missmagpie
There is something truly wonderful about that first cup of tea that you've been craving all day
And do people not chat here anymore, or is it just that lousy time difference thing again?
I try to chat, but that's because I'm bored bored bored and a little lonely.
emo I'm trying to work on an Ode. The later bits aren't coming together. I will now bore you all with it.
Ode to the Razor, Choice
Time twists and sheers the limb from tree
Both bark and blood descending free
In time with choice's cruel decree.
Curled in the night
When fears take flight
Beware the sight
Of apples floating on the sea.
Refracting back into the sky
The winds of choice are riding high
White hunters seek and dare and die.
Under the moon
They will come soon
Fast cries the loon -
Your pains are riding passions by.
You cannot bind them -
Free they dance.
You cannot hide them -
Come now chance.
You cannot mind them -
They seek the edge.
You can only bide them -
Cling to the ledge.
Two coursers bright with blood ride past,
Then two of pale and tattered past,
Two more of shadowed scar the last
With screams of fear
Pale rider's spear -
Collapse the steer
Of hope and dream the sun had cast.
...and I run out of steam.
emo
