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), cheap clothes, beach parties, temples, forest jungles, .....! I am about to go to the airport, so, adios! I haven't done much in terms of postings or journals for a while, but I blame my computer which died and left me with a shitty old one that won't hook up to my camera:<. Now, really am leaving, so be well, all DA-ers!Newest
ChutzpahChutzpah. How dare you have the cheek! To waltz like a brazen minx of the day, up to my, flaunting your new bride. You think she is fine, and you are an oh-so-perfect match. Look a little closer, aged girl, you just want to see your youth reflected back. How slight she is, but where is the vigour? Do you forget so easily how you bounced around? Even now you spit at me, spiking my floor, you are a heady, fiery mouthful to my faint anger, this trembling coal. I throb as I yell, you do not yell, but you scream, screech. You are the hawk who has theChutzpah
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FarcesI always wanted to see as others saw. Not to see only the form, only the outside of an unknown object, But to know its place and function in life, As everyone around me seemed to know. Some education that I had never received, A wise master whose feet I had never found. Now I see more, Maybe I know more, But knowing has robbed me of seeing, I only just realised. To find my way around a switch, See the lights behind the glitz, Where does that leave dreaming? I no longer wander at will through space, Nor feel the possibilities of every new place, That innate senFarces
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The Dance FloorOne, two, step on three-four, Riding with the music, then you stop. You are slipping on the smooth floor, Laughing, guileless in the furore, The furore of the dance floor, then it stops. Your partner, she is laughing, A bit breathless, but that's nothing, As you spin her in smooth circles, Doesn't stop. Well, the dance, it has now ended, Take your bows, the loss is mended, The loss of dancing close together, Till the stop. Now a fresh tune has arisen, You both start up, moves unbidden, In a quick synch, With the beat that does not stop. It doThe Dance Floor
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BellNow I understand, The clanging of the bell. ‘You’re a disappointment’, Again and again, that harsh knell. Filled with despair, Anger overflowing its sparse words, Ripping me with this moment’s truth, Plunging us both into a myriad of new hurts. Reverberating with rejection, Of my words, my pleas, all explanations in my head, The words make one trembling person deaf, The other anticipate each new word with dread. ‘Disappointment’, ‘Failure’, ‘Lost Promise’, ‘Useless’, Acceptance has ended, now I strive for release, Shocked at the feeling of thBell
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- Current Residence: Sydney, Australia
- Interests: reading, writing, living
- Favourite movie: The Long Kiss Goodnight/LOTR 1
- Favourite band or musician: Red Hot Chilli Peppers
- Favourite genre of music: meh
- Favourite poet or writer: John Keats
- Favourite cartoon character: Danae!!!
- Personal Quote: about life or beauty? - i will try to share with you what i see. beyond that, inexpressible
- Tools of the Trade: il try whatever i can lay my hands on and play around with. tends to be pens, pencils or cameras.
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