ink.

dark.

the sky
black as the ink
on the pages I write
no moon no glowing stars tonight
why is it every time
you are away
the nights
appear darkest?
the fates should know by now
the chilling darkness frightens me
when I am without you
I hide my eyes
until
I have you back
heart beating against mine
perfect strong arms surrounding me
and delicious kisses
stealing my fear
away

—♥—

[Inspired by characters of my own creation…]
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my steel heart.

my steel heart.

You touch me
My fingers tremble
I find my breath
Only to lose it again
My eyes close
To escape temptation
But I cannot escape
Your hypnotic scent or
The heat of your whisper
On my neck
Your soul is a magnet
Pulling me in
Holding my steel heart
Until it melts
With yours

—♥—

[Inspired by one of my works of fiction… that I may or may not ever share…]
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sunset.

sunset.

funny how the brightest sunshine
appears before darkness consumes
and so the consuming darkness
must be the path to bright sunshine

swash.

Image is my own.
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today’s forecast.

Courtesy of AuthenticWeather, here is today’s forecast…

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Have a nice day!

divider dots. red.

 

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the boy’s dream.

In addition to summer reading, my son, who is entering middle school in the fall, is required to do a project referred to as the “Go, Do, Create Summer Experience“. A list of ideas (just suggestions) was provided for this exercise — not all relating to fancy summer experiences like trips and such… which is good because we haven’t had that (unemployment, money, blah, blah…). It just has to be a project they put some time and thought into.

My son is horrified! He is a smart A+ kid… it’s not the ability that weighs on him. It’s coming up with a project idea… and having to take time away from doing whatever he wants ‘because it’s summer break‘…

We found something on the suggestion list that we agreed might be a good idea: Create a map of your town or ideal community… or a floorplan of your real or ideal home.

[Oh, and it’s not lost on me that we are only working to choose something now, more than halfway through summer… I blame myself for that one. I’m such a pushover.]

When the boy and I discussed how he might use this idea, he was his wonderful, witty self. He immediately said ‘ideal community‘. And then he quoted, word for word, the dream he shares (most of it, anyway) with a certain fictional character.

This one…

flynn-island-money

Yes, I’m mentioning this movie (Tangledagain… but Flynn’s dream… oh, he’s the best.

I have dreams like you — no, really!
Just much less touchy-feely
They mainly happen somewhere warm and sunny
On an island that I own
Tanned and rested and alone
Surrounded by enormous piles of money

I am certain there will be no mention of this movie in my son’s actual project. But my God, it was hilarious when he quoted this! My daughter and I started singing the whole song! Oh… how I adore these kids of mine!

[For the above humorousness… go to 2:25.]

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fiction friday 35: secret admirer. part 13.

fiction friday.


This is part 13 of secret admirer. ♥
[Previously posted: part 1part 2part 3, part 4, part 5, part 6, part 7, part 8, part 9, part 10, part 11, part 12]
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light. (haiku)

dark tunnel.

The brightness blinds me
Yet I can’t avert my eyes
I’ll just wear my shades

dots

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binge. (haiku)

Increased laziness…
I’m pretty sure that Netflix
was a bad idea.

dots

dots

madnetflix.
[Disclaimer: I have no idea where this image came from or who created it. Also, no, I don’t smoke as Don is doing here.]
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