From a community on Live Journal called haikusun.
(See it here )
The "game" is to write a haiku that starts with the last line of the previous one.
The community has adopted a relaxed definition of "haiku" - rather than insisting on the 5-7-5 syllabic structure they allow any form that has the feel of a haiku. Initially I thought this was a bad idea but, having seen the resulting verse, I have changed my mind.
This page is divide as follows: -
Section 1: Table of links to parts of the Haiku tree.
Section 2: Biographies, notes and links to the authors.
Section 3: The Haiku Tree itself.
Links to some bits of the haiku
Who are the authors? Biographies and links to information about them
| The authors | Some details |
| alyse | No details available |
| another_ache | No details available |
| aphoenixrain | No details available |
| askthedust | No details available |
| behindmyeyes | No details available |
| boredgods | No details available |
| casualgoodbye | No details available |
| chewbaccalypse | No details available |
| claire_obscure | No details available |
| cometboy | No details available |
| dameculaencama | No details available |
| duine | No details available |
| emotionalchemy | No details available |
| enigmagic | No details available |
| entropygirl | No details available |
| evilbigbrother | evilbigbrother (SW Burlingame) is a resident of the great northwoods of Wisconsin. After taking a 10 year hiatus from writing poetry he is determined to get back into writing again. Very new to the art of Haiku, he finds that it helps him to sharpen his writing skills, and that it is very addicting. In fact after discovering Haiku he has had a hard time writing much else... but he's OK with that. =) His journal is "friends only" for the most part, but new friends are always welcome. |
| fext | No details available |
| fleurette | No details available |
| fuurinnoko | No details available |
| hepcat800 | No details available |
| if_ | No details available |
| jeannieblinks | jeannieblinks: Jeannie is a web developer, graphic artist and college
student. She's also the proud mommy of one three year-old boy. You can
visit her at http://www.jeannieblinks.com. |
| katayamma | No details available |
| killerduck | No details available |
| librarian50 | No details available |
| lizhubbard | No details available |
| lucianmidnight | No details available |
| mamallama | No details available |
| mrssuperbad | No details available |
| mysticchyna | No details available |
| petersheil | Peter is a 49 year old computer consultant with a wide range of interests.
He came across haiku several years ago and found them a huge revelation.
He had never been able to express emotions very easily and found writing the hardest way.
(This probably goes back to his scientific bias at school and college.)
He found haiku were a shaft of sunlight, enabling him to write emotions on a page (or now screen) in a compact form.
He still feel slightly embarrassed when people compliment him on his work, but he's trying to come to terms with this. You can see his personal journal here if you want to find out a bit more about him. Oh yes, he also wrote the page you're reading right now. |
| photodharma | photodharma is a middle school language arts teacher in CT. His photo/art site is (big surprise) http://www.photodharma.com. More of his poetry can be found on http://www.school-library.net/,
a site he maintains with academic resources and advocacy for open source software in schools. His personal on-line journal is here. |
| pretty_insides | No details available |
| pumagirl | No details available |
| queen_beeanna | No details available |
| rasakavya | No details available |
| risabe | No details available |
| silverskytears | Juliet is an overly sensitive young (and she intends to remain that way) poet with a bit too much imagination for her own good. Hobbies include: writing poetry, soccer, and being paranoid. Feel free to look at her journal for more random, babbling nonsense. |
| superduperbad | No details available |
| sune70 | sune70 (Erin Harte) resides in New Hampshire where she writes poetry and short fiction.
Her work has been accepted for publication in various poetry journals. Flash!Point, Short Stuff and Buddha's Temple to name a few. Her haiku collection, tentatively titled Nocturne, is due out for publication in 2003. |
| syncopatata | No details available |
| tea_scream | No details available |
| tekmagika | No details available |
| three_stones | No details available |
| treeswallow | No details available |
| voiceandsalt | Voiceandsalt (Dan Bodah) lives in NYC and has been writing poetry for the
last 17 years. He likes to feel snow get in his boots and tries to play
delirious music on his weekly radio show, Airborn Event, on WFMU radio.
He occasionally wishes that haikus could be used to bring down the Bush
administration. |
| welvilly | No details available |
| wicapis | No details available |
| wide_eyed_woman | No details available |
| winkie_woo | No details available |
| wiseheron | Wiseheron lives in the beautiful Adirondack mountains, She acquired the name Wiseheron from a Lakota holy man in an official naming ceremony. A newcomer to the art of Haiku, she finds it the most expressive form of writing poetry she's ever tried. She has a LiveJournal here if you wish to see more about her. |
| zenmondo | No details available |
| Main line of Haiku (branches in other columns) |
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| Monday, January 20th, 2003 | Top Previous day Next day | |
| rosebud lips of blooming geishas sunrise kiss sune70 |
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| sunrise kiss temptation to stay Monday's choice seanb |
Sunrise kiss, sweetly bringing awareness, gently Sun peeking through blinds. librarian50 |
sunrise kiss the weight has lifted from my eyes aksarah |
| Tuesday, January 21st, 2003 | Top Previous day Next day | |
| sunrise kiss, kneeling before me~ arms outstretched. lizhubbard |
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| arms outstretched canopy of stars blankets earth sune70 |
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| blankets earth in sugary mix of snowflakes lizhubbard |
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| of snowflakes melting on tongues children dream sune70 |
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| children dream like rain falling inbetween the clouds into the dry ground aphoenixrain |
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| Into the dry ground Nourishing rain falls softly Liquid drops of sky mamallama |
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| liquid drops of sky~ bury this burden of mine, in turbulent waves. lizhubbard |
liquid drops of sky suckle hard packed earth give birth to puddles sune70 |
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| GIVE BIRTH TO PUDDLES THAT MERGE INTO THIS VAST SEA WITHIN MY OWN MIND lizhubbard |
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| within my own mind inspiration strikes like a lightning storm at night aphoenixrain |
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| lightning storm at night Images out of darkness; Stark against the eyes. librarian50 |
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| Wednesday, January 22nd, 2003 | Top Previous day Next day | |
| STARK AGAINST THE EYES I AM THINKING TO MYSELF SUNLIGHT ON THE SNOW lizhubbard |
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| sunlight on the snow bright white against blue shadows warmth against the cold mamallama |
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| Warmth against the cold; A touch; Passion overwhelms -- Surviving discord. librarian50 |
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| Surviving discord in our painful dissonance Resolving cadence fleurette |
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| Resolving Cadence A cascade of emotion Harmony of love. katayamma |
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| Harmony of Love much like the sound of spring birds chirping their hellos aphoenixrain |
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| chirping their hellos fluttering circular paths startled pigeons scatter behindmyeyes |
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| startled pigeons scatter pretzel vendor ankle deep in slush sune70 |
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| ankle deep in slush I wait for you to drive up and open the door mamallama |
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| open the door he smiles sweet dead bolt slides sune70 |
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| dead bolt slides he slinks in the room one last time aphoenixrain |
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| one last time, he pleads dropping to his knees crying a ring is returned zenmondo |
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| Thursday, January 23rd, 2003 | Top Previous day Next day | |
| a ring is returned the newly widowed presses his band to her heart sune70 |
a ring is returned retrieved from the lost and found I thought it was gone! lizhubbard |
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| I thought it was gone rich yellow warmth maize colored skies sune70 |
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| maize colored skies dismal winds and hints of gray please make up your mind fleurette |
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| Please make up your mind What is you want to do? What are you missing? mamallama |
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| What are you missing? Hands go to pockets and bags, That look on your face. librarian50 |
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| That look on your face is priceless, a comedy humor in motion wiseheron |
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| Friday, January 24th, 2003 | Top Previous day Next day | |
| humor in motion bubbling from parted lips ignoring old bats behindmyeyes |
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| ignoring old bats webs of woven silk cave exploration sune70 |
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| cave exploration frightens me, it's far too dark get me out of here fleurette |
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| get me out of here this place inside my mind I can't be alone aphoenixrain |
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| I can't be alone thoughts that plague me play cat and mouse sune70 |
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| play cat and mouse a deadly hide and seek game the cat always wins wiseheron |
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| the cat always wins after midnight, on sundays round trashbags waiting voiceandsalt |
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| Saturday, January 25th, 2003 | Top Previous day Next day | |
| round trashbags waiting myself within the dumpster wading through life's crap behindmyeyes |
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| Wading through life's crap I find the unseen answer I know who I am killerduck |
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| I know who I am Pity no one knows but me will they ever learn? fleurette |
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| Sunday, January 26th, 2003 | Top Previous day Next day | |
| Will they ever learn? Ignorance holds all them back I'm on my own now killerduck |
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| i'm on my own now. momma been gone a long time. I walk to her grave. lizhubbard |
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| I walk to her grave and am refreshed by the sight of bright daffodils aphoenixrain |
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| of bright daffodils and tender roses I'm told my garden is full fleurette |
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| my garden is full in both summer and winter-- broccoli, then snow voiceandsalt |
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| broccoli, then snow the woodpile becomes less full but I am bloated fext |
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| but I am bloated stuffing face with deep fried food too much lumpia zenmondo |
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| Too much lumpia Settles in my stomach. I Wipe my lips with zest. silverskytears |
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| Wipe my lips with zest rub my hands with noxzema why don't I feel clean? fleurette |
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| why don't I feel clean? I scrub. Why . . . his touch remains. False praises linger. silverskytears |
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| False praises linger undressed, we will know the truth four inches? too short. zenmondo |
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| Monday, January 27th, 2003 | Top Previous day Next day | |
