Whatever became of that piece of me? That piece that feels like it's missing, like I want it back. Will it come back to me? Will it fit ever again...
9/5/07
8/30/07
playing with fire
During the worst day of conflict I tested the very limits of my courage. Flying through the fire they rained upon us, I dodged flames and smoke to deliver the message to our troops. The warmth came right though the plane, my feet could feel it. So much searing heat. I cut a path and prayed they had finally exhausted their bombs. They left the land scarred and battered, singed black.
8/29/07
rust mingles
The mass of orange-red gathers atop and overflows, oozing off the edge into the silver abyss...
blue calm
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.
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
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.
Labels:
forest,
green,
joy,
micro-story,
stone
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.
MUST have it...
Water. We will, we must keep going across this wasteland until we reach it.
Labels:
anguish,
bw,
micro-story,
snails,
wood
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...
Labels:
confusion,
ethereal,
green,
micro-story,
orange
7/6/07
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.
Labels:
cacti,
family,
green,
humor,
micro-story
6/28/07
Childhood memories? Ay, dios.
Wow. I look at this and shudder. Why would the cutest group of young dancers make me shudder? Well, because I look at the girl and blue and see myself thirty years ago. Ach. Once that would have been me, growing up in a nowhere part of Mexico forced to dance with my class -- the only güerita in the bunch. Hated every minute of it, especially the stupid dress and hairdo. Yep. Then they wonder why we hate to be called cute...
A girl, a fish & a flower...
Look at the gorgeous fish on that delicately elegant head -- I love this artist! Her characters are vibrant, brutal, beautiful and fun.
6/27/07
words can't say more
A simple yet so powerful image of devasting poverty and the spirit to still try...
Son aliens? Nope, not aliens
Menacing green sky, red eyes watchful. So cold. Provoquing, fear, repulsion, hate. It's mezmerizing. Cuidado...
Labels:
"traffic light",
aliens,
bilingual,
green,
micro-story,
red,
sky
Que delicia! Scrumptious texture...
Lushness in texture is an exquisite guide for the senses. Dejame tomarme una siesta aqui...
Longing...
Tragedia? Drama? One plain being reaching out to the one with the beautiful red rubies. There's real longing there -- in the desperate reach. A two handed reach wanting to pull up closer, tight around the other. Que angustia...
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