

JigsawsA beautiful, grand jigsaw. The puzzles near impossible, but there is a solution. Its exact, one thousand pieces, just a simple complexity. And when in a few hours Im done I have a pretty picture. A fine old oil painting, reassembled on my table. Complete and finished. Sweetly satisfying jigsaw.Jigsaws
This is a different puzzle and the scene Is a beach. No thousand pieces: A million, billion, trillion, grains of sand in the wind and tide To move them around every day without a solution I can never finish the picture Or have it in front of me, assembled and con


Our Father's TrinketsEndless fire. A terrible war: The war. Revelation. And good against evil. And now there is fire. All the beautiful things and all the thoughts and loves are burnt and gone. The end of the world. Endless fire, though nothing is left to burn.Our Father's Trinkets
The noble and the fallen fought for Gods or Devils And on the ground, in the mud and ashes, pierced and desecrated, Lie two of the fighters. Comrades, brothers maybe, clutching each other in death. Young boys; no older than twelve. Who will be men only in heaven or hell. Who fought in the greatest fight. But to look


For GodSoft grey, tall, slight. Wimpled head bowed; eyes hidden. And one lock of dark hair plays deliciously down her temple. She walks across the garden, cool with the evening. Silent, dainty steps, graceful, on young feet; God's. Her legs spring, legs that could sprint and leap, Lithe girl, playing in the garden. Taut calves hidden in her soft grey habit. Ah but she could fly. Her eyes gaze humbly down in virtuous penitence.For God
Dark blue eyes, clever, Ernest, happy eyes. Her clean white face. Soft, sweet, smiling lips. She kneels. Closes her thoughtful eyes. Op
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I like my soul on text. I love your soul on toast.
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exterminate the hated, vanquish the conquered, torture the forsaken, and forsake the tortured
avatar, authortag courtesy ~dauntiemagic, devID courtesy ~zeferefr
i'm not a failure but i know what it's like...--slipknot
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Emily [[Kicks Ass]] is taking Control. Peace \/
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I'm all out of profound utterings. Damn.
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exterminate the hated, vanquish the conquered, torture the forsaken, and forsake the tortured
avatar, authortag courtesy ~dauntiemagic, devID courtesy ~zeferefr
i'm not a failure but i know what it's like...--slipknot
Why don't you join the poetry contest from [link] ?
It's free and every nitwit such as myself who enters gets a small gift
but someone like you might win one of their $10 000 or $100 000 prizes.
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"It is right it should be so;
Man was made for Joy and Woe;
And when this we rightly know
Thro' the World we safely go"
~William Blake
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