Ahhhh, the night cools, the fog rolls in. I love this time of night. We had fun, drank, talked, laughed until we didn't think we'd hold together any more. Then we laughed some more. Now the air is damp, fresh and the morning begins to show itself. It's wonderful, this feeling, peaceful. I relish the blue calm.
Showing posts with label micro-story. Show all posts
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8/29/07
enveloped
Because it must be. Layers and layers of cardinal folds. They weigh on each other. Her present must be special, she must know that I love her, that she herself is special, to me.
Glimpse
He looked up and waited. Longing for the sun. The only glimpse he had of the outside was framed by wire thorns, cold concrete and these clouds won't move away. It's light, he tells himself. Light filtered through the clouds. The sun will show itself soon.
toni's nap
It's a green world Toni lives in, filled with water and leaves. He rests nestled, comforted, trying to blend. The hiding place makes him feel safe and he sleeps for a while. What do fish dream? It might be red and blue, red and blue, and very green. It's his own little world.
dragon flight
The huge, flapping wings move the air. He rotates and looks at his land from every angle, checking, deciding. Today is a day like most others -- he must eat. So he looks over his territory and spots his meal. It's a beautiful, bright trout swiming up the creek toward the mountains. It's big as far as trout go, satisfying. So the dragon swoops sideways and gets an angled view of the scenery, goes in for the hunt. Fold the wings, take a dip, sushi's on the menu today.
8/25/07
momentary
This is the path he takes. He takes the path to a place in his soul. His mind guides him over the vibrant green water when he needs to relax. Mmmm, serenity -- at the end of the trail. If only for a moment...
8/20/07
stranded
Walking along the beach today I found a big rock. It looked strange and upon looking closer the evidence was clear: a poor jellyfish had gotten stranded after the high tide and dried in the sun - leaving only it's shadow...
8/19/07
dreaming
How long since I left my house and came to the park? It felt like days. They had a ferris wheel, a carousel, lots of cotton candy. My head was swimming with the amusing delights. Oh, yeah. I remember now. I was on my way home, passing my favorite tree, when I decided to have a nap. Ha. I think I'll stay just a little longer.
8/16/07
my pulse quickened
I wondered what this figure wanted, this dark formless thing. Somehow the questions that normally came weren't coming. Why can't I see it's face? Why is it changing shape? No. I just knew it wanted something, something from me. My body knew. It wanted to run and stood frozen.
soul ascending
She felt herself pulled and lifted, warmth wrapped around her and worry was the furthest thing from her mind...
8/10/07
At earth speed
The wind picked up the dregs of the harvest, the trees, the land itself. Our fields became the sky.
7/31/07
7/27/07
They couldn't believe it...
When the snow fell on the desert they wouldn't believe it -- couldn't believe it. But the rumors would not abate and gradually they came to see for themselves. Finally they had all gathered together by the cliffs, the entire clan, to overlook the miracle...
7/23/07
My favorite view...
I come here every morning, at the edge of our hillside village to look over the edge. Our green valley -- my favorite view.
It started with just one, I swear
But I couldn't stop and now my belly's so full I can't possibly move until tomorrow morning.
7/10/07
Tendrils...
He awoke with a breeze, confused, his head ached. Had something run into him? He tried to focus his eyes and he found himself staring straight into some kind of doorway. Something was reaching out to him...
7/6/07
Comfort
He reaches for her as her eyes fill with tears and she turns away. When quarrels come they must make peace again. Their lives are intertwined. They comfort each other for the many years to come.
7/5/07
Family Portrait
The Cactigill family sits for a foto at this year's family reunion by Uncle Spiney's favorite back yard wall.
6/27/07
Son aliens? Nope, not aliens
Menacing green sky, red eyes watchful. So cold. Provoquing, fear, repulsion, hate. It's mezmerizing. Cuidado...
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