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Snake bite…. |
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Sunshine
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since 1999-06-25
Posts 63354Listening to every heart 
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Snake bite…. Villahermosa was not that far from Tabasco, a bit more than a step away Konrad ran, literally ran there, too… for the skin of the ocelot had turned into snake and wiggled into worm… dead worms. No….dead memories, come alive. Even in daylight, figures and fugitives melted into the heat of the morning and rose like shimmers on blacktop before him. Damn it! Why was Jackson so transparent, like watered down milk, and why was he, Konrad, so sick at his stomach? He felt as if he had indeed taken the boat to Belize, and he needed Dana more than he wanted to admit, he needed more… he needed conclusion… but memories were rumbling in, as mixed up as gruel takes in a tidbit of raisin for taste, and cinnamon spices for life, Konrad was tasting too much life right now… damn worms. Damn life. He looked around, as if ghosts might turn human, tap him on his shoulder, remind him that he was not alone… he waited for fear to hit, again. |
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Duncan Member Ascendant
since 2001-08-07
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'but memories were rumbling in, as mixed up as gruel takes in a tidbit of raisin for taste, and cinnamon spices for life, Konrad was tasting too much life right now… damn worms. Damn life. He looked around, as if ghosts might turn human, tap him on his shoulder, remind him that he was not alone… he waited for fear to hit, again.' BOO! I'll be back...... |
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Sunshine
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Member Empyrean
since 1999-06-25
Posts 63354Listening to every heart |
But, of course! |
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the_loner_23 Member Ascendant
since 2002-06-08
Posts 5479Jacksonville, Florida, USA |
This story keeps getting better. Cold hands means a warm heart |
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Aenimal Member Rara Avis
since 2002-11-18
Posts 7350the ass-end of space |
intense loved this departure |
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SmartChick Member Rara Avis
since 2001-09-23
Posts 7081On A Journey To The Unknown |
Sunshine, when I saw the title of this poem, it reminded me, when I was in the country. In the spring and summer, I always saw snakes on the road. A few got a little too close for my comfort. Believe me, I sure won't be missing those this spring and summer. |
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Janet Marie Member Laureate
since 2000-01-22
Posts 18554 |
Even in daylight, figures and fugitives melted into the heat of the morning and rose like shimmers on blacktop before him. =========================== very cool imagery. Me thinks Konnie and Jackson need to give up drinking...these boys cant handle the worm... Jackson is dreamin crazy and Konnie is always hungover with head and stomach aches. Good thing Jake is a cowboy who can handle his liquor  heh  Where the touch of lovers end and the soul of friends begin, |
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Sudhir Iyer Member Ascendant
since 2000-04-26
Posts 6943Mumbai, India : now in Belgium |
snake bite = half a pint of lager + half a pint of cider and a small helping of black currant ... heard of being the source of many a bad hangovers...  -------- seriously tho' Karilea, this is excellent writing... regards, sudhir |
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Duncan Member Ascendant
since 2001-08-07
Posts 5455 |
Give up the worm? He's the only one who knows where this is going!!!!  |
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Martie
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Member Empyrean
since 1999-09-21
Posts 28049California |
Well done, girlfriend!!!  |
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garysgirl  
since 2002-09-29
Posts 19237Florida, USA |
Yes, very well done!!!  Hugs, Ethel |
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Seymour Tabin Member Empyrean
since 1999-07-07
Posts 31720Tamarac Fla |
Sunshine Interesting write, enjoyed. |
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Cpat Hair
since 2001-06-05
Posts 11793 |
Even in daylight, figures and fugitives melted into the heat of the morning and rose like shimmers on blacktop before him. love this passage... and between you and Duncan.. the surreal of the images and the mixing of ideas... you got me hooked... write on here... write on..let's see what next and how indeed you guys ties this all together in string and bone... |
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Nightshade
since 2001-08-31
Posts 13962just out of reach |
Karilea - oooh, this is getting very interesting indeed. luv it. Chris  "Hope" is the thing with feathers- |
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Susan Caldwell Member Rara Avis
since 2002-12-27
Posts 8348Florida |
Please, please forgive me, but who else is writing this?? I have been so busy I have missed something good and would like a second chance to check it out. Susan |
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Cpat Hair
since 2001-06-05
Posts 11793 |
Susan... maybe I an help you out here... I think I started this whole thing with a series of poems written over the last two or 3 years about Iambe. Konrad, Jake, Jackson, and Dillon are all characters written by Sunshine, Martie, janet marie, and Duncan. They are also all "loosely" woven together into a family story written from different perspectives... I challenged everyone that had been readin gthe Iambe series to write their own character...when I also decided to quit writing about Iambe.... the stories you find..are all in the archives or this open... unfortuanelty..you'll have to do a bit of searching to find them all... good luck.. the read from their pens is well worth the effort... |
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Dark Angel Member Patricius
since 1999-08-04
Posts 10095 |
Sheesh, I could feel the fear. I'm moving on. 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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