| four inches? too short I requested a foot long and hold the onions evilbigbrother |
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| "... and hold the onions" then "Do you want fries with that?" Fried air circulates. petersheil |
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| fried air circulates carnival food tastes too good gastric bypass looms fleurette |
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| gastric bypass looms cut back on fattening food going to slim down katayamma |
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| going to slim down cutting you from my life is where I plan to start aphoenixrain |
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| where I plan to start time finishes carpe diem sune70 |
where I plan to start over on that hill maybe I'll roll down sideways fext |
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| I'll roll down sideways- Let too-long grass tickle my ears sune70 |
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| tickle my ears with whispers of sweet nothings marshmellow, marshmellow zenmondo |
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| marshmallow, marshmallow molded into little birds yes, I love my peeps! fleurette |
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| yes, I love my peeps! My posse is well-known, so the chicks are high class. silverskytears |
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| the chicks are "high class" the boys try for "manly stud" so this is med school? behindmyeyes |
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| so this is med school? it is not much different from my high school days evilbigbrother |
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| From my high school days Sense of self yet discovered Time imparts wisdom queen_beeanna |
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| Wednesday, January 29th, 2003 | Top Previous day Next day | |
| Time imparts wisdom; Age adds caution, perspective; Youth gives energy. petersheil |
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| youth gives energy never would we need caffeine if it were bottled evilbigbrother |
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| if it were bottled miscreants would find a way to make a profit fleurette |
If it were bottled time would be sticky treacle - take ages to pour. petersheil |
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| To make a profit Guinness adverts tell us it takes ages to pour. petersheil |
take ages to pour over old histories--yet crocus still arrives voiceandsalt |
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| Crocus still arrives Pliant grassy vehicle Cradles saffron strands queen_beeanna |
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| cradles saffron strands expensive ingredients amateur gourmet fleurette |
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| Amateur gourmet Stirring, mixing, adding to; winter casserole. petersheil |
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| winter casserole- mash potato landscape mushroom skies sune70 |
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| mushroom skies, cannabis mountain ranges enchanted landscape zenmondo |
mushroom skies (daisy picking girl has not the time to watch the light die) askthedust |
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| Thursday, January 30th, 2003 | Top Previous day Next day | |
| To watch the light die Distant fading horizon Change from pink to dark queen_beeanna |
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| change from pink to dark night's inky canvas stretched taut, hole punched sune70 |
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| stretched taut, hole punched, even burned, but I shall not give in to torture cometboy |
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| give in to torture begging for more, please please please sweet sweet ectasy zenmondo |
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| sweet sweet ecstasy my mouth filled with chocolate another kiss please evilbigbrother |
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| another kiss please and another lullaby to lull me to sleep fleurette |
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| Friday, January 31st, 2003 | Top Previous day Next day | |
| to lull me to sleep- acoustic guitar Sweet Baby James sune70 |
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| Sweet baby James Unaware the burden that Adulthood will bring queen_beeanna |
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| Adulthood will bring more rules and regulations I say ignore it fleurette |
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| I say ignore it do your own thing sans regret be independent behindmyeyes |
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| "be independent" she said to me as she left. not much of a choice. cometboy |
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| Not much of a choice Stoicism steals free will From the hands of men queen_beeanna |
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| From the hands of man Trees, neat rows, much too even; Not quite natural. librarian50 |
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| Saturday, February 1st, 2003 | Top Previous day Next day | |
| not quite natural, not necessarily bad. God does create our thoughts. cometboy |
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| God does create our thoughts even if you don't believe it must come from somewhere fleurette |
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| it must come from somewhere, broken contrails cross the sky. We remember you. petersheil |
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| we remember you you shall not be forgotten history repeats evilbigbrother |
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| Sunday, February 2nd, 2003 | Top Previous day Next day | |
| history repeats. will we ever find a way to keep loved ones safe? behindmyeyes |
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| To keep loved ones safe... Natures design is beyond Our mortal command. queen_beeanna |
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| Our mortal command is cosmic humor, a joke fate leads us all on wiseheron |
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| Fate leads us all on, push our luck, to boldly go where contrail lines part. petersheil |
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| where contrail lines part sadly in the sky above Palestine, Texas cometboy |
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| Palestine, Texas to heaven, our eyes now turn a million tears fall zenmondo |
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| Monday, February 3rd, 2003 | Top Previous day Next day | |
| a million tears fall when we can't cry any more then we must go on evilbigbrother |
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| then we must go on. This mundane spring day starts a life yet untrod. petersheil |
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| a life yet untrod innocent and full of hope remember those days evilbigbrother |
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| Tuesday, February 4th, 2003 | Top Previous day Next day | |
| remember those days; Butterfly wings; hues abound in the hot silence. librarian50 |
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| in the hot silence breezeless days spent awkwardly intimidated fext |
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| intimidated by your sudden appearance intoxicated aphoenixrain |
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| intoxicated eyes the color of deep ice seduce and sedate sune70 |
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| seduce and sedate, then hide bfore they wake up. manipulative slut. cometboy |
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| Wednesday, February 5th, 2003 | Top Previous day Next day | |
| manipulative slut says "all's fair in love and war" so, tonight we dance fleurette |
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| so tonight we dance not because we want to- because we can sune70 |
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| because we can talk so can we argue. then what of flowers that die? silverskytears |
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| Thursday, February 6th, 2003 | Top Previous day Next day | |
| Of flowers that die? nature's endless circle of birth, life, death again wiseheron |
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| birth, life, death again grief and joy will alternate and the world will turn fleurette |
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| And the world will turn Spinning into the new day Sunlight melting frost. librarian50 |
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| Sunlight melting frost my frozen heart beats again I see my lover's face zenmondo |
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| I see my lover's face looking at her. Fight or cry - What should I do first? petersheil |
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| What should I do first? Make myself happy and set? Or put others first? killerduck |
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| Friday, February 7th, 2003 | Top Previous day Next day | |
| "or put other's first?"- her question lingers in air while I grasp at straws sune70 |
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| While I grasp at straws, he watches me fail, laughing; feeling so perfect. mamallama |
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| Feeling so perfect, the snowball flies in an arc, A cold, perfect sphere. librarian50 |
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| Saturday, February 8th, 2003 | Top Previous day Next day | |
| A cold, perfect sphere (perfectly earning it's doom). Sorry, Mother Earth. cometboy |
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| sorry, Mother Earth your destiny is written- George W. Bush sune70 |
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| George W. Bush leads the nation with one thought "make my daddy proud" fleurette |
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| "make my daddy proud" I don't think he ever was we are opposites evilbigbrother |
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| we are opposites, he and I. Despite the claims, we do not attract. silverskytears |
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| "we do not attract crowds the way that we used to. are we fooling ourselves?" cometboy |
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| Sunday, February 9th, 2003 | Top Previous day Next day | |
| are we fooling ourselves? it doesn't really matter if we are happy evilbigbrother |
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| Monday, February 10th, 2003 | Top Previous day Next day | |
| if we are happy, but I am secretly sad, do you even care? cometboy |
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| Do you even care? Caring means you have to act. You can't sit and watch. mamallama |
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| You can't sit and watch So what if you're her boyfriend Our love is private entropygirl |
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| our love is private- in dimensionless night air lit blue by the moon sune70 |
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| lit blue by the moon, you look (dare I say it?) like you're about to barf cometboy |
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| you're about to barf I thought the sushi was fresh raw fish in the sun zenmondo |
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| raw fish in the sun Cold air on frozen carcase, The cat is annoyed. librarian50 |
raw fish in the sun fermenting and horribly sour the love between us queen_beeanna |
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| Tuesday, February 11th, 2003 | Top Previous day Next day | |
| the love between us it can never be broken just bumps and bruises evilbigbrother |
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| Wednesday, February 12th, 2003 | Top Previous day Next day | |
| "just bumps and bruises, nothing to worry about." she thinks he loves her. cometboy |
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| she thinks he loves her. sometimes she wakes up and thinks "I must have dreamt it" silverskytears |
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| I must have dreamt it! War ground cracks, green stems springing open, flowers of peace. petersheil |
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| open, flowers of peace eyes rippling like puddles- the children of war sune70 |
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| the children of war with tears in their haunted eyes where are you daddy? zenmondo |
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| Thursday, February 13th, 2003 | Top Previous day Next day | |
