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lending

lending
an art
that is not learned
but rather
an ability
you are born with

» Posted By Mandy On 05.12.2012 @ 9:26 pm

instrumental

Without a voice
without a sound
empty echoes reverberated
rich sound emancipated
the chorus goes round

» Posted By Mandy On 05.06.2012 @ 11:22 pm

earring

I don’t have any earrings. Perhaps it is a sign of my own sense of individuality that I would constantly deny. I don’t plan to get one.

» Posted By Mandy On 04.16.2012 @ 9:00 pm

willful

Is every action we take completely willful? Certainly, it is not comprised of only one’s consious judgement, for there is probably more than that. But, there is one thing that is fact: It is all in your head, every perception. Perhaps it is not willful, maybe intuitive. Is that the same?

» Posted By Mandy On 04.05.2012 @ 8:14 pm

blaze

The mind was burning. It was consumed by the tiniest pushes of the thoughts around it.

“Help!” It screamed, but no one was there to listen, as there never was. It lived, day by day, without water to sooth its pain, ablaze.

» Posted By Mandy On 04.01.2012 @ 5:08 pm

catcher

I like to think I’m a person with an open mind. Ready to catch and absorb falling particles of knowledge here and there. Sometimes I have to run to get the little sparkling bits and other times I find myself sitting silently, my welcoming palms outstretched.

» Posted By Mandy On 03.27.2012 @ 10:17 pm

temper

Such a fickle little thing with such fickle large importance. You can watch the heat of the thermometer slowly rise, but will you do anything about it? It can make such a difference in very little time and what can you do? Such a fickle little thing with such fickle large importance.

» Posted By Mandy On 03.25.2012 @ 10:59 pm

staple

She held the staple in her hands. Softly, she ran the other through it’s misty tendrils and pursed her lips. What basic need would this become to be? As Earth, her decision for the last staple of life was necessary. With a smile and a few whispered words, the wisps of fog parted and dispersed into nothing, particles scattering themselves over the planet and into every organism.

» Posted By Mandy On 03.18.2012 @ 12:13 am

pattern

The pattern repeats itself constantly. All of its characteristics being perceived in day life continue day by day. A monotonous drudgery of nothingness. Occasionally, a spark of light may catch my eyes and the leaves of trees look beautiful. Things are not so grey anymore.

» Posted By Mandy On 03.15.2012 @ 10:05 pm

duration

the duration of a kiss depends in the hear out into it. there’s not always passion but if two people really care for each other its always love.
maybe its how well you know each other and how your soul works, it always works in mysterious ways.

» Posted By mandy On 03.14.2012 @ 5:32 pm

brunch

All week long I dream of brunch. I want to sit for hours with coffee and breakfast food with my husband. We do crosswords and trade news stories, quietly reading and absorbing our week.

» Posted By Mandy On 03.08.2012 @ 4:21 pm

swing

kids love emma outside free air free childhood swimming yellow and blue dad by myself happiness freedom young alone and happy and enjoying the outdoors

» Posted By Mandy On 03.06.2012 @ 11:33 am

town

The town I live in is small and quaint. We have one fire station, and the chief is my dad. He is tall and has gray hair like my cat. I love my cat so much. Her name is Duchess but my brother calls her douche bag, which make no logical sense to me. Metaphor, possibly?

» Posted By Mandy On 03.04.2012 @ 9:32 pm

chief

“I’m at the top!”

The little girl screamed at the top of her lungs and peered down from the top of the hill dotted with golden stalks, reflecting the harsh sunlight. Peering into the sun, or at least trying to, she shouted once more,”I’m the chief!”

» Posted By Mandy On 02.03.2012 @ 9:42 pm

savage

a person who is dumb and doesn’t know how to act i know some people who are savages you know i had an ex boyfriend he’s such a fucking savage. oh my gosh saveage also means that your’e pretty fricken cool motha fuckaaaaa

» Posted By Mandy On 01.09.2012 @ 5:19 pm

deaf

I’m deaf sometimes, really. Well, not really.

“Mandy! Can you get me that bottle of wine?”

“What was that? Some pine?”

“No, some wine! The one over there!”

“WHAT, HIND? THE SON OVER WHERE?”

