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Corn 2 Nov 2012 | 09:50 pm
The heat was a large cloak over the river. A quiescent atmosphere let hear the intermittent buzzing of a bumblebee flying between the wild daisies that covered the riverside. While midday approached...
Springtime 25 Oct 2012 | 10:34 pm
Bay Window It is such a beautiful morning that I can't stop to open the bay window and let the soft breeze move around the room like a ballet dancer. The smooth scent of Chinese Jazmin raised from th...
Camelot 18 Oct 2012 | 09:08 am
Silver is the sword, Double-edged is its blade. Damascene and jade, Write the magic word, That makes unique Lord, He who can dissuade, To part in own accord, sword, and stone where laid. Pure-...
Elf's Macbeth 9 Oct 2012 | 10:44 am
It was one of those days that started at dawn and ended at sunset! Yes!, one of those days that the most important thing that happens is NOTHING! You know them, the only benefit I have over you is t...
Questions 6 Oct 2012 | 11:09 am
Offspring Speculations An Essay in Mini-Ways Mom, where goes the wind, When it does not blow? I never saw its will rescind, But in a moment just go. And the brilliant light, Mom, When you turn its ...
Your hand 27 Sep 2012 | 05:37 am
You were as a sunbeam, That reached my soul, I was rolling in the world, With no love, nor stillness. My wishes had found sanctuary, Among the ruins of my sad past. You brought in your eyes... In your...
Breath of life 24 Sep 2012 | 07:14 am
From a deep nothing, it and it, woke at the puff of a breath, or so seemed to them, with a new feeling in their inside. They could not remember the past, they don't even knew the idea of past, as if ...
Children of the Wind 24 Sep 2012 | 03:17 am
An essay on Melancholy The snow was falling in a soft way as if it were a cotton fabric covering the low hills of Camhlaidh Manor and the sills of the upper gables flaunted pointed stalagmites as iro...
Lateral Thinking 17 Sep 2012 | 07:36 am
The spiritual leader arrived in the clear of the orchard, with a slow pace and pulling his long hirsute beard, sat under the big olive tree that entangle its thin branches forming a confortable canopy...
Confused 11 Sep 2012 | 05:24 am
There is a small dream in my soul, There is a small song in my heart. One seduce my being apart, One entice my being into a whole, Seizing in their working a toll, Bringing grief onto my feelings, For...