| where are you daddy? fresh grave, quiet ticks of rain my inner child mourns sune70 |
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| my inner child mourns or would, had it not spawned this aged stoicism askthedust |
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| Friday, February 14th, 2003 | Top Previous day Next day | |
| aged stoicism means nothing to anyone when the lights go out silverskytears |
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| When the lights go out; My eyes slowly adjusting till stars come in view. librarian50 |
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| Saturday, February 15th, 2003 | Top Previous day Next day | |
| till stars come in view this poor mirror of a moon will have to suffice silverskytears |
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| Sunday, February 16th, 2003 | Top Previous day Next day | |
| will have to suffice this small offering of words insignificance evilbigbrother |
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| insignificance children of impending war have no right to vote fleurette |
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| Monday, February 17th, 2003 | Top Previous day Next day | |
| have no right to vote - birds still fly in formation regardless of us. petersheil |
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| Regardless of us the sun and moon will still orbit through the universe wiseheron |
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| through the universe inside of a grain of sand snow is falling still voiceandsalt |
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| Snow is falling still . . . no, it drifts now - locked inside, I'm going insane. silverskytears |
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| I'm going insane losing my reality was it ever there? evilbigbrother |
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| was it ever there? or did I just imagine, dream or reverie? fleurette |
Was it ever there? That shadow in the corner the house is haunted! wiseheron |
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| Tuesday, February 18th, 2003 | Top Previous day Next day | |
| The house is haunted Echoes of those before us Whispers of the soul katayamma |
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| Whispers of the soul. They echo in empty rooms Silence between us. alyse |
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| Silence between us Growing thicker as we sit Don't know what to say katayamma |
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| Don't know what to say. How can I? There are no words that will ease your pain. alyse |
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| That will ease your pain. Take three times a day with food. Avoid alcohol! petersheil |
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| Avoid alcohol! You won't know if something's real, dream or reverie? fleurette |
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| dream or reverie? you appear at my bedside motion for silence sune70 |
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| motion for silence respect for the stillness of nature's peaceful song wiseheron |
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| first flower of spring looks out from beneath snow drifts -- earth stretches and wakes voiceandsalt |
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| Wednesday, February 19th, 2003 | Top Previous day Next day | |
| earth stretches and wakes. rising to meet it, a new season dawns behindmyeyes |
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| a new season dawns muslim, christian and jew share a cab downtown sune70 |
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| share a cab downtown never with the likes of you I would rather walk evilbigbrother |
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| I would rather walk. Blisters are better than depending on you. behindmyeyes |
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| Thursday, February 20th, 2003 | Top Previous day Next day | |
| Depending on you To stop me falling too fast Like a parachute petersheil |
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| Like a parachute, our minds work best when opened. If left closed, they fail. evilbigbrother |
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| if left closed they fail to see the wonder of life through rose colored glass sune70 |
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| through rose colored glass the sun shone, painting the world ruby I basked in the glow wiseheron |
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| I basked in the glow spent, I have to catch my breath roll over, asleep zenmondo |
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| Roll over, asleep Lost inside my vivid thoughts Once again at peace killerduck |
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| once again at peace my work complete, I crawl in I made an igloo! fext |
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| Friday, February 21st, 2003 | Top Previous day Next day | |
| I made an igloo! Ice blocks wind snow and blizzard. Perfect symmetry. petersheil |
I made an igloo Cold barren bitter shelter I hide my soul there. queen_beeanna |
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| I hide my soul there. Waiting patiently for me to search for its mate. fleurette |
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| to search for its mate souls no longer wait like they used to in the past aphoenixrain |
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| "used to," "in the past" -- words that create a mirror and reverse the world voiceandsalt |
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| Saturday, February 22nd, 2003 | Top Previous day Next day | |
| reverse the world nominate a rock star the nobel peace prize sune70 |
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| the nobel peace prize is an important award for me to poop on fext |
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| for me to poop on clumping kitty litter is hardly sufficient fleurette |
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| Sunday, February 23rd, 2003 | Top Previous day Next day | |
| hardly sufficient your words of apology I want to see proof evilbigbrother |
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| I want to see proof; what's around the corner when I Don't see it myself. librarian50 |
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| Don't see it myself - I want to know, so what the hell is going on? silverskytears |
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| "hell is going on half of a world away." where is my remote? cometboy |
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| where is my remote heart, when in glee I can cheer for coming war? voiceandsalt |
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| Monday, February 24th, 2003 | Top Previous day Next day | |
| Cheer for coming war, the machine wants us to pound drums of destruction. queen_beeanna |
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| Tuesday, February 25th, 2003 | Top Previous day Next day | |
| drums of destruction- challenged to battle of words george "dubya" unarmed sune70 |
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| george "dubya" unarmed usama bin laden is nowhere to be found fleurette |
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| nowhere to be found for years. Now you decide to show up at my door? silverskytears |
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| show up at my door? you oft climbed through my window before winter's cleft askthedust |
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| Before winters cleft warm air cradled luminous in reflective eyes queen_beeanna |
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| Wednesday, February 26th, 2003 | Top Previous day Next day | |
| in reflective eyes clouds the color of deep ice flecked with shades of doubt sune70 |
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| flecked with shades of doubt brow wrinkled in puzzlement anatomy sucks behindmyeyes |
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| anatomy sucks you want that to fit in where? virginity rules fleurette |
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| "virginity rules" That's the thing some may say, if they can't get a lay. silverskytears |
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| they can't get a lay honor society boys- they will rule the world!!! sune70 |
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| They will rule the world. Not you / anyone like you. Good thing life is short. cometboy |
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| good thing life is short with how I have been feeling it is still too long evilbigbrother |
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| it is still too long this road through misty memories your smile, my foglights sune70 |
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| Thursday, February 27th, 2003 | Top Previous day Next day | |
| your smile, my foglights both cut through mists surrounding me from day to day jeannieblinks |
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| Me from day to day composition fluctuates stasis cannot be queen_beeanna |
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| stasis cannot be the sleepers must awaken eyes must be opened zenmondo |
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| Friday, February 28th, 2003 | Top Previous day Next day | |
| eyes must be opened, when the moonlit fog comes, to see the Way clearly voiceandsalt |
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| see the Way clearly and all will be harmony both inside and out jeannieblinks |
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| both inside and out a harsh word, the falling snow each leaves their own chill. librarian50 |
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| each leaves their own chill; a cascade of epithets 'til the sun rises emotionalchemy |
each leaves their own chill of words better left unsaid- phantom of their love sune70 |
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phantom of their love didnt affect others much animals liked him fext |
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animals liked him kids did too, makes you wonder who he really is fleurette |
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who he really is will not matter much to me til the sun rises cometboy |
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| til the sun rises in darkness I shall wander my own tragedy tekmagika |
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| my own tragedy the curse that strikes at random it needs to move on wiseheron |
my own tragedy there's comfort in ownership and stories to tell fext |
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| Saturday, March 1st, 2003 | Top Previous day Next day | |
| "...and stories to tell you," she said nodding wisely I miss my grandma jeannieblinks |
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| I miss my grandma I miss her southern accent singing through the house emotionalchemy |
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| singing through the house my teakettle says to me steamy warm goodness! wiseheron |
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| steamy warm goodness pulled fresh right from the oven sweet smells fill the air evilbigbrother |
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| sweet smells fill the air carnations, juxtaposed on solemn wake attire behindmyeyes |
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| solemn wake attire white faces and black clothing strange dreams defy me jeannieblinks |
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| Sunday, March 2nd, 2003 | Top Previous day Next day | |
| strange dreams defy me message and mission unknown tell me the reason tekmagika |
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| tell me the reason why my heart beats so loudly alone here at night jeannieblinks |
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| alone here at night I hate myself for being a sarcastic bitch behindmyeyes |
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| Monday, March 3rd, 2003 | Top Previous day Next day | |
| a sarcastic bitch stewing in her delusion of her relevance emotionalchemy |
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| of her relevence the children were just a gift she cant handle it fext |
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| she can't handle it to many emotions, all overwhelming her wiseheron |
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| overwhelming her thoughts of lazy saturdays his place in soho sune70 |
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| His place in Soho. Tripping over paper stacks. I hate poetry. cometboy |
