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Appy

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  1. try to shelter

    you

    shelter yourself

     

    we walk in

    silence

    walks with us

     

    will not follow

    you

    follow no one

     

    one word breaks the

    silence

    is all we ever needed

     

     

    [04 mei 2007, Hellevoetsluis]

  2. Mirror, mirror on the wall

    Am I real or will I fall?

    Down the rabbit hole again

    Back to where it all began?

     

    Searching through the darkened woods

    Little girl in pretty boots

    Click your heels and call it out

    When nothing happens, scream and pout

     

    Wine red lips and long blond hair

    High within your tower fair

    Spinning golden threads so thin

    Finding beauty deep within

     

     

    [10 april 2007, Den Haag]

  3. The air is wheezing in his lungs and burns him from the inside.. but not because it's hot, but because it's cold! Too cold!

    A long coughing fit prevents all thought for a moment, and then the wonder at this world returns. He didn't even take the time to think about why they had been running in the first place. He only knew that it had seemed like a good idea at the time.

    And now, in front of him, there are two huge doors. This in itself isn't that strange, were it not that these are made of wood.

    In all his life he has only seen slivers of wood, carefully guarded and maintained by their owners. It was said those pieces brought luck.

    And now he's in front of two huge doors.. . appearantly made of wood. Tentatively he steps forward and touches one of the doors, not really believing to feel wood and jumping backwards when he does. He never did see the second wolf.

     

    His weasel, who he had flung into his breastpocket the moment they started running, hangs on to his blouse with his hind paws only and smells at the doors more thouroughly while supporting himself against them with his front paws. He's having the time of his life.

  4. Lovely scene this. I like the imagery you use; the sunflower self, the pool of sunlight and that very favorite, sunkissed. Sun is a very good thing indeed. ^_^

     

    But.. personally I loved the last stanza as it was, with that comma instead of a period. It leaves many ways open on how to read it and gave it a lazy rhythm that I have a hard time finding anywhere else. Possibly because I'm missing punctuation... (never thought I'd say that, one who hardly uses any herself), but also because of how you .. how to say it.. I'm missing certain words, as if you're trying REALLY hard to keep it short and simple, and thus forget that you CAN use prepositions (in, around, under, on) and conjunctions (and, or, but, yet) just as two examples, and still have the shortness and stylistic approach you're going for.

    It might help with the flow here and there..

     

    Otherwise, lovely idea and I am eager to see the result. Even if you don't change the rest of the poem, I'm curious as to what you'll do with the last stanza. :)

  5. Oh great, now I have that song stuck in my head (Play that Funky Music, White Boy)... thanks GeldrinHor :P

     

    Good song. And even though Disco was a scary time, it keeps on comming back so there must be something appealing to it, right? ;)

     

    Regel.. you are a great auto-biographer. Thank you for sharing. *huggles tight*

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