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 Posted: Mon Mar 20, 2006 2:50 pm
A while ago, a modista told me to try to make a riddle about a modist. I'm not so good at riddles, but it made me think a bit. So here's what I came up with. Don't laugh.
A woman of mind, and a woman of heart
Her days are filled with kindness
Too much done for others.
The day holds too much for her,
Her wishes are many
A good friend and counterpart
Takes his turn to hold and help her
Together they face the world
And take control of another,
Too much for one, they make a piece of art together
Others may not notice,
May not see.
But together the two make right
That all may enjoy and have fun
And Mod bless those two who try
Okay, I'm not a poet. I'm not good at it. But I said I would make a riddle, and I'm worse at riddles. So here's what we've got. Hopefully, you can tell who it is. I decided not to tell, though the person who asked me to may remember. Or she may not. It's obviously about a pair of people, so take your guesses.
PM me with your answers. Maybe I'll be able to scrounge together a prize for this, if people like it and seem interested. Hopefully it's not too easy.
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Posted: Thu Mar 23, 2006 3:09 pm
Heck with it. Most of you probably don't care what I put here, but there's no harm in doing it, right?
Warm in heart and quick of mind
A friend who is always there
A kindly smile and friendly hug
She ever holds prepared
Sharp tongued at times with those at fault
And quick to speak her mind
Dangerous as she may ever seem
She would never hurt a fly
Tormented sleep, though filled with friends
Her mind betrays her care
I don't think this was as well done as the other, but there you have it, Round two.
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Posted: Mon Mar 27, 2006 5:53 am
Alright, boys and girls. Some of you know of my view on 'angels'. Well, Kia wants to know who they are. So here we are. I wrote them all down for you! For the others: Poorly Placed Explanation I am agnostic, so I have a less than common view of what an 'angel' is. I find that divine beings, fiends, and such are beyond my ability to comprehend. Why would they remain seperate. If they do exist, they would appear to us through ourselves and others. So that is how I percieve them. Not entirely as a perfect entity, but as a shade of a person. One small aspect, not always obvious. Thus, the Angel of Trust would be what I percieve as an 'ideal' person, in their stance toward trust alone. No other traits are even considered. In effect, 'angels' are people I wish to emulate in one way.
Walls destroyed and rebuilt, a slow unending ache
But every pain, every fallen wall strengthens the goal,
The true wonder at the heart of that mazeAngel of DreamsA goal in mind is a goal within reach
No boundary can hold back the mind but the mind itself
And to unbind the mind is to free the world
To be swept along with the dreams of those who see all before themAngel of RealizationA darkened world, a concieved form
Filling the land, the world, the mind
Leaving behind the garish light of kindness
To remind of respect, honesty, and knowledgeAngel of UnderstandingThe world is of darkness, questions unanswered and unasked
But the smile of a friend, and the care given
Bringing light and hope where never before they could reach
Is to show you know the pain of life, and to live in your heartAngel of InnocenceSome claim to be innnocent for thoughts pure or restrained
But pure innocence is not a lack of knowledge or train of thought
It lies in the heart of good, in the lack of evil
To know no evil is ignorance, but to feel no evil is innocenceAngel of HonorThere is an evil in the world
That strives to consume the will of those great few
But in the darkest of days, the light is brightest
As the guardian of honor and justice is ever watchful over his friendsAngel of SelfA mind is complex and great
And to know another's is strength
But to know your own is beyond belief
And to know yourself is to be trueAngel of FriendshipA shoulder to cry on, another to exult with
A friend to hold dear, or laugh with.
Not a crutch, nor flighty as the wind.
But there when needed. When it really counts.Angel of Hidden MindsVoice, silent as the grave
It says much to be lost in time
A mask over words, a view hidden from eyes
Behind the false known lies the truthAngel of the Strength of HeartA woman who sees her need and is
Reaching for it always,
She is never lost to the vain
Driven toward her hopes and life before herAfter some time I may post a single, additional line at the end of all of these. But that's only a possibility. For now, this is all you get. Good luck finding my angels.
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Posted: Tue Apr 18, 2006 12:58 pm
After careful consideration, I decided not to add a line to the end.
...no, nobody managed to correctly guess any. My apologies. But I decided that I can't add a line without making it too easy, and as these are somewhat personal conceptions for me, I'm not certain I want it to be easily determined by just anyone.
So, because I think I should give you all something, I'm putting this here. It may or may not be a clue.
Friends, close and far
Never lost to time
All too often spoken with
All to little appreciated
With care do I guard them
And gladly would I give for them
With all my heart I wish them well
But there is no more I can give
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