And the Sun shone
And they were happy
And the Clouds were white
And the sky a scruptious blue
And the Street was busy
And the Shoppers many
And the Sun shone
And they were happy
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.
- I went to visit my sister today at the cafe where ...
- Half an hour till show time. I am in the womens dr...
- Tomorrow night is the dress rehersal. It has come ...
- I sat in an aqua-green booth, eating a hamburger, ...
- Last night was the third rehersal of my play. Well...
- Okay, this is the very weird, honest-to-God truth....
- I overheard a conversation. But you must not think...
- The Night has fallen Gracefully Silently Ushered b...
- If I walk along a library shelf, I can point out e...
- "You don't write, I presume?" She suddenly demande...
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