Dancing-Rain

 I went a on a walk today. Without intention, I opened the door and followed my bare feet through the driveway and onto the sidewalk. I love the twilight hours of a warm sunny day, when the sky turns to turquoise that subdues the dying fire of orange at its feet. A playful breeze toys at your cheeks, whipping back to tousle your hair. Crickets and frogs join in an indistinguishable chorus--I could never tell which was which. As I walked, the wind danced with soft maple leaves, who responded with whispers of pleasure. Stars showed their sparkling faces one by one. They reminded me of a dear friend of mine, who used to say that my eyes spark

She stood with one foot out the door, her body rigid with disappointment weathered by weary, impossible dreams. For one last look, she glanced over her shoulder and met his gaze. Her eyes pleaded, softly, "Can you see the fire within me? Can you see the charred remains of hope, the cooling embers, waning for lack of love to consume, the tendrils of smoke releasing the last breaths of broken promises?" Her eyes pleaded, softly. "Can you see the fire within me?" She expected him to douse the remains with empty tears or icy indifference. But his eyes answered with gusts of sweet scented breath. His eyes answered, softly, "I can s

ahhhhh I'm so scattered right now... It's getting better though. A couple days ago, simultaneously, I had no idea where my credit card, my phone, my purse, my paycheck, or my mind was. It was a complicated existence.... Now I know where most everything is, though. I'm mostly just missing my sanity. :D I have SO much crap that I have to do in the next month, but it will get done. It always gets done. School is almost over. That part is both sad and happy... Dandan and I are a bit shaky right now, but solidifying instead of continuing to melt, so that's a good thing I suppose. ----------------------------- In other news, I wrote more of P