Collective Notes

Where new writings are presented.
alekskya:

alimichael-ins:

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Alekskya
            What a living doll. Such unpretentious beauty. She rocks.

alekskya:

alimichael-ins:

Have you ever been dumped for a dumb reason? Here are some terrible reasons to break up with someone. http://bit.ly/1e2iOXT

Alekskya

            What a living doll. Such unpretentious beauty. She rocks.

alekskya:

flihrty:

i love freckles

Freckles are cool, but the curve of her lips—

alekskya:

flihrty:

i love freckles

Freckles are cool, but the curve of her lips—

Collective Notes: Captured Beauty: Melancholy

alekskya:

alekskya:

Eyes, the largest pools of innocent
charm reflecting back to the viewer
exactly what they want you to see.

Life’s questions motives, hears only
silence.

The eyes stare, not with hate
as some imagine. Easier to claim
disgust, a shake of the head or shrug of the shoulders than to look…

Tears are often seared into the subconscious, I guess they surface as painful reminders to enable our lives to recapture our shared humanity.

alekskya:

(Courtesy of FB/Ghost Rider/Cowboy Dave’s photos.)
Sleep sleep tender beauty.

alekskya:

(Courtesy of FB/Ghost Rider/Cowboy Dave’s photos.)

Sleep sleep tender beauty.

Captured Beauty: Dust

alekskya:

My heart lay in scattered bits like shattered glass,


love was the force which made the blast of lonely

nights and mournful days as my heart lingered in

romances past.


Remember the boy whose love was in your hand

you held me loosely like sand I trickled away and

disappeared…

alekskya:

alekskya:

nataliekucken:

Sleeping Stephen

Yawn desperately do we seek this moment.

I’m feeling sleepy…snuggle bunny time.

surely i must, peace, serenity; and that special world within.

alekskya:

alekskya:

nataliekucken:

Sleeping Stephen

Yawn desperately do we seek this moment.

I’m feeling sleepy…snuggle bunny time.

surely i must, peace, serenity; and that special world within.

Lost Love, Lost Self, Lost Life

Crush my heart. End the misery.
As does the Earth to a pebble
dropping from the heavens above.
Hope is vaporized in an instant as
quickly as we see the tiny bright
illuminating star, which upon
drawing closer—ceases to be.
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Rocking to and fro, unique but to myself…the hospital staff observes but from a polite distance. I whimper, when I think one is near to hear. I hold my breath until I might faint. Sweating, lips parted, I gasp until one comes to mop my brow and gently place wet swabs by which I draw water past my lips.
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I’m running as fast as I can,
the crowd is screaming, streaming
behind my desperate wake. Frightened,
I look not left nor right but run, run, run. I try
to remember—if you are right handed run to
the left. Never…I feel the pain in my back and
stumble forward. The crowd catches me and begin
to pummel my face and body with fists, sticks, the odd brick.
I’m dying from the blood flow out of  my back. What, do you mean
"burn the Warlock, burn the Warlock, burn the Warlock"—as I drift off to sleep.
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Probability

Probability

This is a fable…a small table set for two, moonlight, a gentle breeze as
the stars frame the beauty of you.

Amazed by the love in your eyes, each time ours met, as words not needed

Night Surf n Breezes

#Take the night, ocean locale with sandy beach, gentle breeze freshening, night clear sky, surf sounds against sand whispering, body’s touching.

Surf whispers your name ceaselessly like the precise movement of a Swiss watch, seems to call my heart ever closer to the prearranged meeting that I long for.

I cling to the night worn around me like a shroud, as a blanket tucked too tightly, my entire body was bound.

I see the mystical quality about you as pure beauty undisturbed by this world. You turn the mists of the ocean into wonderful, the rain into joyous pleasure, thickest snow to mana falling upon my head as marvelous fun.

You touched my innermost feelings with only your smile-
gentle, knowing, like the sun’s warming caress kissing my lips for awhile.

I was mesmerized by the movement of your hair—the aftermath of how it falls teasing then hiding part of your beautiful face, my heart beats faster and faster stealing my breath increasing in pace.

I close my eyes and grasp for any thing to keep from falling, my lips part taking measured breaths-why am I stalling.

I want to fall in to your hair, I imagine as a breeze I might send it dancing, whilst in my mind my there grows a kind of romancing.

At times your beautiful hair, your glory frames your face, only adding to the mystery of your loveliness-my fingers, might eagerly trace.

I breathe the warm ocean mist and ponder life’s meaning in all of this.

Perhaps it is centered in the ocean sounds, calling to all consistent as the waves crash upon the beach-even unseen the eternal dance oceans assurance to all who draw near, can you hear; it’s reach has no bounds.