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The Cat Box: Things He Said
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A tiny box on the fringe of the internet where words appear. Cat on Google Plus. Friday, August 8, 2014. He descended upon her nest. On a Taurus moonlit night,. Dragging his broken, golden wings behind,. Warning he may not stay long. Yet engulfing every moment. Asleep, with his presence. He said she was a stepping stone. And so he stepped on her threshold. She said she didn’t really mind. Except she did sort of mind ). But looked for a deeper voice. She caught a glimpse of in a dream…. And she was hungry.
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The Cat Box: Want Ad: Wound to Your Knife
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A tiny box on the fringe of the internet where words appear. Cat on Google Plus. Monday, August 25, 2014. Want Ad: Wound to Your Knife. Nutcracker Female Seeking Single White Male:. Lately, I’ve been wondering why my choices in relationship almost always are that guy. Imagine my surprise when the first guy I dated after all those years, turned out to be imbued with the very same flavors! And then we wonder why? If you see yourself in this, please read this incredible article by Shari Shrieber.
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The Cat Box: May 2012
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A tiny box on the fringe of the internet where words appear. Cat on Google Plus. Thursday, May 10, 2012. Be quiet, Metaphor. The romance is dead. At the end of its rope. Its rock has sunk. Numb, without meaning, defunct. My parade is rained on,. Just a grey cloudy sky. Trying to be here now. Was the winter of my discontent. I couldn't see the forest. For the trees were dancing. Blowing in the wind. So I had to leave you. The romance is dead,. I don't love you anymore,. That unlocked an imaginary soul.
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The Cat Box: You Never Returned
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A tiny box on the fringe of the internet where words appear. Cat on Google Plus. Wednesday, June 8, 2011. It's been a long time since I posted in this blog.however, I'll be returning to the place that inspired this prose-poem next week, the land of the Cherokee, the rivers of the Tuckaseegee and Natahala. It made me think of this prose poem I wrote a couple of years ago and so I thought I'd bring it up to the top. Dedicated to those left behind on the Trail of Tears. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom).
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The Cat Box: August 2014
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A tiny box on the fringe of the internet where words appear. Cat on Google Plus. Monday, August 25, 2014. Want Ad: Wound to Your Knife. Nutcracker Female Seeking Single White Male:. Lately, I’ve been wondering why my choices in relationship almost always are that guy. Imagine my surprise when the first guy I dated after all those years, turned out to be imbued with the very same flavors! And then we wonder why? If you see yourself in this, please read this incredible article by Shari Shrieber. She let hi...
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The Cat Box: November 2014
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A tiny box on the fringe of the internet where words appear. Cat on Google Plus. Wednesday, November 26, 2014. Self Examination — Thoughts on Personal Branding. Am I a creative force? A cataclysmic clash of fractillian ideas that seem to be most active when I am sitting quietly with a cat on my lap, unable to access any way to write them down so they may find a way into fruition by at least being captured long enough to remember a tiny hair of the original splendor. To be afflicted by fear of judgement.
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The Cat Box: Be quiet, Metaphor
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A tiny box on the fringe of the internet where words appear. Cat on Google Plus. Thursday, May 10, 2012. Be quiet, Metaphor. The romance is dead. At the end of its rope. Its rock has sunk. Numb, without meaning, defunct. My parade is rained on,. Just a grey cloudy sky. Trying to be here now. Was the winter of my discontent. I couldn't see the forest. For the trees were dancing. Blowing in the wind. So I had to leave you. The romance is dead,. I don't love you anymore,. That unlocked an imaginary soul.
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The Cat Box: December 2014
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A tiny box on the fringe of the internet where words appear. Cat on Google Plus. Sunday, December 28, 2014. Christmas at Ben's Tune Up. It’s one of those joyous times when families come together to affirm their love and connection to one another. In theory. 8220;This is the best way to spend Christmas.” The stranger said to me as we warmed our hands around Ben’s Tuneup’s outdoor fire pit on a chilly Christmas night. “Way better than family.”. 8221; the man agreed. It made me think about my travel experie...
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The Cat Box: Christmas at Ben's Tune Up
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A tiny box on the fringe of the internet where words appear. Cat on Google Plus. Sunday, December 28, 2014. Christmas at Ben's Tune Up. It’s one of those joyous times when families come together to affirm their love and connection to one another. In theory. 8220;This is the best way to spend Christmas.” The stranger said to me as we warmed our hands around Ben’s Tuneup’s outdoor fire pit on a chilly Christmas night. “Way better than family.”. 8221; the man agreed. It made me think about my travel experie...
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The Cat Box: February 2011
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A tiny box on the fringe of the internet where words appear. Cat on Google Plus. Sunday, February 13, 2011. Self Portrait - Wedding Day Valentine's Day 1980. A nervous smile paints her face. Her hand grabs the folds. Of satin and lace. Of unicorns and white steeds. How much you thought you knew. Once upon a time. Dusted, rusted and yellowed. A photo in a box. Claire Claire Claire de lune. Subscribe to: Posts (Atom). The Zen Cat Box by Mei. Revealing stories, one photoshoot at a time. From time to time.
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