| Someday I'll write a story that will have a person in there who is a control freak, and is slowly going crazy because they can't control the weather. Or maybe they should just have a strange form of claustrophobia, and can't stand the clouds. |
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.
talk to me at dreambig16@hotmail.com
About Me
- Name: A Vibrant Petal
- Location: United States
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.
- Okay. I just got a Sitemeter report in my inbox, a...
- I was just turning out the light when the thought ...
- "I love how coffee has such an aura here. Here yo...
- Do you ever suddenly get the impression that you'v...
- I think the phrase "Don't cut yourself" should be ...
- "Do you think I could get a hot chocolate?" he ask...
- Mrs. TowerJane prophesies that you and I will rema...
- "How are you?" "Struggling to keep myself from fal...
- My brother is getting married tomorrow. In a matte...
- An irritation noticed goes not unforgotten, like A...
1 Comments:
I think you are an intelligent creative individual who from all views seems to have an exceptional grasp on life in general and a talented writer - keep writing - I am reading :)
Post a Comment
<< Home