LeighaMar 25, 2017 07:42 PM (This post was last modified: Mar 25, 2017 07:42 PM by Leigha.)
(Mar 25, 2017 06:32 AM)RainbowUnicorn Wrote: when all you have is words and things
and stuff to put on screens
the most you might just hope to say
is less than what can be seen
more than what is read in wrote
but equal to the task
so post your prose in highs and lows
so in poetry we bask.
(written by me impromptu)
(Mar 25, 2017 06:32 AM)RainbowUnicorn Wrote: when all you have is words and things
and stuff to put on screens
the most you might just hope to say
is less than what can be seen
more than what is read in wrote
but equal to the task
so post your prose in highs and lows
so in poetry we bask.
(written by me impromptu)
There’s a thread you follow. It goes among
things that change. But it doesn’t change.
People wonder about what you are pursuing.
You have to explain about the thread.
But it is hard for others to see.
While you hold it you can’t get lost.
Tragedies happen; people get hurt
or die; and you suffer and get old.
Nothing you do can stop time’s unfolding.
You don’t ever let go of the thread.
Tis but thy woman that is my enemy: Thou aren’t thyself, thou is a woman. What’s woman? Is it not a bosom or derriere, or legs or face? Or some other part belonging to a man! What is in a woman? That which we call a woman, by any other name would smell as sweet.
A while back I asked you for fairy advice. I was wanting to take my nieces to the forest and thought it might jazz things up a bit. They loved it. I carved a couple of walking sticks for them. My son told them that he remembered some sort of candy tree that you had to walk under. When we walked under it nothing happened until they started poking at it with their walking sticks then out of nowhere candy started falling out. The little one usually makes me carry her but on this trip she was happy to walk because they were finding crystals and polished stones along the way. They spotted several interesting spider webs, lots of leaves that had glitter on them, and then they spotted this…
and next to the door were teeny tiny glass bottles filled with glitter.
I told them bits and pieces from this video as we walked.
They asked me about fairies but I don’t know much about them. We thought that they might use their fairy dust to make the forest beautiful so that no one would want to destroy it.