the giant tortoise

This is the blog of Charisa, Pianist, Poet, Actress. Herein my poetry, tempests, exultations, tears and laughter are recorded upon glorious inspiration.

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She is red, vibrant, Pulsing to be seen, To be held and caressed. She is a petal releasing fragrance - Deep, scarlet scent; Will he notice? Will he be pleased? Oh agony! He breathes the air straight from her lungs. She is wilting - yet wills him deeper still, to uphold her crumbling strength. He is a god! A golden god. Her soul is bruised with his beauty.

Thursday, October 09, 2003

My little sister entered a Mr. Potato Head contest last night, and WON! HOORAY, HOORAY, HER POTATO WON THE DAY!
Hers was definately the cutest potato there. She glued red yard on it for hair, and put a mustache and gotee on him, with marshmellow eyes - I never thought a potato could be cute, but hers was.
But she only won a jump rope. I think they should have given her at least a $20 gift certificate to Wal-Mart.
I love kid stuff.

posted by A Vibrant Petal | 12:34 PM

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