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Just.Another.Falling.Star Member
since 2008-05-08
Posts 422Canada 
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For writers group, theme: seasons. ________________________________________________________________ The life in her eyes is slowly fading. All she once possessed is almost gone now. The hollow, empty look is taking over and I can't find the life. ~ The wind blows outside as the seasons change once again. The trees are lifeless until spring, and the ground begins to freeze with ice and snow. Nothing lives out there, simply because there is nothing to help it along. ~ Her life is gone. Her eyes are empty. The colour has been washed out, and all that remains is a subtle grey tone. Her pedestal has crumbled, and the earth begins to consume her. julianna |
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JerryPat2 Member Laureate
since 2011-02-06
Posts 16975South Louisiana |
The living, both human and the elements, are projected at a time of death in this nicely composed piece of prose. From dust to dust. ~ Some people are like a Slinky -- not really good for anything -- but you still can't help but smile when you shove them down the stairs. ~ |
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Dark Stranger Member Patricius
since 2001-03-19
Posts 13631West Coast |
ms j...almost a poe tone, but more gentle..enjoyed it |
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Just.Another.Falling.Star Member
since 2008-05-08
Posts 422Canada |
Thank you both very much  julianna |
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Marchmadness Member Rara Avis
since 2007-09-16
Posts 9271So. El Monte, California |
Good melancholy writing, Julianna. Ida |
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Just.Another.Falling.Star Member
since 2008-05-08
Posts 422Canada |
Thank you julianna |
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