Thursday

I dream of disneyland.

All she wanted was a place
to stay.
Someone to whisper with.
Isn't firelight intriguing?

Running in
circles
and out of them too
makes me out of breath.

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Seriously, doesn't the rubbery smell of the rides and the tickle of the water misters sound so .. enchanting?!

on 5/28/2009

3 comments:

Marcie May 29, 2009 at 2:00 PM  

I think I just need to say, that I love reading your blog. And you should never, ever waste a talent that your loving Father in Heaven gives you....you are a writer plain and simple.

Marcie May 29, 2009 at 2:00 PM  

p.s. EMBRACE IT, and use it to better the world!

karlee May 30, 2009 at 2:38 AM  

Oh mom! Thank you! That made my night. Day? Who knows.
My only question is... how exactly do I go about embracing it and not wasting it? I can only write nonsense and little things- not like, books and stuff.

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love after love

The time will come when, with elation,
you will greet yourself arriving
at your own door, in your own mirror,
and each will smile at the other's welcome,
and say
sit here. Eat.
You will love again the stranger
who was your self.
Give wine. Give bread.
Give back your heart
to itself, to the stranger who has loved you all your life...

Take down the love
letters from the bookshelf,
the photographs,
the desperate notes, peel your own image from the mirror.
Sit.
Feast on your life.

~Derek Walcott

bring it on back

and i am telling you..

i'm karlee. i have a husband and a daughter. (well ok, she's a puppy.) this is the world through my eyes.

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