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| I hate poetry- everyone's a poet they all know it sune70 |
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| and they all know it the way it should be inside all their tiny minds aphoenixrain |
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| All their tiny minds Are they blind to all my pain? Will my end be soon? killerduck |
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| will my end be soon? it's one of my greatest fears life has just begun evilbigbrother |
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| Tuesday, March 4th, 2003 | Top Previous day Next day | |
| life has just begun ran off with membrane and all what is wrong with him fext |
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| What is wrong with him? Am I gripping a false hope? Should I just let go? killerduck |
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| should I just let go? or hang on with all my strength? i'm indecisive evilbigbrother |
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| I'm indecisive brave the cold or wait for warmth? I'm sick of winter wiseheron |
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| Wednesday, March 5th, 2003 | Top Previous day Next day | |
| I'm sick of winter. If that's not a metaphor, I don't know what is. cometboy |
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| I don't know what is so wrong with being happy I grow more each day emotionalchemy |
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| I grow more each day not by measure of inches broader horizons sune70 |
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| "broader horizons" dont mean just listening to the Clash's first album. cometboy |
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| Thursday, March 6th, 2003 | Top Previous day Next day | |
| Clash's first album pressed on black vinyl- ten bucks on ebay sune70 |
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| Ten bucks on ebay don't outbid me, I want that Alan Rickman film fleurette |
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| Alan Rickman film Die Hard, Harry Potter, Quigley Down Under, so many to chose from wiseheron |
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| so many to choose from sea of wild flowers sweet scented waves sune70 |
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| sweet scented waves beautiful blonde baby locks curling on his head jeannieblinks |
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| curling on his head amazing dexterity throwing stones on ice zenmondo |
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| Friday, March 7th, 2003 | Top Previous day Next day | |
| throwing stones on ice. (it cracks beneath the pebbles.) water splashes up. welvilly |
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| Water splashes up; dirty mounds of former snow; overcast gives way. librarian50 |
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| overcast gives way sun slices through clouds grass yawns and stretches sune70 |
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| Grass yawns and stretches Tickling my feet and toes Spring time stroll. katayamma |
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| Saturday, March 8th, 2003 | Top Previous day Next day | |
| Spring time stroll. kicking the dandelions seeds fly in fury zenmondo |
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| seeds fly in fury your mouth, hands and body brings explosive release petersheil |
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| explosive release with a partner or without both end the same way behindmyeyes |
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| both end the same way my robots are your robots don't worry all night tea_scream |
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| Sunday, March 9th, 2003 | Top Previous day Next day | |
| don't worry all night Bobby McFerrin agrees smile and be happy evilbigbrother |
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| smile and be happy today is the day I die farewell, farewell, good-- tekmagika |
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| farewell, farewell, good- bye. Words fall on deafened ears. No one seems to care. behindmyeyes |
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| No one seems to care when death comes for a crocus frozen in spring's loam voiceandsalt |
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| Monday, March 10th, 2003 | Top Previous day Next day | |
| frozen in spring's loam shell of a ladybug snake eyes sune70 |
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| snake eyes. loaded dice, aren't they? you motherfucker. cometboy |
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| "you motherfucker" are there worse profanities? I don't want to know fleurette |
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| "I don't want to know, Pease don't tell me his name! I can't trust you now." cometboy |
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| I can't trust you now weeping and watching me through your crocodile tears jeannieblinks |
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| Tuesday, March 11th, 2003 | Top Previous day Next day | |
| crocodile tears I've never seen a reptile weep English, a strange language! wiseheron |
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| English, a strange language! Never realised before French foods say freedom fleurette |
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| French foods say freedom such a pointless endeavor innocent entrées jeannieblinks |
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| innocent entrées it's enough to break her heart though they never touched. tea_scream |
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| Wednesday, March 12th, 2003 | Top Previous day Next day | |
| though they never touched, he had never felt closer. she walked out on love. emotionalchemy |
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| she walked out on love cold puppy nose and sad eyes haunting her footsteps jeannieblinks |
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| haunting her footsteps tail-less white cat seeks revenge blood on the staircase fext |
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| Blood on the staircase Dripping down like a slinky My soul's last puddle killerduck |
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| Thursday, March 13th, 2003 | Top Previous day Next day | |
| my soul's last puddle melted surrender to you don't splash with my heart emotionalchemy |
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| don't splash with my heart; All of my heart goes into the snowballs in flight. librarian50 |
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| Friday, March 14th, 2003 | Top Previous day Next day | |
| The snowballs in flight Punctured holes in my armour So vulnerable pumagirl |
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| so vulnerable under lock key bar and gate easy to corner fext |
so vulnerable at times and yet so hard he leaves me so confused fleurette |
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| leaves me so confused kick my heart then tie it up je t'aime, aussi another_ache |
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| Je t'aime, aussi: I can tame Australians. A strange translation. petersheil |
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| A strange translation My ideas into words Language falls quite short queen_beeanna |
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| language falls quite short when attempting to describe matters of the heart jeannieblinks |
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| Saturday, March 15th, 2003 | Top Previous day Next day | |
| Matters of the heart, best kept hidden, found in your Book of Revelation cometboy |
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| Book of Revelation her face, open, hid nothing every thought exposed jeannieblinks |
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| Sunday, March 16th, 2003 | Top Previous day Next day | |
| every thought exposed diaries are private, you know? you thief of secrets! wiseheron |
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| you thief of secrets! you unjustifiable worker of evil! jeannieblinks |
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| "worker of evil!" no better words can be found to describe myself evilbigbrother |
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| Monday, March 17th, 2003 | Top Previous day Next day | |
| to describe myself is not exactly easy without a mirror fleurette |
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| without a mirror, i can't reflect on my scars; i patch them up blind. emotionalchemy |
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| Tuesday, March 18th, 2003 | Top Previous day Next day | |
| i patch them up blind to my own petty problems focus on skinned knees sune70 |
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| Wednesday, March 19th, 2003 | Top Previous day Next day | |
| focus on skinned knees -- Put the camera down, Now! You're up much too late. librarian50 |
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| You're up much too late. No more chance of sleeping through War has started now. fleurette |
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| Thursday, March 20th, 2003 | Top Previous day Next day | |
| War has started now Weapons of mass destruction Inveterate strength pumagirl |
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| Friday, March 21st, 2003 | Top Previous day Next day | |
| inveterate strength stretches of sandy desert a barren chess board sune70 |
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| a barren chess board void of pieces everywhere in war both sides lose evilbigbrother |
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| in war both sides lose east and west will bear the loss no resolution fleurette |
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| No resolution A devastated Baghdad "A" Day has begun pumagirl |
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| "A" Day has begun "B"-side herself at their loss "C" how we have 'learned'. another_ache |
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| Monday, March 24th, 2003 | Top Previous day Next day | |
| "C" how we have learned "D"-Day was desperation "E"-rase suffering pumagirl |
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| erase suffering in pure white light from heaven-- for life is all pains voiceandsalt |
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| Tuesday, March 25th, 2003 | Top Previous day Next day | |
| For-Life is all, "Pains of labor are no reason to kill a baby" cometboy |
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| "To kill a baby certainly would be a crime. A fetus is different." cometboy |
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| (A) Fetus is different She must be held in your heart Instead of your arms. pretty_insides |
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| Instead of your arms she'll be in your broken heart and you'll stand crying. casualgoodbye |
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| And you'll stand crying Tears seeping through empty hands Falling to the ground killerduck |
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| Wednesday, March 26th, 2003 | Top Previous day Next day | |
| Falling to the ground An angry drunk at the bar And I with no phone pumagirl |
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| Friday, March 28th, 2003 | Top Previous day Next day | |
| And I with no phone No debit, no credit cards You call this a bar? pumagirl |
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| you call this a bar? off-key karaoke and dirty shot glasses jeannieblinks |
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| dirty shot glasses twelve total, all in a row intoxicated evilbigbrother |
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| intoxicated the girl stumbles through the halls towards the bright lights casualgoodbye |
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| Saturday, March 29th, 2003 | Top Previous day Next day | |
| Towards the bright lights; I'm stepping to the open door, Is this me dying? librarian50 |
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| Sunday, March 30th, 2003 | Top Previous day Next day | |
| is this me dying? my slippers left on the floor nirvana surrounds another_ache |
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| nirvana surrounds when the girl meets the boy and she named him murder casualgoodbye |
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| Monday, March 31st, 2003 | Top Previous day Next day | |
| she named him murder the silken feathered raven bathed blue in moonlight sune70 |
