romeSilence, no breeze…not even the birds are singing. I stand on the balcony, as is my morning ritual, and look out on the skyline we adore. Cocking my head to the side I study it more closely. Why is it so quiet? It may be that it is only 5 am and the sun has not yet shown its full face, only the skirts of its garments, that pleasant glow that paints the morning sky in breath taking hues of pink and purple. Lifted my head back up only to lower it again; looking down at the street. With that I catch a fragment of movement in the corner of my right eye. The neighbor’s tabby plays lazily with its ball ofrome
Devious Journal Entry
You know, if you want to love some of my work it's what begins on New Year's Eve. It's the reason I haven't really posted anything in the last 2 years, and I think it's worth the wait.
thanks fot the fav
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Alex Osorio . · . · . [Jaob~Kun]
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My soul isn't black. It's purple with sparkles
I hope 2005 brings you happiness, good times and plenty of smiles!
At Christmas play and make good cheer,
For Christmas comes but once a year.
- Thomas Tusser
From Emily
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a nifty Moderator of ~ PoetsoftheNight
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-Peter
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Best Regards,
Piotr Jaworowski
The Hejz
Ars Thanea
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