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Mark Schlesser
- Portland Oregon
- Last Record: 2013-06-19 10:58:22 +0530
- Joined: Mar 27, 2010
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i had a spare afternoon today, so i've been working on the hitRECord quilt! this picture doesn't quite show the heart in all its glory - it's a deep burgundy velvet, but the photo makes it look black... i'm also going to cut out the letters of HEART, with each letter in a different pattered red fabric & add them on top of the heart.
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Your frail fingers fumbled through bins
of thread wound round small wooden wheels, the silk soft between the wrinkled tips of your index and thumb, the color of the canned plums in t... |
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When buttons fall off my clothes, I usually don't sew them back on. Perhaps it means they were never meant to be there in the first place.
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i made this drawing to go along with this poem i wrote a while back..:)
bug bites on toes, wrinkle your nose
keep ears to the ground, where our fire grows
our words in order, a story they tell
a pen with a paper, that we’d never sell
ship shape dear captain, smile blackened teeth
macaw cries that carry, to your wooden reef
oh canons that bury, a secret once held
of fantasy marvel, in mind where it dwells
as clear as the night, a song hummed so deep
a mans voice that echos, to the unconscious beat
“carry on my lady, a treasures my way! no heart and a dagger is all i obey!
harharhar o mighty, a sea to discourage us all, a fight to the finish, a love to end all”
so we all did vanish, with the stories we reep,
a cannon left over, to keep us in reach
carry on my lady, a treasures my way! no heart and my dagger is all i obey!
harharharr