative center of the mind That lets you join the race Contructive criticism, polite and kind Like minds wise and knowing Try to help us out of binds Oh! Wonderful the words are flowing Now feeling that I am set free Sets to write now face aglowing Thank you all for helping me. Sorrry about the subject matter being so similar but I didn't know where to start . Hard chalenge for me Thanks for forcing me to stretch my brain

to be orderly 1,2,3

Happy Day!!!

Just love those legs great imagery .

Oh!....*gets out a tissue* that brought a tear to my eye . I like it