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A Passing AutumnThe priest drones on, graceless in his stiff black robes. The cadence of his speech is reminiscent of an elderly clock -- the beat slow and solemn, unrelenting in its patience.A Passing Autumn
All this, to the unbroken flow of time.
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Fall is a fitting season for a funeral. It is the time for harvest, for reaping lives and your carefree smiles.
Once bright with life, you were vibrant. You painted our lives, outlining our hopes with your colors. Now your leaves have shed, the breeze scattering them to the corners of the sky with the ravaging passage of time. Y
Shimmer

in a flurry, raindropsa droplet lands splattering wet and coldin a flurry, raindrops
it beads briefly sliding down to caress my cheek
cool and soothing a shiver against my skin
a raindrop meeting my lips in an icy kiss
bestowed (from the heavens) a gift from God
a pause head tilted back to face the sky
a smile laughter breaking through the clouds
this is rain.
Tall
Peek
| I'm just another feisty monkey roaming the streets, looking for a tasty morsel to eat. I scour the site for interesting things -- odd little tidbits that might catch my eye. If by chance I manage to find a snack -- rather succulent and sweet -- I'll snatch it right up and gobble it down, munching on it with a contemplative frown. So make something savory and I'll be sure to pop by, faster than you can say, "Oh look! A picture of a Mediterranean fruit fly!" Of course, if you think you've got something special, tell me so -- I'll be certain to zip over and take a good look; at the very least, I'll say a "hello." ...why the hell am I rhyming? |
YOU TOOK THE SEIZURE OUT OF YOUR ICON
WHY
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