I think I can be more at ease when I can wake up in the morning and see your face in front of me. To be close and warm and happy in your presence. I have never loved someone so much as I do for you. I didn't think I had enough love in my heart left to give. You make me smile when I feel down, and you keep me grounded when I want to fly away. You are my stronghold, you make me feel more confident in myself when I lack the self-esteem. You tell me I am beautiful, and that I make you happy with everything I do, even when I dont notice what I did. I love to make you laugh and smile.
(a story I am writing to pass the time and keep my mind working)
Blue Eyes
By Kim Palmer
Wolf Song
If you talk to the animals
They will talk with you
And you will know each other.
If you do not talk to them
You will not know them,
And what you do not know
You will fear.
What one fears
One destroys.
Chief Dan George
Chapter 1: Reunion and Reflection
I sit down in the brightness of the sun, with a smile upon my face. My focus is upon Nekyia. She is pouncing and prancing about in the freshly fallen snow. If it weren’t for her piercing blue eyes, she would fade and vanish into the white surroundings. The ground glistens and flickers as the sunlight gently kisses the snow. Nekyia’s eyes illuminates with happiness. She is excited and pleased to see me again. She comes towards me slowly with her head bowed, wanting to know if it is all right to sprawl out in my lap. I wave my hands in a welcoming motion, reassuring her that it is okay. She meets my face with a soft nuzzle and warm lick of her tongue upon my cold, red cheek. It was a long time ago that she had once lived with me. She was a tiny, orphaned wolf cub, shivering and hungry when I came upon her hiking through the woods on my 25-acre estate.
The leaves of the giant oak trees and maple were just starting to transform into their eclectic array of warm colors. It was the beginning of autumn. A metamorphous of brilliant reds, splattered with yellow and orange, with a tinge of green consumed my property. I had just left my house, zipping up my black hooded jacket. I packed a small lunch, and stuffed it into my trail bag along with bottled water. It was still warm outside, but a chill still nipped the air.
A half hour had passed when I finally reached a clearing on the trail. I found a large boulder underneath a tall, withered pine. . It seemed to be a nice, quiet place to stop and eat. I sat down, and grabbed my sandwich. Letting out a happy sigh, I then started eating. No sooner then I went back for a second bite, a cry filled my ears. It wasn’t a cry I was used to hearing. I jumped to my feet in search of where the sound was coming from. It was much like a puppy’s cry. “ Who in the hell would abandon a puppy out here on my property?” All these horrible thoughts and vision kept running through my mind. Behind a small bush, a few feet away from where I was sitting, was where the cry seemed to be coming from. My adrenaline started to ease when I found a small, white puppy. It must not have been a week old, its eyes and ears weren’t fully opened. I picked up the tiny mass of white fur and cuddled it close to my chest underneath my jacket. I grabbed my bag and raced home as quickly as I could.
Nekyia smiled gratefully, as I stroked her slightly swollen stomach. She was 2 months pregnant. I carefully palpated her abdomen, finding a few round masses in both uterine horns. I was hoping for a big, healthy litter. I expected Nekyia to be an excellent mother. Jessie, my black standard poodle, who had recently passed away, helped raise Nekyia. She learned from the best! Jessie was like the Matriarch of all my dogs. She taught every young dog that came into our family respect and discipline. Nekyia has helped fill that void when Jessie passed.
Dream
Raising her voice to the silence of the night sky, she call out in a melencholy song that reaches far beyond the spiritual realm of the snow-filled forest. In her single howl, there are the voies of many, the kindred spirits which reside deep within the soul and beating heart of every wolf. She travels wearily alone, in search of something she desperately needs......
A story inspired by my weird dreams
Getting ready for Thanksgiving..
Im so thankful this year......Im thankful that my father is home....alive and healthy to celebrate with my mother and I........I almost lost my father last year around this time........We never really found out what he had........my he got very sick........Hi
And another thing I am thankful for *blushy* is meeting [hji]......and falling in love.......yep
-My Theory for Training Horses -
I have three simple rules for training horses: You...
1. Tell a gelding (castrated male).
2. Ask a mare.
And...
3. Discuss it with a stallion
Im presently working on a great love poem for [hji]........Im gonna use all my resources....a
hmmmm.......he
Questionable Reality
Are we all wandering spirits upon this dismal orb? To walk in endless pain and suffering, just to end up where we've started.
Circling, upon circling, never knowing what else to do, because we accept what we've been taught, not what there is to experience.
Are we really that naive, virgins to society. No one dares to pursue where their curiousity may lead them.
We just stay in the same, drab existence, not straying from the path thats been laid out before us.
Passionate desires, wildly tangled within my heart. Feelings of want and need for you cannot be subdued. Longingly thirsting the taste of your kisses, and the scent of your presence. My mind is a whirlwind of thoughts I cannot surpress. My cries for your love can no longer put me to sleep. I can invision you near, yet, not able to touch. Words cannot express my utmost feelings, wishes, and dreams.
*sighes* Another one I can finish! ERRRR!
I have finally found love within your eyes;
No more fear, there is strentgh in my heart which resides;
I await the gentle touch of your lips that will kiss my tears away;
*sighes* Yet another sappy poem that I cannot finish. Frank, I need some more inspiration. I can't seem to write anything lately, Im going through another dry spell. I want to finish a poem so I can post it on the wiki *sighes* ^_^
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You are on my mind
Every morning and every night
It is you that I find
That makes my days so bright
Your words envoke a smile
Your carisma so gentle and sweey
I dream of you all the while
Awaiting the day we meet
My heart warms everytime you...
Say how much you love me
I feel the same way too
With you, I want to be
To see, to hear, to feel your embrace
And know that you are really there
Its enough for me to touch your face
And to know how much you really care
Not quite finished, but tell me what you think. And of course, I give thanks to [hji] for inspiring me to write again!
Its been a very busy weekend, and I've got three weeks to go before I move. I'm looking for a new job, because the one I have right now doesn't stimulate my brain enough. My skill is with the computer, not dishes. *sighes*. Ive been so busy packing boxes and working, I havent had any time to go riding or talk to anybody. SUCH IS LIFE!
This would be my first entry in a long time, and I don't have much to say. Just waiting around for my [hji], and drawing to pass the time. Can't wait to watch Inuyasha tonight!!
Well, Im still rather new at this whole "elftown" thing. I hope that I can figure out what to do. I have to find time in my very hectic schedule to scan my stuff and have them updated on my page. I would really like to become part of elfwood, but like I said before, "got to find the time"! I wonder if I should write some poetry or stories and post them on here, hmmmmmmm.... Would people care to come read them. Probably not, but what the hell! Well, signing out! Au voir!