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| bathed blue in moonlight the smooth stones on the ground mirror the moon's image wiseheron |
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| mirror the moon's image in the placidity of your calm watching eyes emotionalchemy |
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| Tuesday, April 1st, 2003 | Top Previous day Next day | |
| Your calm watching eyes Scan my face for a response Regard my closed fist pumagirl |
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| Thursday, April 3rd, 2003 | Top Previous day Next day | |
| regard my closed fist captured lightning bug creates shadow puppet friends sune70 |
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| shadow puppet friends play high on my dorm room wall, keep me up all night. welvilly |
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| keep me up all night play that funky music white boy cops here at 3 a.m. wiseheron |
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| Friday, April 4th, 2003 | Top Previous day Next day | |
| cops here at 3 a.m. your key in the door the only evidence sune70 |
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| the only evidence; Pernod bottle and glasses left on the table. petersheil |
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| left on the table an empty bud vase reflects sunlight sune70 |
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| reflects sunlight in shimmered colored prisms sunlight's musical song wiseheron |
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| sunlight's musical song - white prism split to colours. Dark Side of the Moon. petersheil |
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| dark side of the moon it should of been followed by bright side of the sun evilbigbrother |
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| Tuesday, April 8th, 2003 | Top Previous day Next day | |
| bright side of the sun shines upon long barren land waiting to spring forth fleurette |
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| waiting to spring forth I hold my heart in my throat I want to but can't. another_ache |
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| Wednesday, April 9th, 2003 | Top Previous day Next day | |
| I want to, but can't Keep my hands outside my pants It's a horny rant pumagirl |
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| it's a horny rant my fire burns the landscape nothing stands but lust emotionalchemy |
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| Friday, April 11th, 2003 | Top Previous day Next day | |
| nothing stands but lust all civil pretenses drop catching the bouquet jeannieblinks |
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| Saturday, April 12th, 2003 | Top Previous day Next day | |
| catching the bouquet she is always a bridesmaid but never a bride emotionalchemy |
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| Sunday, April 13th, 2003 | Top Previous day Next day | |
| But never a bride Ensures no convenience No habit of life pumagirl |
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| no habit of life fits more ill than fairy tales spun out of half-truths jeannieblinks |
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| spun out of half-truths communication by the so called modern man wiseheron |
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| so called modern man cries wolf unremorsefully dressed in sheep's clothing jeannieblinks |
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| dressed in sheep's clothing keeps me warm on cold mornings the seat in my car zenmondo |
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| the seat in my car the sight of your naked flesh sought after moments jeannieblinks |
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| sought after moments of your warm nightly embrace vanish like cold breath emotionalchemy |
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| vanish like cold breath trying to hold ideas words when first spoken zenmondo |
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| Monday, April 14th, 2003 | Top Previous day Next day | |
| words when first spoken incoherent, babbling anticipated jeannieblinks |
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| Anticipated, The earlier sun rising; is still a surprise. librarian50 |
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| Tuesday, April 15th, 2003 | Top Previous day Next day | |
| is still a surprise awakening my fingers your uplifted face jeannieblinks |
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| Wednesday, April 16th, 2003 | Top Previous day Next day | |
| your uplifted face tender eyes locked above you makes my lead heart skip emotionalchemy |
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| "... makes my lead heart skip", said the model drummer boy, talking of love. petersheil |
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| Talking of love as the mild air passes over damp entwined bodies. librarian50 |
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| damp entwined bodies dancing, holding in the dark drum beats like heart beats another_ache |
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| Drum beats like heart beats A human trajectory Tribal dance rhythm pumagirl |
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| Thursday, April 17th, 2003 | Top Previous day Next day | |
| tribal dance; rhythm: undulation, pulsation- steam the night away emotionalchemy |
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| Saturday, April 19th, 2003 | Top Previous day Next day | |
| steam the night away the mountains envelope you my arms cannot reach tea_scream |
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| Tuesday, April 22nd, 2003 | Top Previous day Next day | |
| My arms cannot reach Cannot cling to your belief My mind holds them back pumagirl |
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| my mind holds them back; repulsion by design, or telekinesis? emotionalchemy |
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| Telekinesis Action of chemical will Phoenix of physics pumagirl |
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| Wednesday, April 23rd, 2003 | Top Previous day Next day | |
| Phoenix of physics, burn to ashes; rise reborn like English cricket? petersheil |
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| Saturday, April 26th, 2003 | Top Previous day Next day | |
| Like English cricket Strike between the wickets, man! Let's see precision pumagirl |
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| Sunday, April 27th, 2003 | Top Previous day Next day | |
| let's see precision let's see a surgical strike less blood to be shed emotionalchemy |
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| Wednesday, April 30th, 2003 | Top Previous day Next day | |
| less blood to be shed in the name of art; in pain i am a monet. emotionalchemy |
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| Sunday, May 4th, 2003 | Top Previous day Next day | |
| I am a monet today, dont get too close or you'll see I'm a mess mrssuperbad |
I am a monet waterlilies posing in various forms wiseheron |
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| in various forms Spring opens our eyes; newness our first miracles. librarian50 |
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| our first miracles our soul cascading outward unfolding of life fuurinnoko |
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| unfolding of life sad silver droplets herald all this: sudden spring. silverskytears |
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| all this: sudden spring like water from mountain snow quickened renewal fuurinnoko |
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| quickened renewal deep breath, quick smiles, dumpsters robot parts falling another_ache |
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| Wednesday, May 14th, 2003 | Top Previous day Next day | |
| robot parts falling you kissed my shoulder today oh my stars, darling. another_ache |
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| Friday, May 16th, 2003 | Top Previous day Next day | |
| Oh my stars, darling Staff road trip to Ottawa Box seat for Peppers pumagirl |
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| Sunday, May 18th, 2003 | Top Previous day Next day | |
| box, seat, four peppers, ceramic platter--faded forensic photos. voiceandsalt |
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| Wednesday, May 21st, 2003 | Top Previous day Next day | |
| forensic photos never show enough to say how it really felt fleurette |
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| how it really felt the night we fell apart when he said i loved you casualgoodbye |
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| Thursday, May 22nd, 2003 | Top Previous day Next day | |
| he said I loved you and I knew that he meant it I loved him once too wide_eyed_woman |
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| I loved him once too... Even what feels sacred swept Away by the tide. queen_beeanna |
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| away by the tide luminating mermaid tails your lost religion another_ache |
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| Friday, May 23rd, 2003 | Top Previous day Next day | |
| You lost religion Your faith escaped in triumph Congratulations! pumagirl |
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| Congratulations! Seeds falling, some miss the walk and find fertile soil. librarian50 |
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| Tuesday, May 27th, 2003 | Top Previous day Next day | |
| And find fertile soil A war on dandelions! Death to invaders pumagirl |
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| Wednesday, May 28th, 2003 | Top Previous day Next day | |
| Death to invaders I have a big machine gun and no time for you. pretty_insides |
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| Friday, May 30th, 2003 | Top Previous day Next day | |
| and no time for you or your robots and their wings you stole my mermaids another_ache |
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| Saturday, May 31st, 2003 | Top Previous day Next day | |
| You stole my mermaids The throbbing gristle of love Rescinds its power pumagirl |
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| rescinds its power over the dependent souls forsaken icon emotionalchemy |
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| Sunday, June 1st, 2003 | Top Previous day Next day | |
| forsaken icon dollhouse windows gape sadly mirror reflects her wide_eyed_woman |
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| mirror reflects her eyes are windows to the soul she sees into herself wiseheron |
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| she sees into herself unwelcome vision shatters glazed self perceptions wide_eyed_woman |
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| glazed self-perceptions she lets the world name her price but who is she now mamallama |
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| but who is she now? these days i haven't a clue just study her eyes emotionalchemy |
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| just study her eyes secret passions await you if only you speak wide_eyed_woman |
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| Monday, June 2nd, 2003 | Top Previous day Next day | |
| if only you speak divinity will listen but not if silent emotionalchemy |
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| but not if silent; backyard apple trees growing I watch, but none fall. librarian50 |
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| I watch, but none fall; blades flash, blood draws, as they fight; I watch, but none fall. emotionalchemy |
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| Tuesday, June 3rd, 2003 | Top Previous day Next day | |
| I watch, but none fall; Nose to tail rush-hour chaos - Seagulls on a cliff petersheil |
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| seagulls on a cliff- a dirty diaper tumbles onto the sand sune70 |
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| onto the wet sand drip the tears of my lover like rain from a cloud aphoenixrain |
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| like rain from a cloud, drop by drop, memories fall til she's washed away. emotionalchemy |
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| til she's washed away the stains of his betrayal a few one night stands sune70 |
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| A few one night stands bags packed - evening muggy heat I T consultant petersheil |
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| Wednesday, June 4th, 2003 | Top Previous day Next day | |
| I T consultant pumps, thighs and hidden meanings waving for a cab another_ache |
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| waving for a cab among the sea of yellow purple flower falls aphoenixrain |
