Posted by sitting eagle woman
SPIDER the weaver of my heart, spins within me, his silken art.
Patterns of softness, beauty, and strength, design my body, my essence, my existence.
My eyes learn his lessons of watchfulness & awareness, signified with swiftness and precision....
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11-28-2006, 12:09 PM -
my sister, my friend
I moved so far away that
today I just learned you had
moved even farther
I was afraid to find out for so long
I knew before knowing
I didn't know how to ask
to your daughter, I send all the love you have
to your parents, they...01-22-2013, 06:57 PM -
For my beautiful great aunt Jean, whom we buried today, I love you and already miss you. Seeing you lying there broke my heart, but I will try and remember that you haven't left us, you are simply waiting in the other room, waiting for us to cross the threshold one by one.
My aunty Jean...09-30-2003, 05:20 PM -
Alone on a mountain
standing on rocks old as time;
A glorious new Moon's eve
bathes me in perpetual love;
My thoughts wander and stray
in-between the worlds;
The whistle of jungle birds and the
chirp...12-17-2006, 09:06 AM -
I hope that I am putting this in the correct section... This piece of prose was originally written after much frustration, and the pain of betrayal...But now that I read it again, I realise that it could be read as a natural, and spiritual world versus the guns,germs, and steel (As Jared Diamond would...06-23-2005, 05:27 AM
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*Rose wakes Chuy up and chases him out in to the parking lot to see his new digs. She fires up the portable evaporative cooler next to the tables. *
Chuy, some iced tea, carne adovada, calabacitas, and sopaillas, please. It's so much fun to watch WD and BA chase their napkins in the...06-21-2021, 12:08 PM