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TalismansTalismans   
In a cardboard treasure chest  she placed a mummified snake rattle,  a frayed nest of twigs and string,  
and spider's eggs pried from under bark  stored in a corked bottle.   
Talismans warded her path  from evil and harm  until one by one replaced  by silver lipstick tubes,  
rhinestone hair clips,  and sweet smelling perfumes  in rubber pump misters.   
Muddy feet and torn jeans became  patent leather shoes and curtsies.  Amidst the seafoam  Aphrodite emerges from her clam  but in the hills -  
wildfires rage on.  &nbs Talismans
by *Mahi-Fish
Without Her, Without HimWithout Her; Without Him   
 
He sows salt on green shoots  in hopes they will be more delicious  when plucked.   
She scrubs traces of him  from her heart with  steel wool and bleach.   
He hums tunes of love songs  she wrote to him but forgets  the words.   
She takes pictures off the wall  leaving dark rectangles of  unfaded wallpaper.   
He builds futures out of  skeletons of extinct sandcastles  in the rain.   
She burns every letter that came  on the same day as his  just in case.   
He bites a chain-lin Without Her, Without Him
by *Mahi-Fish
SorcererSorcerer   
 
 
He dances compass rose tattoos  speak to east, to the west, to the north, to the south  on packed earth weathered feet  leather-faced scowl of concentration  dust storms swirl beneath his heels  gatekeeper on the edge of the village.   
Thatched hut embers cast out  shadows – spirits of nameless men.  speak to east, to the west, to the north, to the south  Lizard skulls rattle; baubles percuss  words to his toothless-trance-chant  spells with power to heal or kill.   
An unknown woman’s spirit drawn  precariously towards th Sorcerer
by *Mahi-Fish
Drinking StarsDrinking Stars   
If only the stars could see  a fraction of their brilliance  I see reflected on still waters  of Walden Pond.  Perhaps they too  would come to love their light.   
I long to drink them in,  
but the depth of my cupped palm  is inadequate to contain them.  As the water dribbles out  I am left licking the salt  from my flesh with thick tongue.   
Tiny lake fish mistake them  for breadcrumbs I sometimes bring-  nibbling open-mouthed at the surface  then sulking, gills flared, to chilly caves  hungry tonight.  My th Drinking Stars
by *Mahi-Fish
Browse Gallery

Favorite Favorites

SaltI put salt in my coffee this morning.   
Watermelon with salt:  it dehydrates the pulp, and puddles the juice on its surface.  On a Floridian summer noon, it's coupled perfectly  with the nectar that is confederate jasmine infused humidity.  Cicadas rattle eardrums in cadence  with the mockingbird's calling out the blue jay,  much too tempermental.  My melon feast is a little too close to the jay's brood.   
Boiling water with salt:  I'm told it brings out the flavor in the linguine.  There's an innate chef in many youth,  but not in me - although, I know how to eat my past Salt
by ~totipotent
Age 8, Summer
by =KneelingGlory
River DreamWhere I exist  the seasons linger  or die too soon   
I cannot see  
the subtle changes  or hear the cadence   
I feel the shift  and taste the residue  between our lips   
and on the air  where  it also lingers   
his passing  
will bring the rain   
but I covet him more,  suspended as we are  
between the seasons   
and when the dusk  is touched by  
the brows of moths  he will walk away   
a harbinger  
of autumn's end  before it has begun   
while I drift...  a river dream &nb River Dream
by `jade-pandora
A Night OutWaffle House  
waitress;  an empty pizza box.   
after a concert  my sister brings  free passes   
I call home and  
forget--  a weary man wakes.   
somewhere else  there are glittering walls;  but my seat is perfect.   
Other people  
have refills;  but coffee is meant to be savored. A Night Out
by ~lucidflux
QuicksilverQuicksilver   
Yellow streetlights bleak  wearing necklaces of rain-  pearls against the streak  of finger painted windows  overlaid  
with quicksilver brocade  and nests of spider eggs.   
Where once this place  
was abandoned, in a room  the creak of floor boards  drowned by thunder's boom,  revealed  
by shadow and lightning strobe,  paint-by-number puddles trace   
around two who sleep sound  in the aftermath  of their heated tryst  that causes the panes  
to mist  and condensate.  Moisture trickles down   
bri Quicksilver
by `jade-pandora
Seasons Change
by *ArchArad
Whispers"Whispers"   
 