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| purple flower falls softly at her feet-- an overcast day sune70 |
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| an overcast day dim light from skies of gray but the birds are chirping emotionalchemy |
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| Thursday, June 5th, 2003 | Top Previous day Next day | |
| The birds are chirping A wafting breeze of lilac Lifts my face skyward pumagirl |
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| Lift my face skyward Call me by your azure blue after days of rain. librarian50 |
"Lifts my face skyward it does, Blue sky after days of clouds," said Yoda. librarian50 |
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| Of clouds, said Yoda, "Dark ones too many there are!" -- it started to rain fleurette |
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| it started to rain just now! it is pouring-but i remain so dry emotionalchemy |
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| Friday, June 6th, 2003 | Top Previous day Next day | |
| I remain so dry your tears streaming from wet eyes let me just touch you petersheil |
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| let me just touch you believe your reality connecting feeling wide_eyed_woman |
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| Monday, June 9th, 2003 | Top Previous day Next day | |
| connecting feeling revealing sealing leaving avoiding telling petersheil |
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| avoiding telling the cricket's legs gone quiet sune70 |
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| Wednesday, June 11th, 2003 | Top Previous day Next day | |
| gone quiet complacent rhythm shattered ghost whispers echo wide_eyed_woman |
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| ghost whispers echo lament "where did it go wrong.." nightly in her mind emotionalchemy |
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| nightly in her mind pane-tapping dancers rustle though the tree is dead wide_eyed_woman |
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| Friday, June 13th, 2003 | Top Previous day Next day | |
| though the tree is dead life flourishes within it nothing is wasted wide_eyed_woman |
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| Saturday, June 14th, 2003 | Top Previous day Next day | |
| nothing is wasted every eyelash for you i don't think you know another_ache |
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| Monday, June 16th, 2003 | Top Previous day Next day | |
| i don't think you know the depths of my hatred- pine pollen sune70 |
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| Tuesday, June 17th, 2003 | Top Previous day Next day | |
| Pine pollen, "Achoo!" Alergists bravely hide the signs of their greed. librarian50 |
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| the signs of their greed they want it without paying bills come due someday emotionalchemy |
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| Wednesday, June 18th, 2003 | Top Previous day Next day | |
| bills come due someday better if someone else pays live for the presents wide_eyed_woman |
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| Thursday, June 19th, 2003 | Top Previous day Next day | |
| live for the presents- a million sunsets mirrored in dragonfly wings sune70 |
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| in dragonfly wings shimmers of summertime glow with a gentle hum wiseheron |
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| with a gentle hum the factory runs all night processing their souls emotionalchemy |
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| Processing their souls valid and worthwile lifetimes layed to waste by war queen_beeanna |
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| laid to waste by war, the sand fortress retreats with each coming wave sune70 |
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| Tuesday, June 24th, 2003 | Top Previous day Next day | |
| with each coming wave washing over me, i rise; great ocean, meet me. emotionalchemy |
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| Thursday, June 26th, 2003 | Top Previous day Next day | |
| Great ocean, meet me One of many to awe gaze Energized and soothed pumagirl |
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| Tuesday, July 1st, 2003 | Top Previous day Next day | |
| energized and soothed spearmint leaves afloat in a pitcher of sun tea sune70 |
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| In a pitcher of sun tea Summer heat quelled in delicious chill. librarian50 |
Chilling on the tongue in a pitcher of sun tea Spearmint leaves tingle. librarian50 |
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| Wednesday, July 2nd, 2003 | Top Previous day Next day | |
| spearmint leaves tingle the cat's whiskers twitch sune70 |
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| Thursday, July 3rd, 2003 | Top Previous day Next day | |
| twitching inside me mistrust consumes my torn soul my loves are a lie emotionalchemy |
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| My loves are a lie... who among us can really actualize "truth" queen_beeanna |
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| actualize "truth" but don't be afraid of occasional lies librarian50 |
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| Monday, July 7th, 2003 | Top Previous day Next day | |
| occasional lies flit from your mouth like bees from a flower aphoenixrain |
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| Bees from a flower dusted with golden pollen I foresee honey queen_beeanna |
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| Tuesday, July 8th, 2003 | Top Previous day Next day | |
| I foresee honey Oh, darling; your lies escape I only see him another_ache |
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| Monday, July 14th, 2003 | Top Previous day Next day | |
| I only see him Playing in my minds eye; My unconceived son. petersheil |
I only see him Eat melon, juice runs from chin; Big grin of pleasure. petersheil |
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| Wednesday, July 16th, 2003 | Top Previous day Next day | |
| big grin of pleasure we're just little kids, really under the blankets another_ache |
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| Friday, July 18th, 2003 | Top Previous day Next day | |
| Under the blankets Open window breezes cool, Savour the feeling pumagirl |
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| Wednesday, July 23rd, 2003 | Top Previous day Next day | |
| Savour the feeling hair on my arm in the wind a gentle contact. librarian50 |
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| Friday, July 25th, 2003 | Top Previous day Next day | |
| a gentle contact yes, he called me his sister i miss the touching another_ache |
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| i miss the touching encircled in her warm flesh and lips most of all. librarian50 |
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| Sunday, July 27th, 2003 | Top Previous day Next day | |
| and lips most of all tremble in the wake of her i need her so much emotionalchemy |
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| Tuesday, July 29th, 2003 | Top Previous day Next day | |
| i need her so much the magnolia tree in fragrant bloom sune70 |
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| Wednesday, July 30th, 2003 | Top Previous day Next day | |
| in fragrant bloom petals falling to the ground scent, a memory. zenmondo |
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| Thursday, July 31st, 2003 | Top Previous day Next day | |
| Scent, a memory dusty blossoms, desert air; Memories of love. librarian50 |
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| Monday, August 4th, 2003 | Top Previous day Next day | |
| memories of love make me bitter and hurt. it was one-sided. chewbaccalypse |
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| Tuesday, August 5th, 2003 | Top Previous day Next day | |
| it was one-sided not particularly sad oh, i washed him off tea_scream |
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| Monday, August 11th, 2003 | Top Previous day Next day | |
| oh, I washed him off think about him less and less it's just me and this another_ache |
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| it's just me and this happiness in a bottle trying to forget evilbigbrother |
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| Tuesday, August 12th, 2003 | Top Previous day Next day | |
| trying to forget or at least reconcile terrors of my youth wiseheron |
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| terrors of my youth... even my adult wisedom fails to keep at bay queen_beeanna |
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| Wednesday, August 13th, 2003 | Top Previous day Next day | |
| fail to keep at bay the lonliness and sorrow the sun is rising lucianmidnight |
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| the sun is rising moonflowers shrivel on the vine sune70 |
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| on the vine morning glories trumpet the sun's arrival wiseheron |
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| Thursday, August 14th, 2003 | Top Previous day Next day | |
| the sun's arrival with that of my long lost son prodigal returns zenmondo |
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| Friday, August 15th, 2003 | Top Previous day Next day | |
| prodigal returns like a breeze through a meadow on a summer's day lucianmidnight |
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| on a summer's day even the mantis prays for rain sune70 |
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| for rain I will dance with all my heart 'till the water falls zenmondo |
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| Monday, August 18th, 2003 | Top Previous day Next day | |
| 'Till the water falls generate enough power there will be black-outs. petersheil |
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| Friday, August 22nd, 2003 | Top Previous day Next day | |
| 'There will be black-outs...' Big business has complied Scared poopless I'm sure pumagirl |
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| Thursday, August 28nd, 2003 | Top Previous day Next day | |
| Scared poopless I'm sure Branches falling in the wind I'm really so small. librarian50 |
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| Friday, August 29th, 2003 | Top Previous day Next day | |
| I'm really so small but my presence irritates what pearls might you form claire_obscure |
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| what pearls might you form in the cold rain, as sitting you make decisions librarian50 |
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| Saturday, August 30th, 2003 | Top Previous day Next day | |
| you make decisions and lightning swift path changes shock value seeker claire_obscure |
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| Friday, September 5th, 2003 | Top Previous day Next day | |
| Shock value seeker A one-up-manship of need Breeds discontentment pumagirl |
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| Friday, September 12th, 2003 | Top Previous day Next day | |
| Breeds discontentment Feeding fear of stagnation It is in your eyes pumagirl |
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| Monday, September 15th, 2003 | Top Previous day Next day | |
| It is in your eyes or is it real? Who can tell on foggy mornings. librarian50 |
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| On foggy mornings car headlights emerge like eyes ghostly swoosh: it's gone risabe |
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| Friday, September 26th, 2003 | Top Previous day Next day | |
| Ghostly swoosh: it's gone A sound of wet tires breaks The dream state silence. pumagirl |
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| Saturday, October 4th, 2003 | Top Previous day Next day | |
| The dream state silence quiet in the realm between worlds of life and self. librarian50 |
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| Monday, October 6th, 2003 | Top Previous day Next day | |
| Worlds of life and self Keyboard clicks, coffee cooling Late night journal post petersheil |
Worlds of life and self each one in their own spaces open all the doors risabe |
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| Late night journal post Shoulder height, white, shines roadside; Lights on newspaper box. librarian50 |
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| Tuesday, October 7th, 2003 | Top Previous day Next day | |
| Open all the doors Let opportunity through Chi force of nature pumagirl |
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| Thursday, October 16th, 2003 | Top Previous day Next day | |
