Ode to My Art SuppliesPosh paints from watercolor pencilsAre an aurora borealisOn my paperBeautifully blendingAs easily as a person feels emotionThey are like a field of flowersMentally fragrant, fragile, and calmingFaber-Castell has a line ofIncredulous inking itemsPens of gray and blackMinute and bold tips areTo be guided by faint pencil sketchesDocile and having prideThese are peopleWith personalities Of great color, depth, and brightnessWatercolor pencils and inking markersSleek and smooth to the touch, soft on paperThey are like a breath of air and are a lifeMy life
Mel's SongSo far a day in my life, you think I'm pretty bright. So long memorabilia to the end. I'm here, and I'm there, and I'm just running everywhere. From everyone and everything that I know.Take a good look around you. What is there but scumbags and lies?Mel, Mel, they'll say, "Rot in hell," but I learned to never listen. No one like that's worth your love or care. But then there's me and there's you, and we swear we never do what they say that we can't to.Grace told us to be strong. And she was right all along. And even though she's gone now we know best. But she's here, and she's there, and we're hiding everywhere. From the ghost of past i
The Course of the StormCloser.Closer lurking creature from beyondThe horizon. Obscurity Of life as soon as there flashes one.Darken. Darken nearer now, a treacherousField of mourning glories.Drooping, dampened stories.Driving.Driving forward againstall the odds. BrandishingSlowly-melting snowflakesDancing around staunched faces.Blowing.Blowing, howling, scarringThe earth and all those on.At last.At last the storm is gone.
What type of cake is it?
There should be another cake photo near the end of the week
(eats some)
Very tasty!
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