IMPOSTER....
MY RECENT POSTS
- What's In Your Head?
July 24, 2011 02:16AM - Embracing the Knight
August 16, 2009 01:47AM - Head Stuff: Dancing with
Scissors
August 16, 2009 12:37AM - Misplaced
August 13, 2009 02:11AM - In the Eye of the Beholder....
August 12, 2009 11:56AM
MY RECENT COMMENTS
- “I....simply
remember.....”
July 24, 2011 08:57PM - “thank you for your
comments
OoaL...sooo true!
I am trying to teach my
daughters
the…”
July 24, 2011 12:09PM - “Our cups are almost
always, at least, HALF FULL!
Beautiful
story.”
July 24, 2011 02:29AM - “Nope...no one definition
ever fits.”
November 15, 2009 01:34PM - “First of all...I am
amazed that someone had
the
patience...much less the
curiousi…”
October 04, 2009 05:54PM
Imposter's Links
What's In Your Head?
I walk the path plotted by others...
after all it is a path.
"Monkey see, Monkey do".
But the truth is....
the monkeys are in my head.
Swinging from branch to branch....
lighting....
lingering...
on many a worn limb.
There is, afterall, comfort there....
where others have already been. … Read full post »
Embracing the Knight
HEAT.
The embers ignite.
The flames lick upward.
Surrender.
HEEEELLLLLLL NNOOOOOOOOOOO!
SHE SHEDS HER SKIN...
FLEES TO OPEN SPACES...
PACES LIKE A CAGED TIGRESS.
SHE RAISES HER LIMBS TO THE VOID ABOVE
SILENTLY SCREAMING CURSES TO THE SERPENT!
THE FLAMES RECEDE.
THE EMBERS DIE.
VICTORY.… Read full post »
Head Stuff: Dancing with Scissors
Just read SimoleonSense's Post on What You Don't Know About Your Friends...and this is what danced(with scissors) through my head:
Most don't even want to know the naked truth about themselves much less the naked truth about their spouses, friends or acquaintances...so we only allow what we want know… Read full post »
Misplaced
Years have passed...
marriages
divorce
births
deaths
celebrations
declarations
reunion...
tears
memories...
giggles
heartaches...
sighs
embracing...
silence
the arms of home.
In the Eye of the Beholder....
The bed yearns for my return
Curling my tired body around the pillow
Comfort absorbed...
Dreamless early evening sleep.
Until...
the creak of the floorboards
the feathery touch of lips
whispered words...
"you are beautiful when you sleep".
behold... Read full post »

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