~Alisonia
...has many leather bound books.
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Feathers and AmberFeathers and AmberFeathers and Amber
If you give in to loving me that means that you love me with my skirt hiked
up above my waist and the long, skinny brown legs that lead down to my feet, the sweet children who love to run
naked. Toes, long brown toes, my small nubs, count them. Dance with me, dance with my long, brown, honey-toned legs and curving hips; listen; further up my tongue calls out, invites you -
listen, as the secrets are called out and up into my house. Clear eyes, my one beautiful thing – twirl them in your mind, under a dark ceiling without an
by ~Alisonia
ContinuityContinuityContinuity
Fall’s leaves are redder than any of Spring’s flowers; they
have no pollen and can fly with the slightest breath: Yet, Spring’s skin is whiter than
Winter’s snow; feels soft against my face and carries a
scent older than I could
fathom; the ivory skin will
one day fade yellow and
glow: Circular. I know well the grass blades you speak of and the furniture you place under the sun and the warm oils and raging fruits you taste upon your lips: But, I have not been here for very long, and should
by ~Alisonia
Thus Ends the Poetry of the...Thus Ends the Poetry of the LeafThus Ends the Poetry of the...
Fall fell hard: and thus ends the poetry of the leaf: flurries flow in flustered blows onto the edges of graveled roads
and lawns: reindeer dust is sprinkled in undying faith to St. Nick: tinseled turkeys and salted doorways: too much time of this white snowy-stuff,
exhausting myself in trying to find something to write about (that I haven’t already written away): I think, think, think,
looking-up-down-around: underneath carpets where thoughts are fathomed in hell, I try: failing to breathe life into the mailbox forms, bears wit
by ~Alisonia
Fogged ObsessionFogged ObsessionFogged Obsession
So hot in here, fogged obsession singeing from the inside. Boiled coffee overdose, rain spilling over rage, glassy, clouded consciousness, obsessed
window writing, swirling circles,
twirls and laughs. Repeated scrawls into the glass don’t I look lovely in your name?
© Alison Cornellier
by ~Alisonia
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A Jelly SkyEyes pasted on your skin Your sides are lost In Salsa, you wink,A Jelly Sky
Encouraged, he whispers
We dance tonight and forever You will be on my mind I hope to die beautiful After living in your world
Meanwhile I shake Under a willow tree That was once ours
We hid from the Sun Its light filtered through The green ribbons in your hair Never ending and never revealing
And now, You sway in a flawless love And I am left alone to sleep
On the cold ground I melt Into the dirt, I yield
We hold back our t
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Papery HopeThere was nothing left to read against yourPapery Hope
hips swaying to music making you dance
when you're too tired to feel anything except
our distanced embrace. When once it was just you
and me and the world became a shadow of our love,
moving when we moved, echoing our touches and moans
escaping our lips like clouds slowly sinking into fog.
Our 22 minutes of hope were up like scattering horses galloping along an empty plain into a forest
so thick with trees and greenery that we couldn't find our way. So we wandered aimlessly, hugging, kissing and sleeping on pine covered
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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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"Poetry is the perfume of the soul." - Otep Shamaya
Cally gave us SO many kittens. Her first litter had 5. We kept 3 and 2 went to my sister. Carmine and Magellan ran off a few years later, despite being fixed. Ally though, I cuddled with last night.
Thanks for the comments, your honesty keeps me grounded and also let's me know when I DO write something well.
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Hey, party in my eye socket and everyone's invited!...
Sometimes I shouldn't say words. --Xander Harris
I am very complimented that you find my comments to be of some value to you, thank you.
On another note, I rescued a cat 2 weeks ago...I am an equestrian coach and was at a facility, teaching a student of mine. All summer long, I have been watching these 2 adorable barn kittens grow up. I noticed the little female cat, white with a great triangle on her back, limping and putting no weight on her back right foot. She was stepped on by a horse that morning, and noone cleaned the wound or treated her. Her one toe was so swollen and black and just dangling there, and there were huge lacerations along her foot. You could see that all the bones in her foot were crushed, and through the lacerations you could see tendon/ligament/bone. It was so sad. So I took the little girl over to my parents' house and had my friend who is a vet technician clean the foot. Little Callie (as we named her, too!) ended up being taken to the vet by my mom and her friend and had to have her toe amputated...if we hadn't have rescued her the vets said either her leg would have been ampuated b/c of infection or she would have died. Poor thing, breaks my heart that noone cares for these beasts. Now we just have to find a home for her, my mom & her friend payed to have her spayed, the foot fixed up and all her vaccinations.
Both of my kitties are rescues. I am sure if I didn't have my husband, I'd be a crazy cat lady...
That's so sad! My cat Buster (from Cally's second litter) was either kicked or hit by a car and he came limping home. My mom and i had to rush him to the vet. He was never the same after that. He and Rudy eventually ran away.
We used to have chickens. Up until last summer actually. And they would lay eggs everywhere, BUT the nesting boxes we had made for them. And for a while, egg production had dropped off. Well we have a little chicken barn and a regular barn. I was thinking to myself, that I'd find a bunch of eggs in that big barn. Well, I did, but I also found a mamma cat and her 6 new born kitties in a box of hay. I was extatic
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Hey, party in my eye socket and everyone's invited!...
Sometimes I shouldn't say words. --Xander Harris
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"Seeing into darkness is clarity. Knowing how to yield is strength". -Lao Tse
Here is a short story I wrote called The Wishing Well:
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Hey, party in my eye socket and everyone's invited!...
Sometimes I shouldn't say words. --Xander Harris
I'm good.
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