Silvers and Shards
Pretty little rainbows
Treacherous path to follow
Beauty of wanton destruction
Shatter mirror of the past
Believer of future dreams
They dance in fire sparkles
They quell shadows fear
Things we know prey upon
Things we hide deep inside
Terror self imposed shines
Thoughts grow eight legs
It pops like crackling fire
Hissing like a hurricane lamp
We curse only outer darkness
A thousand mirrors at my feet
I’m all of those staring back
Silvers and Shards
An onion has many layers. So have I!
A Celebratory blog about the art of entertainment and the value of a spirited controversial opinion. *Photography, Music, Fashion, Makeup, Artist, Sculptors, Wise Quotes, and more* There is no subject that will not be touched. This is for simple entertainment, eye openers, soul nurturing, and brutal honesty.
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Fiction Writing
my writing junkyard
A dose of fetish. Good friends. An incomparable muse.
I want to sing like the birds sing, not worrying about who hears or what they think.
My view of this wonderful and crazy life - as I travel and explore.
A different kind of beautiful
An Introvert's "Ice Cream Social"
I came. I saw. I made it awkward.
life in shorthand
We are freaks. Society dejects us...so we find solace in things that don't exist...
The inky journey of a modern day Troubador
Personal. Lifestyle. Motivation.
Life is just a story. And I've got a pen.
An onion has many layers. So have I!
A Celebratory blog about the art of entertainment and the value of a spirited controversial opinion. *Photography, Music, Fashion, Makeup, Artist, Sculptors, Wise Quotes, and more* There is no subject that will not be touched. This is for simple entertainment, eye openers, soul nurturing, and brutal honesty.
Views on Football from the Front Row
Life is simple... So take notes
Never get lost in the Sauce
Fiction Writing
my writing junkyard
A dose of fetish. Good friends. An incomparable muse.
I want to sing like the birds sing, not worrying about who hears or what they think.
My view of this wonderful and crazy life - as I travel and explore.
A different kind of beautiful
An Introvert's "Ice Cream Social"
I came. I saw. I made it awkward.
life in shorthand
We are freaks. Society dejects us...so we find solace in things that don't exist...
The inky journey of a modern day Troubador
Personal. Lifestyle. Motivation.
Life is just a story. And I've got a pen.
million pinpricks on skin bleed darkness
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discomforts ooze, happiness drips
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splattered ‘gainst the white tiled floor
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It’s presence tainting war spoils
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emptying victory of pleasure
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mitigating tangle of expectations
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I’ve been offline — internet outage. Need to get back into this comment stream frame of mind. Will respond soon, I hope.
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You’ll get there. I had a white cat unplug the phone last night. So I’m working with nothing til this evening
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oh yeah, another one on Project21. https://project21words.wordpress.com/2017/02/27/darkness-reflected/?preview=true
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Very nice Mark!
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Thank you my dear. I had a good run with my thoughts here. I was changing it up along the way.
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Interesting play with Silvers. Wonderful result!
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Thank you darling. I had a few lines floating in the head. It was broken glass but silvers sound more harsh and shards well just sound rough. I wish I could get a picture with a mirror shattered outside and a thousand tiny reflections
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Beautiful flow of words!
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Thank you very much. I had a few lines playing with my brain. It changed a bit while writing it. I glad it held together😀
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It is too good!
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You’re are too kind. 😶🙂
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