Sorry, everyone, for my long hiatus from blogging. Nothing earthshaking happened. I wasn't abducted by aliens, thrown in the poor house, or eaten by bears. Just that whole, pesky life thing getting in the way. Well, if anyone's still out there, here's one.
Cheers,
Patrick
Tuesday, June 06, 2006
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Across Inconstant Breath
Would that this skin this frail armor atop the husk of slow departure - Would that it held against the teeth of night's maw a...
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(in honor of the apparently, partially visible periods I use to alter spacing) The suggestions of gravity ...... Are sometimes taken and... ...
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Prove this with your science, Hercules, you with your trials and madness, soaked in the blood of the vanquished. Prove this with your scienc...
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The shapes of animals move against her skin in the dim light, the forest reaching out to touch the essence, sick with need like I was then, ...
3 comments:
Of course you were missed. Glad you are back. (With a poem no less—bonus!)
Hey, you're not the only one that has 'life' get in the way of blogging!!
Glad to see you're back
I have yet to read who stirs your soul, puts fire in your blood. You've taken me almost everywhere else in Hawk Circle. Tell us about the one.
I'd love to hear the depth of passion there and what you could do to your readers.
~Erika
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