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.

Monday, January 05, 2004

Last night my sister and I saw 'Return of the King'. All I can say is wow. I cried through the last part of the movie, it is so vivid, and you can feel everyone's pain so very acutely. I love the end, how you keep thinking each scene is really going to be the final one, but, oh happiness, there's another one! and another! and another! I almost didn't want to see it, because it means that it's all over. There are no more. You see three, and you see them all. But I'm so glad I have seen it. What honor and courage it portrays. It's beautiful.
A friend of mine dislikes Aragorn, because he looks as if he hasn't had a shower in months and months. I'm sorry, but in the end, he looks as if he has had a shower, and you must admit that it's terrible. Poofy hair does not work for Aragorn. I much prefer the wet (or, as she would say, grimy) look.

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