Tag: parchment dreams
member name: Adrian Eve Revenaugh
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February 10, 2009 08:34 PM EST --
"All of us run out of time, but for those who have a legacy of doing what we do best, time becomes the muse." unknown author
I marvel at the metaphor that can crawl up the pant leg . . .
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May 29, 2009 12:41 AM EDT --
Apprehensive for days, "What will they think? What can I say that will matter to them at this point? What might they want from me, now that I'm so decrepit?".
To admire you Mama. You had the courage . . .
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May 29, 2009 12:52 AM EDT --
Well, it's happened.
I've been waiting to hear from you now for twenty-three years.
We made a solemn eye-winking promise back when I was born that we'd always stay in touch, Poppa.
I've always known . . .
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March 19, 2009 12:33 PM EDT --
I sit in the old quad of Bakersfield High, out front of Warren Hall. This time it's February already 2009, and all of the days I spent here as a kid, in a state of elevated darkness, . . .
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January 13, 2009 07:27 PM EST --
A flood spray of honey dream
our coolest frantic summer play
rose two so delicately together
pink pole goddess read my mad black moon egg
I felt it incubate behind a delirious whispered scream . . .
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November 20, 2008 05:19 PM EST --
I've been waking so early, this day cranky, again. And this morning, last of morning glory blue, so sweet that birds laugh over my carefully hung laundry. Yard cat from the alley stays while . . .
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December 12, 2008 08:50 PM EST --
At this moment, as another spiral pass, in this cosmic spiral arm is marked, incrementally tick-tocking, by our people/style measurement of time, I'm sitting quietly.
That's at THIS moment. . . .
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December 24, 2008 05:39 PM EST --
The weather plays such a significant role in all beings Terra bound. Places with dramatic landscape, offer ever changing cycles of varied conditions, threatening for some people exhilarating for others. . . .
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January 28, 2009 12:23 PM EST --
The morning has slipped in on a sticky fog.
Another long night's vigil leave tattered hearts and endless Mind, shakey from boundless connection.
No longer asking Who's razor edge?
Nor . . .
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April 16, 2009 06:42 PM EDT --
Our life's moment, caught in the motes of dust collecting and sunlight filtering down onto our affair, we two and this trio of decades.
We should be ever-ready to rapture what we've captured . . .
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