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The Picture In My Head
I write to pictures. Sometimes I browse Flickr for ideas. Sometimes it’s a picture I see with my eyes shut. This is what I see right now: A perfect blend of shadow and light rendered the snow leopard invisible as he crept sleek and silent through frosted woods. Where woods broke away to a ball field, he broke into a run, sending powdery snow up in plumes, his lean belly skimming just a feather’s breadth above the ground. Wind ruffled his fur, sang in his ears. The forest thickened on the other side, but it was like welcoming arms closing around him, inviting a companion. He craved the comfort of…
Stardust
You were around before I wasI never thought you’d be gone before I wasI watched your stars reaching for the heavensAnd I mourned with you when they fellMaybe I took you for grantedMaybe you’ll find a way to rise againToday I mourn againWatching Atlantis descendGoodbye NASA This post was written as part of G-Man’s Friday Flash 55. Click here to see what others have written or join the fun yourself.
DNA
Cheetah Face Woman by dreamglowpumpkincat210 on Flickr photosharing She was patchwork She was counterfeit plagiarized poly cotton implanted id She was volatility merged with chaos She’s why neither borrower nor lender should humans be She was gourmet blended DNA She was germinated grafted harvested discarded She was manufactured mammal no one had a taste for She’s why neither borrower nor lender should humans be She was hope in a hopeless form She was too animal to be human too busy clawing her way into her humanity to care too human to let our disapproval matter too full of life to die She will test our humanity through her existence She’s…