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I woke flecked in white and mossy green. Nestled
Beneath the splaying smiles of clover. The light through
Frond Ferns dappled me starry and faint life pulsed
Within bulbous mushrooms, slumped in fairy crescents.
Warmth above, wheeling pale as a gull.
Warmth below, churning in the dark
Between them I bask, ponderous, tied by tanglevines
Shall I sprout limbs and trundle away, Snuffling
Blind through the twisting tunnels of the underbrush?
No, who in my stead would herd the pale seedlings,
And tell these late winter children of coming spring?
Where would the snake rest from his creeping, coiling cold
Scales in sinister affection? No . . .Better to stay
Heavy with warmth . . . .best to sleep. . .

I hurtle wild as storm, through the shrieking air
Am I woke to be bird-kind? Shall I dip and dive within
The vaulted sky? No, I have no wings nor plumage
I am bone heavy, my brief motion borrowed from
A child's slingshot. One small thing aimed at another.
I yell a warning to the hare, crouched in the thicket
But even her clever, quirked ears can't chase stone-shouts
I crash crimson and am still once more. I preferred my
Alarming motion to this ebbing warmth and fleeing life
I am weary . . .

I swim motionless through watery echoes, painted
Heron-blue and banded by strands of the light. Gifts
Of the sky lady as she spreads her smile across the pool
Silver fish dart and flash, spilling tumbling dreams into rising bubbles.
Tall strands of hyacinth and water lily, spread green underbellies
And beguile the currents, dancing lazy ripples. Water bugs
Skip and skirt, air-light and fleet as wind. My kind, grazes
Still and silent on the muddy bed of the river, heaped together
In Placid harmony. I call to them but receive no answer, still they sleep
And I shall join them . . .

The choking mud, slinks sluggish over my proud white speckles
This sort of waking is most akin to sleep which wraps me deaf and
Dumb within my earthen cradle-coffin. Is this all that remains?
To be buried so? This muddy embrace is a suffocating comfort.
The warmth above is remote, the memory of a stranger
The warmth below, surges vaguely, a call
I dream drowsy of crystal caverns and roiling heat.
I sink into dark embrace and wonder what I shall be
When next I wake.


. . . This is a poem I wrote from the view-point of a stone. It makes me happy!

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Mocha_Aulait Report | 04/07/2012 11:35 am
Mocha_Aulait
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Retretu Report | 05/22/2011 10:47 pm
Retretu
Words cant even express the nostalgia! What has it been, a year, since i last logged onto gaia and spoken to you? Huh, how could i have forgoten one of the most awesome people that i knew way back when. But! none the less! How have things been? Hows college and such what? All is good I hope.
Raul Placido Report | 12/20/2010 9:42 pm
Raul Placido
No problem and thanks
Hanbei Takenaka Report | 12/20/2010 9:04 pm
Hanbei Takenaka
No problem XD.
TitsandGlamour Report | 12/20/2010 12:30 pm
TitsandGlamour
:}
You're welcome!
And thank you!
WeWorshipWii Report | 07/11/2010 8:06 pm
WeWorshipWii
Haha, no worries, don't worry about it. I should say that I tend to prefer PM's, but if you want to stick with comments then that's fine too. Besides, you remembered eventually, which works fine for me. I wasn't really a blog person...until I actually tried reading his blog, so now I sort of am...and the real, official, not-getting-changed date is March 1st, 2011 smile (or sometime in March. Definitely March, no later).
In the later books...the trend does continue, I would say. While Rand is still the main character, the other important characters eventually spread apart, each following their own "weave of the Wheel," and the book's narrative splits even more between them all. So yeah, there will be less Rand, and some books focus much more on other characters than Rand, but he'll always have at least a few chapters. It also slows done a bit as it gets closer to book 10, and really speeds up after that, especially the last, Book 12, which was written partly by a new author after the original author died. I hope that you enjoy the books, and I'll see if I can remind myself to try to keep in better touch with you, I wasn't exactly making my best attempt at conversation either sweatdrop
Lacking Wit Report | 07/11/2010 7:32 pm
Lacking Wit
Hahahahahah. That's actually a pretty funny story.
What I did was, I titled the forum like, "dslghiawvotiwthg" and then I looked up "Wit" in wikipedia and just copied and pasted whatever was in there:
http://www.gaiaonline.com/forum/chatterbox/idjosklvcnms-d/t.62476793/

No one would care to look at it. wink
Pandamatastic Report | 07/05/2010 12:59 pm
Pandamatastic
The mushroom/toadstool?
It's pretty awesome...
ami seirei Report | 07/02/2010 9:28 pm
ami seirei
hi i am glade you are no you do not know me
Dreamy green fairy Report | 06/13/2010 11:04 am
Dreamy green fairy
Hey, thanks for the buy =3

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Don't be alarmed ladies and gents, this flutterby was rapid and had to be put down. May this be a lesson to all of you. DO NOT MEDDLE WITH MY CORRESPONDENCE!