This blog is simply a random mess of my journal, rants, poetry, personal thoughts and things I like...and unless noted, all my original writing (no copy without permission, s'il vous plait).
I changed the name to Lost Kite from honkycackle because these days I feel more like the former than the latter.
Picture- Lost Kite by ~Kvaga at deviantART
Monday, November 3, 2008
To All the Stealers of Hearts
Here you go, take it. This heart is for you. It's cool. I don't use it anymore. I grow new ones all the time. It's too bad you don't. You could probably use this one anyway. Try not to lose it.
I wish I could grow new hearts. I use mine too much, it's getting sort of limp and overinflated.
A sweet poem.
Thanks for the prompt on RWP, you did a great job.
And I found out you live near me! I live in Marietta. We should go to a reading together sometime. There's one in Decatur this Saturday. I'll send you the email.
5 comments:
who hasn't felt this--cool title
Yes, I recognise this, all too well...
Oh yes. Ditto for me, too. A cool title and scenario we can all relate to.
I like this. It goes right to the point. Well done.
I wish I could grow new hearts. I use mine too much, it's getting sort of limp and overinflated.
A sweet poem.
Thanks for the prompt on RWP, you did a great job.
And I found out you live near me! I live in Marietta. We should go to a reading together sometime. There's one in Decatur this Saturday. I'll send you the email.
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