Pots, Pans, Grease.
Meat, Spice, Rub.
Oven, Hot, Temp 350.
Potatoes, Olive Oil, Herb.
Salad, Fresh Greens, Bowl.
Knife, Fork, Plate.
Friends, Food, Laughter.
Drinks, Cookies, Coffee.
Coat, Shoes, Done.
Thursday, January 6, 2011
Sleeping Muse.
Hey I know not many people read this, My guess is one lonely bot. I am writing but nothing I can post here. It is mostly work that might lead to something or work for a Larp I am in.
I guess my muse is sleeping right now for the winter.
I guess my muse is sleeping right now for the winter.
Tuesday, November 30, 2010
Pencil and Paper
Sharp pencil crawls across the page leaving a trail of words that form an image for those who can think, and have retained an imagination. Paper records in a digital age, I do so because it feel right, more real then just letters on a screen, something about physical action is natural to how I think and want to share eventually if ever. Now this is written I am planning to type it up and post it to my Blog.
Tuesday, November 9, 2010
Thursday, October 14, 2010
Tuesday, September 28, 2010
The Summer Lady and Prince
Flaxen hair blow in the breeze
Graced our town this lovely fair
She walk to and frow all the day
Seeking her Champion in each field
To Reward with favor, lovely and fair.
Her Summer Prince watches all
to keep the games free of
Winters chilled touch in mortal toil.
The strength of Spring in arm and spell
Keeps safe the town till festival end.
Winter Court sends two princes
And a handful of Red Caps
to vex and offer rewards for
Deeps dangerous and challenging
Twisted Rewards for Twisted minds.
Graced our town this lovely fair
She walk to and frow all the day
Seeking her Champion in each field
To Reward with favor, lovely and fair.
Her Summer Prince watches all
to keep the games free of
Winters chilled touch in mortal toil.
The strength of Spring in arm and spell
Keeps safe the town till festival end.
Winter Court sends two princes
And a handful of Red Caps
to vex and offer rewards for
Deeps dangerous and challenging
Twisted Rewards for Twisted minds.
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