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Bone Chill
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Sunshine
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since 1999-06-25
Posts 63354Listening to every heart 
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Bone Chill Chill settles over mountains When winds murmur, Ice tinkles In the fall of snow on snow, Yet Konrad felt nor heard none of those sounds, Though still the chill Settled into his bones. It had been two days since he woke from His fevered nap, Exhaustion and desperation having Sapped his strength. He feared he Would once more step into That thickening mire, depression But he was more than stunned That the little senorita Had left him alone As well as his Wallet. She had stood over him, Gray eyes gone slate, “Senor, senor,” She had nudged his shoulder Until he finally shivered away The sleep, shaking the sandman’s leavings From his mind Like sugar from a bowl. He left, having paid her extra Not just for the beer, But for the lodging, There, in the Cantina. Konrad’s thoughts crowded him with Quagmired emotions, His limbs felt as if they were sucking Themselves out of agonized Quicksand… He was exhausted, nowhere near Belize, but he had made it to Tampico, where its mild weather Should have suited his inner nature, But too much had happened, And the chill Was settling. He recalled Dana’s last letter, Wondered if he would run across Any nutrias, or water dogs, “pico’s” By which the area had taken its name. He was surprised that It had crossed his mind, But some scent of Dana had swept In on the sea-sprayed winds, The cocoa trees Bringing her to his soul And he wondered What she might say If, when, He found her again. Would it be as in the dreamstate, “come home to me”? Who knew? The Mayans Had their prophesies, Quetzalcoatl, Levels, dimensions, and their Calendars, Dana had followed something Here because She believed in so many things… And Konrad? He believed In Dana. He would skirt depression And continue on Toward Veracruz. [This message has been edited by Sunshine (02-20-2003 10:11 PM).] |
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Janet Marie Member Laureate
since 2000-01-22
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He was surprised that It had crossed his mind, But some scent of Dana had swept In on the sea-sprayed winds, The cocoa trees Bringing her to his soul And he wondered What she might say If, when, He found her again. Would it be as in the dreamstate, “come home to me”? Who knew? The Mayans Had their prophesies, Quetzalcoatl, Levels, dimensions, and their Calendars, Dana had followed something Here because She believed in so many things… And Konrad? He believed In Dana. He would skirt depression And continue on Toward Veracruz. =========================== and he will have a moth hot on his trail  hows that for motivation??? heh "Trees are poems that the earth writes upon the sky ... |
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Ericc Member Elite
since 2003-01-31
Posts 4178 |
I really get lost within your words...they take me "else where". And this is very magical. Eric |
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garysgirl  
since 2002-09-29
Posts 19237Florida, USA |
Ya'll are amazing writers. Do you know that, Lady? Of course you do...  "Love makes the world go around" |
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Duncan Member Ascendant
since 2001-08-07
Posts 5455 |
'The sleep, shaking the sandman’s leavings From his mind Like sugar from a bowl.' THAT is a cool image. Come on Konrad...where there's a woman, there's a way!  |
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Enchantress Member Empyrean
since 2001-08-14
Posts 35113Canada eh. |
LOL@Duncan... Wonderful imagery here Karilea... You took me right 'there'.. I'm so enjoying this series. ~Hugs~ ~ Trace my body with your words.. |
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Cpat Hair
since 2001-06-05
Posts 11793 |
Nutrinas huh? Well everyone has to eat sometime.... nicely done my friend..as always |
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scorpio Member Ascendant
since 2002-10-02
Posts 5178right...there |
Much enjoyed... believe in what your heart feels... |
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kayjay Member Elite
since 2002-06-24
Posts 2015Oregon |
This is indeed a lovely story, and I don't have to wait for the next chapter. Btw, Nutria are nutria is Polish also. KJ |
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Dark Angel Member Patricius
since 1999-08-04
Posts 10095 |
Excellent! M xx The clouds never expect it when it rains, but the sea, changes colours, but the sea, does not change. |
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