Monthly Archives: July 2008

Mixing Up the Message

You can play too: Wordle.

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If You Can Dance on the Wind, the Fall is not so Bad

We flew our kite at school today and the wind took it high into the blue. It shone bright yellow and the green of new spring leaves with a tail the color of fire. the kite spun and danced in … Continue reading

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another experiment in combined images

Death and decay are necessary parts of the process of life and creation and rebirth.

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Bubbles of Earth II

I was playing around with a couple of images I found yesterday and came up with this.

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This Should Be More About Me

I realized this morning that I hadn’t just written about my life in a while, and it seems as though when I ignore that aspect of my writing, I begin to lose track of the flow of my life. I … Continue reading

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A Poem of Sudden Summer

Tilt It all starts with a loss of balance Tipping arms waving to and fro Silliness of a dizzy dream Screaming, streaming madness The desire grows bursting Out of my ears Through my nostrils To the outside world I feed … Continue reading

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Three Poems Written A While Ago

Delicate Dance The balance is the beauty, each part moving freely and yet affecting each other part, compensating to retain the center. If the form is awkward, the movements must wobble. Thus perfection mars the balance and brings the structure … Continue reading

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