bellaarts wanted a title for her image remix...in proposing a title it turned into this:
from abandoned love
to where the path t...
i might be a crazy dreamer.
i might have the stars in my eyes.
i might believe the impossible.
and think nothing is not worth a try.
i'm thankful for the sunlight,
and the clothing on my back.
i'm thankful for my husband,
(and yes i do mean that).
i'm thankful for my children,
that i get to watch them grow.
i'm thankful for the days gone by,
and for things i've come to know.
i'm thankful for my home
and for the roof above my head,
i'm thankful for dirty dishes,
that mean my family's been fed.
as i watch the clock click off the minutes, i try to think of anything else.
the last burning flakes from my cigarette crumble to the table, and i don’t even move to dust...
he raises up his camera, sets the focus, shutter – click.
he checks the image, then frames up again, catching the laughter.
checking the image ag...
for gaby's hitRECord challenge 2012 collab, karengayle challenged me to select the first random text or image RECord under the "random RECord" button - and REmix it...
the button pulled up "(icon) soledad" by ighess...and i chose to remix it with annemarije's awesome poem "reading."
i edited the poem slightly, mainly for rhythm...and i changed the last line to suit the remix (imho).
thanks for the challenge karen! (wasn't easy! - but was fun :))
little sally anne marie
sings gentle little melodies
sitting in her mason jar
singing tunes made up of stars
little sally anne marie
loves her melodic harmonies
so sad a sight she might first seem
but she spins songs out of her dreams
she sits alone in echoes of glass
where her songs inside are trapped
to spin around her endlessly
she really is a sight to see
four little feet tucked under her chin
her music with a gentle spin
floating around inside her jar
made up of shining, glowing stars.
amber challenged me to write a story for her monster collab (picking a monster and naming it if it didn't have a name already). i picked this one and named her sally anne marie :)
he arrived early evening on her doorstep, the soft smell of carnations in his hand twisting through the rainy air, barely masking taunting wisps of drifting musk.
he took her t...
that was how i felt.
the dark hollowing sinking weight that settled itself in my chest and worked its way through my system, holding down my limbs, preventing ...
pulsates into me,
grabs me by the soul,
works its way out through my heart,
spreading through my body,
possessing every cell...
here i am.
i walk among you.
i look like you.
so much so that you’d never even know i was different…
but some of you see it.