| Chi force of nature Inclement yang incident Spontaneous flow pumagirl |
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| Friday, October 24th, 2003 | Top Previous day Next day | |
| spontaneous flow trickling momentum building across a smooth thigh enigmagic |
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| across a smooth thigh sunlight in parallel stripes hiding in display. librarian50 |
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| Hiding in display 'The Yellow Wallpaper' Caged women crawling pumagirl |
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| caged women crawling ripping flesh scraping their knees steel bars prevent exit enigmagic |
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| Tuesday, November 4th, 2003 | Top Previous day Next day | |
| steel bars prevent exit watching water culvertbound was that intended? librarian50 |
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| Wednesday, November 5th, 2003 | Top Previous day Next day | |
| was that intended? you drove me crazy with your rapid fire love superduperbad |
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| rapid fire love cools too quick to keep me warm I lay here, frozen superduperbad |
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| Thursday, November 6th, 2003 | Top Previous day Next day | |
| i lay here, frozen shivering without the heat that your body gives enigmagic |
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| Thursday, November 27th, 2003 | Top Previous day Next day | |
| That your body gives That which makes the division Between us, then, now pumagirl |
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| Between us, then, now dripping, like an icicle the morning sun warms risabe |
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| Friday, November 28th, 2003 | Top Previous day Next day | |
| the morning sun warms the pale skin of your eyelids closed in peaceful sleep enigmagic |
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| Monday, December 1st, 2003 | Top Previous day Next day | |
| closed in peaceful sleep; Pillow muffling the alarm; Why is it Monday? librarian50 |
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| Tuesday, December 2nd, 2003 | Top Previous day Next day | |
| patiently waiting for snow... It is December after all! treeswallow |
Spring! Tree Swallows linger on my mind... where are you? treeswallow |
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| Thursday, December 4th, 2003 | Top Previous day Next day | |
| Why is it Monday That comes after the weekend And before Tuesday petersheil |
Why is it Monday? Fruit flies like a banana; Time flies like a dart petersheil |
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| time flies like a dart too quickly comes the morning i run, it captures boredgods |
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| I run, it captures the winds of biting winter- need to buy new gloves... treeswallow |
I run, it captures the winds of biting winter- where have the birds gone? treeswallow |
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| where have the birds gone? Many cycles in nature -- and my cat is so fat. librarian50 |
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| and my cat is so fat observes life through this window long lazy winters treeswallow |
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| long lazy winters life hides beneath white blankets but there's no warmth there boredgods |
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| but there's no warmth here snowflakes are lightly falling my hibernation enigmagic |
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| my hibernation, what's the meaning of silence? soul weary, needs rest treeswallow |
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| Friday, December 5th, 2003 | Top Previous day Next day | |
| soul weary, needs rest but the world keeps intruding please do not disturb enigmagic |
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| Tuesday, December 9th, 2003 | Top Previous day Next day | |
| Please do not disturb Sign swaying on the doorknob Room service awaits pumagirl |
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| Room service awaits I'll hate myself tomorrow... damn cabin fever! treeswallow |
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| Saturday, December 13th, 2003 | Top Previous day Next day | |
| damned cabin fever young-ish boy on ski lift said it's hoarking snowfrogs queen_beeanna |
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| Tuesday, December 16th, 2003 | Top Previous day Next day | |
| it's hoarking snowfrogs hey, what the hell does that mean? now i am confused enigmagic |
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| Monday, December 22nd, 2003 | Top Previous day Next day | |
| Now I am confused Weapons of Mass Destruction Not to be found here petersheil |
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| Tuesday, December 30th, 2003 | Top Previous day Next day | |
| Not to be found here leaves, frost, rain all help to hide my lost auto keys. librarian50 |
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| My lost auto keys should have been in my pocket. What's this? Chewing gum? photodharma |
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| What's this? Chewing gum? ate my last piece yesterday don't dare look inside... treeswallow |
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| Spiral perfection- red-tailed hawk seeking a meal. Is that a rabbit? photodharma |
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| Wednesday, December 31st, 2003 | Top Previous day Next day | |
| Is that a rabbit? No, but "Thumper" is suited! 'Coax me, cajole me'. pumagirl |
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| Thursday, January 1st, 2004 | Top Previous day Next day | |
| Coax me, cajole me, Chris, Andrew, Patrick and Jay Happy New Year all! pumagirl |
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| Saturday, January 10th, 2004 | Top Previous day Next day | |
| Happy New Year all habits of old examined reworking patterns queen_beeanna |
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| Monday, January 19th, 2004 | Top Previous day Next day | |
| Reworking patterns Redundant cycles will end Retrace to new branch pumagirl |
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| Thursday, January 22nd, 2004 | Top Previous day Next day | |
| Retrace to new branch so many art supplies. Charcoal? so little tallent. librarian50 |
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| Monday, February 2nd, 2004 | Top Previous day Next day | |
| so little talent but a lot of equipment she captures flowers mysticchyna |
So little talent; to capture the falling snow through the frost-etched pane. three_stones |
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| she captures flowers arranging them in photos- colorful captives photodharma |
capturing flowers with a keen eye surreal images wicapis |
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| Surreal images, flowers in steamy windows; falling snow. three_stones |
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| Tuesday, February 3rd, 2004 | Top Previous day Next day | |
| Falling snow An unseen transformation In the midst of night petersheil |
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| In the midst of night the waxing moon lights the snow outside my window. three_stones |
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| Outside my window other icons await my window facing glance. petersheil |
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| Window facing glance on this frosty morning; chirping chickadees. three_stones |
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| chirping chickadees perching on- snow-laden, branches wicapis |
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| snow-laden branches softly dripping winter morning wicapis |
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| winter morning, the sky, street, soul, all suited in their grey uniforms voiceandsalt |
cold winter morning the field white with snow and fog black crows stark on snow mysticchyna |
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| Their grey uniforms Donned as they hold their meeting, The mourning doves coo winkie_woo |
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| the morning doves coo greeting the new day with song I now think of spring mysticchyna |
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| I now think of Spring daffodils and hyacinth sprouts in mid-winter afternoon wicapis |
I now think of spring One year ago; flying high seven ex-plorers. petersheil |
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| seven ex-plorers they left Earth to meet Heavens miles closer to God mysticchyna |
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| Wednesday, February 4th, 2004 | Top Previous day Next day | |
| miles closer to God seven spirit entered the heavens falling debris, rested on earth wicapis |
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| Thursday, February 5th, 2004 | Top Previous day Next day | |
| Falling debris, rested on Earth like volcanic ashes spewing and falling to the earth wicapis |
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| Friday, February 6th, 2004 | Top Previous day Next day | |
| spewing and falling to earth ashes from the charcoal stove tinting the snow. three_stones |
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| Tinting of the snow Pleasing trickle melts to blue Bette Davis eyes pumagirl |
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| Bette Davis eyes That "come to bed with me" look Did she wear contacts? petersheil |
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| did she wear contacts? in dreams, what eyes sees? contact with nature wicapis |
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| Contact with nature; the hum of steady raindrops beckons winter dreams. three_stones |
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| Saturday, February 7th, 2004 | Top Previous day Next day | |
| beckons winter dreams thousand-petalled Lotus spins like the Universe wicapis |
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| A universe spins in each fluttering snowflake; caught on the wind. three_stones |
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| caught on the wind. swirling snowflakes silently falls to the ground wicapis |
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| Tuesday, February 10th, 2004 | Top Previous day Next day | |
| Silent fall; myriad swirling snowflakes, one brown oak leaf. three_stones |
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| one brown oak leaf. dissolving, rain keeps pounding wicapis |
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| Wednesday, February 11th, 2004 | Top Previous day Next day | |
| Pounding rain; melts the snow blanket old leaves revealed. three_stones |
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| old leaves revealed. mixed in the fertile soil the birthing of young sprouts wicapis |
Old leaves becoming one with the soil; life nourished. three_stones |
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| Saturday, February 14th, 2004 | Top Previous day Next day | |
| Young sprouts; cracking the softening soil in the warming sun. three_stones |
life nourished bursting in spring colors fruits and flowers wicapis |
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| in the warming sun tiny blossoms edged in wet branches wicapis |
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| Sunday, February 15th, 2004 | Top Previous day Next day | |
| Edged in wet branches The storm rallied, then swept past A leaf-covered road pumagirl |
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| A leaf-covered road after the thunderstorm a clear path wicapis |
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| Monday, February 16th, 2004 | Top Previous day Next day | |
| a clear path emerges through melting snow marked by crocuses voiceandsalt |
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| marked by crocuses life is far too short to waste frozen in the ground voiceandsalt |
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| frozen in the ground the splendor of Spring through the cold winter wicapis |
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| Through the cold winter My freesias and my tulips Keep me quite happy pumagirl |
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| Keep me quite happy shared joy of people and flower blossoms :-) wicapis |
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| Tuesday, February 17th, 2004 | Top Previous day Next day | |
| Flower blossoms in steamed-over store windows this icy morning. three_stones |
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| icy morning boot scuffs fresh snow fluffs biting cold air rasakavya |
