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onesilentwinter: i miss her
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A place of my own. View my complete profile. Friday, February 10, 2012. Sometimes memories come when you least expect them. Today i thought about my grandmother, how i wish to be back. In the days where i thought everyone i loved was immortal. my thoughts. Carried me to a time where she would ask me how i was doing, i thought. I would say the truth or just bits of it. today i would be too honest, and that would make. No one happy. i miss that time for so many reasons, but most of all her. We had a large ...
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A Paper Trail: April 2009
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Sunday, April 26, 2009. A canopy of powder-puff blooms - fragrant, whimsical, heavenly. Photo credit: My French Life. Thursday, April 23, 2009. In most things, the boy and I share very similar tastes. When it comes to food, the weather, friends, what makes for a good night out and even in more serious matters of politics and principles, our opinions rarely divide and are usually in perfect harmony. I use the word “perfect” loosely as we can never really be. Things, but, our visions of our. Now our love i...
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onesilentwinter: the air in the forest
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A place of my own. View my complete profile. Thursday, March 8, 2012. The air in the forest. The air is so mild it feels as if it came in from a place i long to go. walking through. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). Other places of my own. La porte rouge Book Club. It has been a long while, i never meant it to be. I had hoped to fill these pages with Poet and her wonderfullness, because there is so much of it. I ho. Je trouve mon coeur partout. The air in the forest.
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onesilentwinter: cold in my bones
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A place of my own. View my complete profile. Tuesday, May 1, 2012. Cold in my bones. I sit nearer and nearer to the fire both feeding the flames with wood and edging myself closer. I am cold, bones feel aches and air seems to have pierced through my skin. the rain is falling and hard, fog comes up the hill and back again. a quiet voice from the radio sings words that have me stop what i am doing, what am i doing. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). Other places of my own. La porte rouge Book Club.
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onesilentwinter: Mr Robert Oliver
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A place of my own. View my complete profile. Monday, November 28, 2011. I am writing to ask you to stop studying me if that is what you are doing. Labels: inspired by the novel swan thief. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). Other places of my own. La porte rouge Book Club. It has been a long while, i never meant it to be. I had hoped to fill these pages with Poet and her wonderfullness, because there is so much of it. I ho. Je trouve mon coeur partout. Soon someone will recommend eating the poor!
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onesilentwinter: the fog partout
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A place of my own. View my complete profile. Tuesday, December 6, 2011. Labels: at the farm. v t. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). Other places of my own. La porte rouge Book Club. It has been a long while, i never meant it to be. I had hoped to fill these pages with Poet and her wonderfullness, because there is so much of it. I ho. Sometimes you watch a film that is made to break your heart and it does. but you still seek such films, somehow they leave you feeling unfound, discovered.
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onesilentwinter: in the trees
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A place of my own. View my complete profile. Tuesday, July 17, 2012. Standing in the trees i could hear faintly from up the hill. The managerie. my hands stained from the freshly picked. Bleuberries maybe our lips too. can i take a picture of you. Yes, i said standing nervously. i will delete it i whispered to myself. Handing me the camera, there in the walnut and grey birch trees. There was a glimpse of something as if the sand in the hour glass. October 23, 2013 at 2:22 PM. April 15, 2014 at 12:27 PM.
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onesilentwinter: planet earth
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A place of my own. View my complete profile. Monday, September 19, 2011. I don't think the aliens want to come here anymore. Of course not. they would be lost in the mess we made of it. September 21, 2011 at 7:24 AM. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). Other places of my own. La porte rouge Book Club. It has been a long while, i never meant it to be. I had hoped to fill these pages with Poet and her wonderfullness, because there is so much of it. I ho. Je trouve mon coeur partout.
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onesilentwinter: the novel
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A place of my own. View my complete profile. Friday, December 9, 2011. I just finished a novel. I am left lonely but completely filled. So powerful was the the words that stirred inside of me. I am lost in their images and whispers. I feel as if i have fallen in love, i have been made love to. And left in a sun lit room. The pain raw but to lovely. To not want more. Labels: after the swan thief. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). Other places of my own. La porte rouge Book Club.
