~SpiritFingers

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Lightning Strike

Oct 23, 2010, 12:43:23 AM by ~SpiritFingers
Literature / Poetry / Emotional / Free Verse

^{Then she started laughing
as if she could see the lightning strike.
It fell down from some high point and
crashed through her body,
illuminating all the dark places in her eyes.

Stumbling to her feet,
she gained her balance
like it was the first time,
like there was no way she could fall.
She laughed and laughed, and wiped her face clean.
With tears on her fingers,
she raised both hands into the winter sky.

People are good! she screamed,
and her face flushed red.
Her words, normally,
hung like dead things in the air
And now they rushed around her
Through her fingers, on wings
Like water, like prayer
Flowing through a universe that
For one moment

Held
its
breath

It would've been the best moment to die
Because she had never felt so alive.

Then the moment passed.
The world kept turning,
her words fell flat again,
and the lightning faded from her eyes.

People are good, she whispered
and wept with abandon.
There is love in the world,
she had seen it, in that moment
when the lightning fell.
And she knew,
If the world could stop spinning,
just for one moment

Maybe
Just maybe}

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The Big Picture They told me to look at the big picture,
but don't they know
that it takes years to walk that far?

In seventy more or so,
I might be able
to stare in fascination,
take in every color
and texture and at last
realize the grand meaning
of all things.

I would look down at my hands
wonder how they did it all,
touch every callous
and know what I gave
and what it took—
because there is a difference.

My eyes are too close to the canvas,
the tip of my nose in the paint
This shade of purple looks more like a bruise
or is that a mirror I'm looking into?

I back up
step by step
and I look
but at the moment
theThe Big Picture by ~SpiritFingers

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Bed of Roses I fall asleep
in the same bed
every night
for the last ten years.

I have cried, laughed,
bled, and slept in this bed.

I'm sure it has a smell.
By now, I'm sure it has a soul.

The bed creaks,
but it never breathes
a word.

It knows my secrets.
It carries them

like it carries my curves,
my weight,
and my mind.

But the damn thing is old
and I wake up
aching.

Which just goes to show:
the more you love a thing,
the more it hurts you.Bed of Roses by ~SpiritFingers

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Face of a Monster My father has the face
of a monster.
So he grins and smiles
his smooth
and dull teeth
as if to say, Do you see?
No fangs.

An upward tug of his lips,
a flash of good humor,
and the monster melts away.
It was a shadow. Don't you see?
This man is charming.

Forget I am a monster
his smile says.
It transforms his face,
it does not change the man.

I have my father's face,
I do not have his heart.
Mine bleeds, and so suddenly
my smile fades and is gone.
All they see is my face,
and what my father gave to me.

There goes a monster.
Don't go near her,
there goes a beast.

I smile and I reap kindness
from the hFace of a Monster by ~SpiritFingers

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Kiss It All Better I felt cold and out of breath, like at any moment, my heart was going to burst. "I'm not ready," the words tumbled out of my mouth before I felt the meaning of them thrum and vibrate through every nerve under my skin. Tears fell from my eyes, soft and hot to counter the chill running down my spine.

She sat down across from me, and her hand rose like she would wipe the tears from my cheek but she paused, smiled, and let her hands fall back to her purse. "I brought you something," and she pulled a small box from her purse. A bow was clumsily tied around it. She pulled it off and flung it aside, flustered like she was embarrassed she had tried Kiss It All Better by ~SpiritFingers

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Define "Irony"

6 days, 11 hours ago by ~SpiritFingers
Journals / Personal

^{Irony noun, plural ironies

posting a comeback journal just in time for your computer to crash completely, putting you off of the internet for almost three months. See also cosmic humor, cruel fate, karmic balance.

On the other hand, I've almost caught up on all those books I got for christmas.

In short, I had every intention to slip back into the dA society, not just confirm my continuing pulse and then fuck off into the night which is what happened unfortunately. I'd been having computer bugs for a while and then one friday afternoon, I started Sherlock up (yes, my computer was named Sherlock) and he just wasn't having it. I wiped everything, having made sure to back up everything only a few weeks earlier, so luckily, I didn't lose anything. I set up the computer again on XP, only I didn't have the driver for my wireless card. I visited my family in April so I figured I'd have my brother help me download the drivers I need. Only, when I told my dad, he took a moment, thought about it, and suggested we rebuild my computer entirely. I protested, I only needed the driver for my wireless card, I didn't need to change everything- "It'll make your computer run faster," he told me, and I agreed to the venture. Unfortunately, you should never try to build a computer if you are not the computer savvy person telling you that you should put it together. I got home to Colorado, put everything together, and it just... wouldn't... work. Frustrating, infuriating, knuckle-cracking and teeth-grinding galore.

I very rarely get to go online these days, and for someone who used to get the internet junkie itch after a day of no online connection, it's been strangely freeing. Lonely, yes, but I've been reconnecting with my books and my imagination so it's had a few positives. I can't promise any sort of return while my computer continues out of commission but I finally got a chance to at least tell you why I've been gone.

Still miss you all. Still writing. Still a goddamned sassy hippo sashaying through life.

Walking the offline trail,

Spirit}

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~AvatarOfIx Apr 11, 2012

'Allo, Spirit.

Been a while.

--
But I think rain is wet, so who am I to judge?

*proudeyesneverlie Mar 20, 2012

hey, darlin'.

just wanted to leave this here... if you're ever feeling sad, this is a surefire way to jar you out of that sadness.

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*proudeyesneverlie Mar 8, 2012

hey, stranger, thanks for the favourite.

love your tagline, by the way. made me laugh.

~perfect-impurfektion Oct 25, 2011

_{I miss your face.}

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