jvriesema
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| Type | Title | Author | Replies | Last updated |
|---|---|---|---|---|
| Story | Sliver of a water molecule | jvriesema | 2 | 13 years 8 months ago |
| Story | reykjavik grey | jvriesema | 5 | 17 years 1 week ago |
My stories
life stillness
So many vowels, consonants, and words strung together to express thoughts that only emotion bespeaks... Stillness, faces caught in a ghostly moment;
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- 353 reads
Karl..1986
In iceland, the wind carried the drift of morning coffee from your window on pingholstraetti street; the blue of the building melting into the winter sky. The walk up the hill to your door
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- 593 reads
in conversation
In conversations, your words stand still absorbing syllables at dinner under chandeliers that shed prisms of candlelight upon factory woven threads of linen while waiters serve
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- 306 reads
the last before blue
In the early morning hours, words fall like snow against all of the impossibilities,. Church bells ring. Its 2 a.m. Odd how the hours find the memories of frost and keats.
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- 454 reads
mourning
Sun-morning, Sun-mourning. The sky still breathes when cooling wind becomes a composition. Time holds still whilst violins echo in the beginning of a summers day.
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- 270 reads