lovers and their touch-  incoming waves  spent  against the curves  of shoreline   
lovers and their whispers-  foam washes into an  abandoned conch,  holding  
their secrets   
lovers and their passion-  sea lions  
call to each other  as swells roll in from  deep waters   
lovers and their song-  floating above sunrise  gull cries echo  again and again  into sunset   
lovers and their dreams-  midnight ocean calm,  a shooting star meets  another  
shooting star Whispers
by `jade-pandora
Understanda silent comment  a gentle touch on the shoulder  agreeing, believing   
my encouragement  drawn carefully out and offered  pooled in cupped hands   
it trembles and wavers, clinging  briefly to my mortality   
but as it is poured  from my hands, it passes into  an eternal strength for you Understand
by ~charrlie
Browse Collection

September Begins

Mon Sep 7, 2009, 9:02 PM
Update 7/8: I just realized that my good friend *Shards-of-Shame has posted the interview she's been conducting with me for the past week or so on her main page, as well as featuring several of my poems. If you want to know a little bit more about me, or are curious to know what I think about things, head on over there for a look!

Update 7/7: My dear friend `jade-pandora has a DD for today! Go check it out! [link]


:bulletred:Thanks everyone who has wished me a happy birthday. I might or might not hop on for short periods during the day, but I appreciate the sentiments, even if I act like the Grinch about it sometimes.

I'd like to give a special thanks to:

`jade-pandora for the wonderful tanka set she wrote for my birthday a couple days ago "tanka for a fish" which can be found here: [link]

=KneelingGlory for the limerick ( [link] ) and wonderful journal feature

and =bekkia for adding me to her journal.

(if I missed anyone, please remind me)

-TSF


It is about to be a new month, so I thought that a new journal would be appropriate. I'm working on unburying myself from a month's worth of faves, comments and witty retorts. It takes me ages to thank for faves and watches, but I do appreciate every single one of them. As I was going through my list I tried to take the opportunity to express my thanks for people who have been incredibly supportive of my efforts in comments, conversations or other ways as well. I've been trying to get back into the groove of writing regularly, it is just hard to stay focused with other things in life going on.

:bulletgreen: Birthday
My birthday is this Saturday (the 5th). I don't get terribly excited about birthdays, but I know that some people would feel left out if I let it pass by without saying a word. I don't expect anything from anyone, just consider it a public service announcement.

:bulletgreen: Secret Project
I'm working on a project with =bekkia which I hope to unveil soon. I'm excited about the prospect, but I don't want to say anything just yet and jinx it. That's how things go in my world.

Other than those things, I don't have much exciting or new to add. I hope that everyone is well, and that the love and beauty in your lives helps you to rise above any stresses or frustrations you might experience.

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snowflake-
how perfect you are before
my poem


-Dick Whyte of ~SOLARTS


T. Scott Fisher was quite the poet
And made sure all the world would know it
but he commented too often,
his hands fell off from exhaustion,
and he could no longer press submit.

-~InverseAngel

There once was a fish from Texas
that of watchers had built a nexus
but it troubled him so
he had to let some of us go
now he fears this decision may vex us

-*Djoseph

Jade says:
shall I call the monastery?
Scott says:
Oh my. I think that if you do, it would break my last vow of chastity.
Then what kind of monk would I be?
Jade says:
a monk fish!

Do you have any linguisitics background? (Please elaborate in comments) 

56%
43 deviants said No, but I'd be curious to learn more.
17%
13 deviants said I've read a few books out of curiosity, but nothing serious.
10%
8 deviants said I took a few classes or read some detailed books on it.
9%
7 deviants said None at all. I plan to keep it that way.
8%
6 deviants said I studied it pretty in depth. We should be friends!
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~deeMM Oct 31, 2009, 10:19:19 AM
Hello friend! =) I have a favour to ask you... would you mind if I used the text you wrote about monster edward? It's for a class where I have to make a childrens' book and I love the text so much that I really would like to use it...

Hope all is well with you... =)

:heart:

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must work! must work! :typerhappy:
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=drop-asd Oct 26, 2009, 7:42:38 AM
Congratulations on winning third place in ^fllnthblnk's contest! :w00t: I wanted to let you know I've fulfilled my part of the prize: [link]

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Una canzone può anche non parlar d'amore...

"A song can also not talk about love..."
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^fllnthblnk Oct 14, 2009, 2:13:38 PM
How are you doing, Scott? :cookie:

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Clearfield Review: Prose, Poetry, Art.
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