» Posted By Mandy On 12.25.2011 @ 8:42 pm

fireplace

Crackling, dancing flames are the most beautiful sight of the day. Sitting near the fireplace huddled in blankets while sipping smooth cocoa is honestly the best.

» Posted By Mandy On 12.23.2011 @ 11:03 pm

thunder

The noise seemed to shake the ground beneath her feet. She quivered and dove under a nearby table, gripping for anything. A table leg, her stuffed rabbit, and the floor. Crouching, she waited for the rain and thunder to cease.

» Posted By Mandy On 12.19.2011 @ 11:05 pm

princess

I feel like a princess; one who has been gifted with everything.

My feelings of euphoria as I see my family and welcoming friends never seem to end. The grin that breaks out is one that cannot be compared.

And yet, it is not enough. And I know it will not last forever.

But for now, I sleep and treasure, as I run around my castle as the little princess.

» Posted By Mandy On 12.12.2011 @ 10:56 pm

platinum

With a hesitant hand, she nudged the platinum heart. Feeling, the metal become hotter, she became confident, and applied more pressure. More and more, until it fell over.

» Posted By Mandy On 12.07.2011 @ 5:40 pm

deserve

“You deserve it.”

Oh, you always did.

I hear so many times about how something bad should happen to a person because they deserve it.

You yelled at my friend? Go fall down a well.

My boyfriend cheated on me with you? Go die, bitch.

Go die. disappear. I’ll kill you.

Because you deserve it.

» Posted By Mandy On 12.05.2011 @ 5:04 pm

centerpiece

Bam!
Smack dab in the middle she stood. The centerpiece of the entire room, she glowed as voices congratulated her.

Where was I? Smiling, true and honest.
Nothing but a happy heart, but the darkness wriggled its way through, it always did.

Why was I not the centerpiece? Where am I now?

» Posted By Mandy On 12.04.2011 @ 10:49 pm

obey

Obey, do it, obey.

The little boy shivered under the little comfort of his blanket.

Listen to me.
Hear me.
Be me.
Obey.

No, no! He screamed. He whimpered blanket of protection as it disintegrated; Fried from the glare of others. They huddled around him and his shrills stopped. They stepped away to uncover his blank expression.

“Ok.”

» Posted By Mandy On 12.03.2011 @ 12:08 pm

dim

Blurs, lines, outlines, figures.
What is what, who is who?
Turns out I can never find out, never see until it happens.
Perhaps it is not only me.
Perhaps I am not the only one who sees nothing ahead of me,
Nothing to lead me except a dim light as I struggle to see through these blind eyes.

» Posted By Mandy On 11.28.2011 @ 2:24 pm

comfort

I find comfort in many things that can easily be taken for granted.

Being at home with my family is the most obvious one.
Silence is another.

But sometimes, I need to get out of my comfort zone,
and Live.

» Posted By Mandy On 10.22.2011 @ 7:59 pm

radical

Radical moventments in the world have been seen all over. To me the best one was supporting gay rights and people coming out and marching and showing themselves. Showing who they really are and not being scared. We’re a radical group of people that want the same rights as everyone else. Why is that so hard to see? To grasp? Whats going to happen if gays get married? We’ll get married and it won’t affect anyone else, will it? No. So get your head out of your ass and deal with it. It’s the 21st century for gods sake.

» Posted By Mandy On 10.21.2011 @ 10:37 pm

Radical.
Radical?

Hm.

What to do.

The radical party…
No,
The party was radical..
No,
Racial’d?

What?

» Posted By Mandy On 10.21.2011 @ 10:01 pm

relate

I can relate to them.

The ones who believe there is nothing for them,

The people who believe that there are only bad endings,

The people who know they are truly and whole-heartedly alone.

But then I found you,

Life.

» Posted By Mandy On 10.20.2011 @ 4:55 pm

stacks

Man, I got stacks of stuff I want to do.

Using the words stacks sound strangely odd in that sentence. So does the use of the word in the phrase,” A stack of cards.”

Maybe it’s just me.

But I’d love to be able to stack books on top on one another to reach the sky and beyond.

» Posted By Mandy On 10.10.2011 @ 9:43 pm

iron

Iron.

Fe.

Chemistry at its finest.
…..
Not really.

» Posted By Mandy On 10.09.2011 @ 7:58 pm

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