Trixareforkids
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If a tree falls in the forest, and hits me in the head and I have amnesia, does it make a sound?
Cracking nuts takes effort, but it's worth it to get to the meat inside.
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If a tree falls in the forest, and hits me in the head and I have amnesia, does it make a sound?
Cracking nuts takes effort, but it's worth it to get to the meat inside.
an observation,I was reminded of joy
In life's simple moments
As I observed a child hold
a frosted doughnut
She grinned so huge
Before a indulgent drag
of her finger through the icing
Then oh so slowly raises
it up, to sink her teeth in
All the while still a beautiful smile
as if she held treasure in her hand
I was reminded of joy
In life's simple moments
As I observed a child hold
a frosted doughnut
She grinned so huge
Before a indulgent drag
of her finger through the icing
Then oh so slowly raises
it up, to sink her teeth in
All the while still a beautiful smile
as if she held treasure in her hand
probably means the knots in the pine were de-fir redIf a tree falls in the forest, and hits me in the head and I have amnesia, does it make a sound?
I think you could drop the whole line that 1201 mentioned. Personally, I would also change treasure to gold. Double visual.
Really sweet poem. My little one loves the strawberry frosted, with sprinkles. She licks off all the frosting before eating the donut.
probably means the knots in the pine were de-fir red
that hollow sound could be an echo or just deja voodoodoodooo
Ricky's '63 Chevy
I wanted a VW Bug
But they only had a manual
So Ricky took me out
In his beloved '63 Chevy pickup
He took me out to the local trucking school
Just after dark he put it in neutral
Had me slide on over and grip the stick
Then he drove us once around, to give me the feel
He stopped and put her in park
You ready to give her a try
For all that we'd tried already
I knew this would be even sweeter
She was powder blue and putty grey
With a cracked vinyl bench seat
That I had to sit on the very edge of
To reach the pedals and clutch
I slid over him and got into position
He laughed as I hugged the steering wheel
Put his hand on the small of my back to stop me sliding
I took a deep breath and rocked her down into neutral
I felt a rush and a flutter of anticipation
Similar to that moment before our first kiss
He gave me a smile and nodded to the floorboard
Clutch
I let out my breath as I eased the clutch down
And shifted into first gear
The lurch when I released the brake made my heart race
The same as his hand on my ass
Off we went. Once, twice, three times around
Concentrating on the blacktop and light poles
I began to get the feel for her, such a sweet and easy ride
I relaxed and smiled over at Ricky
Giver some gas, time to go faster
I pushed the pedal closer to the floor
Now wait for it, she'll tell you when to shift
I shook my head, thought I was going to screw it up
Then I felt it. The gentle vibration and subtle thrumming
As I pushed down the clutch and smoothly slid her into second
The surge I felt was like the kisses Ricky liked to trail
Down my neck to my collar bone
A laugh bubbled up in me as I got a taste for speed
I told you you'd feel it. And a wicked grin
Hopeful and fearful I asked, Faster?
As much as you can handle
That night I took to Ricky as enthusiastically
As I had his '63 Chevy
On the stairs, over the sofa, on the table
Sweetest of all, in the long hot shower
Ricky and that Chevy were a soft light
That helped coax me from a very dark place
His beautiful young face and beloved truck are still
A beacon that has the power to ease my dark heart
I never did get that VW Bug
And I was never again able
To drive a stick without
Grinding the clutch
Twenty-five years later though
Every time I see an old Chevy pickup
A nostalgic smile crosses my face
And I long to be behind the steering wheel
Ok, like you a little more now . Love love love Damien's voice. How about Ray LaMontagne, Empty, Trouble, Shelter and oh yum Let It Be Me. Now there's music to inspire erotica
Edit: oh and Ray is one of the few guys who I actually like facial hair on.
Okay, I'm usually just a lurker here, but this brought me out of hiding. First, you post an Amos Lee song, and now this? Ray LaMontagne is an amazing singer/songwriter, and the man is just absolutely beautiful to look at. Have you seen him in his cop sunglasses? *swoons*
"Shelter" is my absolute favorite. "A Falling Through" too.
Love reading your magic with words, as well, Ms. Trix. You're very talented.
Well thank you for coming out of the shadows to say hello. And if you like the other boys, give Joe Purdy a listen. Start with I'm Not What You Need from Sessions from Motor Ave.
Also, I'm glad you're enjoying my writing. It's always nice to get positive feedback, thank you for taking the time.
Life IS beautiful.
Ultimately pointless, futile, amazing, unlikely and startling.
Actually life isn't beautiful. It's only beautiful to those who can define beauty, and since the notion of beauty is as individual as a fingerprint... well.. OK I'll go away and think about this..
Well thank you for coming out of the shadows to say hello. And if you like the other boys, give Joe Purdy a listen. Start with I'm Not What You Need from Sessions from Motor Ave.
Also, I'm glad you're enjoying my writing. It's always nice to get positive feedback, thank you for taking the time.
.And thank you all4love, for your kind visit to baker street.