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| biting cold air piercing into everything along it's path wicapis |
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| Wednesday, February 18th, 2004 | Top Previous day Next day | |
| Along it's path nothing can halt the progress Hail! Machines of War! queen_beeanna |
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| Machines of War! No more spring...the flowers gone? green punk changes chant rasakavya |
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| Thursday, February 19th, 2004 | Top Previous day Next day | |
| green punk changes chant Seasons chants a different tune winter fades, spring soon wicapis |
Green punk changes chant Amber punk chants for caution Red punk stops the song pumagirl |
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| Friday, February 20th, 2004 | Top Previous day Next day | |
| Red punk stops the song as fireworks pause, igniters falling on records. librarian50 |
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| Falling, fresh snow covers the land; all differences gone. three_stones |
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| all differences gone as the ego vacates what is left behind? wicapis |
All differences gone Love is not a "mine", or "ours"... it is meant for all. queen_beeanna |
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| what is left behind but the soft dust in yr eyes as your shadow sighs? if_ |
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| As your shadow sighs Thoughts of your world blur my sight Wiping tear stained cheeks winkie_woo |
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| Wiping tear stained cheeks crystalline salt Blazing, mid-day sun wicapis |
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| Blazing, mid-day sun baking cold out of the soil; clouds running away. librarian50 |
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| Saturday, February 21st, 2004 | Top Previous day Next day | |
| clouds running away as my eyes ignite the dust on your wooden floor if_ |
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| On the wooden floor, traces of sunlight stretched out as morning's mist fades. three_stones |
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| the morning's mist fades birds' nests out window in tree setting down tea cup rasakavya |
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| setting down tea cup, stretching arms to the noon sky; a sweet aftertaste. librarian50 |
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| the sweet aftertaste blood in my mouth as i bite on a tender lip if_ |
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| on a tender lip healing as each day unfolds winter's pain Spring's blossoms wicapis |
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| Sunday, February 22nd, 2004 | Top Previous day Next day | |
| winter's pain, Spring's blossoms blinds openning, birds chirping silence for moment rasakavya |
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| A moment's silence as sunlight warms the dawn sky; returning sparrows. three_stones |
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| returning sparrows splashing in a pool of water after the rainfall wicapis |
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| Monday, February 23rd, 2004 | Top Previous day Next day | |
| After the rainfall a rainbow world glistens; curbside puddle. three_stones |
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| A curbside puddle Splashed up with each passing car A dark humoured mess pumagirl |
curbside puddle patch of snow on brown grass scent of pine rasakavya |
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| Wednesday, February 25th, 2004 | Top Previous day Next day | |
| So dark this dawn in a sky about to snow; geese flying inland. three_stones |
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| Friday, February 27th, 2004 | Top Previous day Next day | |
| geese flying inland cold wind over waves feet wobble on sand rasakavya |
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| feet wobble on sand footprints left on the sea shore washed away by tides wicapis |
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| Saturday, February 28th, 2004 | Top Previous day Next day | |
| washed away by tides the negative of your body photograph of sand fiveleavesleft |
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| photograph of sand the pearl in an oyster shell born of pain; sand-grains wicapis |
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| Sunday, February 29th, 2004 | Top Previous day Next day | |
| born of pain, sand-grains on ocean’s swells rocking bed shelled beings bubble rasakavya |
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| shelled beings bubble water breaks into ripples seaweed gently sways wicapis |
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| Tuesday, March 2nd, 2004 | Top Previous day Next day | |
| Seaweed gently sways Beam of sunlight through current Tiny legs emerge pumagirl |
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| Wednesday, March 3rd, 2004 | Top Previous day Next day | |
| Tiny legs emerge, from between the porch eaves: a black spider. three_stones |
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| a black spider scampers on floorboards spring’s air jostling leaves rasakavya |
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| spring’s air jostling leaves magpie-twig in it's beak; fly snapped, cherry blossoms wicapis |
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| Saturday, March 6th, 2004 | Top Previous day Next day | |
| Cherry blossoms, when will they appear? cold morning mist. three_stones |
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| cold morning mist... scent of cherry blossoms on cobblestone street rasakavya |
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| Cobblestone street, glistening with the day's rain, reflecting sunset. three_stones |
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| Monday, March 8th, 2004 | Top Previous day Next day | |
| reflecting sunset... pub's door bright with song and lights rasakavya |
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| song and lights birds calling early sunrise dewdrop on blossoms wicapis |
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| Dewdrops on blossoms Tongue licks across a nipple Sweet succulent SPRING! pumagirl |
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| Sweet succulent SPRING! bees gather honey from flower to flower wicapis |
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| Tuesday, March 9th, 2004 | Top Previous day Next day | |
| From flower to flower Like a promiscuous boy Indiscriminate pumagirl |
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| indiscriminate longing for company, or for spring to arrive welvilly |
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| for spring to arrive cooling breeze strokes the willow winter slowly fades wicapis |
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| Wednesday, March 10th, 2004 | Top Previous day Next day | |
| winter slowly fades snow flakes melt on bare green grass rasakavya |
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| Bare green grass Invites some haphazard sass Under hot, white ass. pumagirl |
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| Thursday, March 11th, 2004 | Top Previous day Next day | |
| Under hot, white ass after 10,000th orgasm night sky opens to stars rasakavya |
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| night sky opens to stars pulsating with our heart beats candle glow and sighs wicapis |
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| Saturday, March 13th, 2004 | Top Previous day Next day | |
| candle glow and sighs by glass of red wine cat scratches at door rasakavya |
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| cat scratches at door go away pretty kitty lovers in embrace wicapis |
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| Sunday, March 14th, 2004 | Top Previous day Next day | |
| Lovers in embrace A pleasurable escape Bracing for the worst pumagirl |
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| bracing for the worst ants carrying cookie crumbs a broom sweeps rasakavya |
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| Monday, March 15th, 2004 | Top Previous day Next day | |
| A broom sweeps some more Ignorant non-format posts Under haiku rug pumagirl |
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| Tuesday, March 16th, 2004 | Top Previous day Next day | |
| Under haiku rug pulled from beneath your two feet; Understanding grows petersheil |
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| Understanding grows While lacking compassion shows Your games have no soul dameculaencama |
understanding grows in contemplating the heart and snow melting on grass rasakavya |
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| Your games have no soul A side swipe begets one goal I drop, kick and roll pumagirl |
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| Wednesday, March 17th, 2004 | Top Previous day Next day | |
| I drop, kick and roll Did I become Emma Peel or just distracted? librarian50 |
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| oh, just distracted... looking in mirror: who is there? snow falling past window! rasakavya |
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| Snow falls past window Grey clouds hang low over town Yet birds are singing pumagirl |
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| yet birds are singing atop the tin roof spring rain sune70 |
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| Spring rain, amidst swirling snowflakes; melting icicles. three_stones |
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| Monday, March 22nd, 2004 | Top Previous day Next day | |
| melting icicles the wheelbarrow rusted sune70 |
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| Tuesday, March 23rd, 2004 | Top Previous day Next day | |
| Rusted through my head Metal barrette says I must Suffer for fashion pumagirl |
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| Friday, March 26th, 2004 | Top Previous day Next day | |
| suffer for fashion wind growls skirt entangles legs laughter follows goosebumps duine |
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| Sunday, April 4th, 2004 | Top Previous day Next day | |
| laughter follows goosebumps as squirrel chases squirrel on wet grass rasakavya |
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| Sunday, April 11th, 2004 | Top Previous day Next day | |
| on wet grass we stain my back and her knees colored by green abstractions dameculaencama |
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| Monday, April 12th, 2004 | Top Previous day Next day | |
| By green abstractions A snapshot of you and I In a time now passed pumagirl |
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| In a time now passed Icicles grew long and cold; Only love was warm. petersheil |
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| Wednesday, April 14th, 2004 | Top Previous day Next day | |
| only love was warm. an urban ice age night, then: our breaths overlapped syncopatata |
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| Our breaths overlapped As our spirits flirted with The idea of body heat dameculaencama |
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| Thursday, April 15th, 2004 | Top Previous day Next day | |
| The idea of body heat Waves emanate, circulate Across exposed skin pumagirl |
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| Monday, April 19th, 2004 | Top Previous day Next day | |
| across exposed skin wind's warm sigh drifting recalls memories of you duine |
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| Memories of you Eat my face and rot my spleen Why did you not stay dameculaencama |
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| Wednesday, April 21st, 2004 | Top Previous day Next day | |
| Why did you not stay? You are my heroe...I am just another fan. queen_beeanna |
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| Friday, April 30th, 2004 | Top Previous day Next day | |
| Just another fan blowing in the wind's torment, which way does it turn? hepcat800 |
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| Saturday, May 1st, 2004 | Top Previous day Next day | |
| which way does it turn? swirling, falling from the trees maple seeds in spring. librarian50 |
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| Monday, May 10th, 2004 | Top Previous day Next day | |
| maple seeds in spring syrup flows liquid amber tapped frozen tree bones queen_beeanna |
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| Monday, May 17th, 2004 | Top Previous day Next day | |
| Tapped frozen tree bones; Just a memory now spring sunshine warms the earth. petersheil |
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