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The drug swims through my veins, tickling my organs, and relaxing my limbs. I feel myself fall backwards but I don’t hit the hard ground, I float instead. I am surrounded by the sky, above me, below me, around me. I watch as the clouds glide by in the shape of pigs and dragons. It is so calm and beautiful and peaceful. This is amazing. I am somewhere else, somewhere both new and familiar, and there is not a worry on my mind. I don’t think until I start to fall from the sky and my body slams against the ground.
– Ermisenda Alvarez
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A picture of peace and tranquility, A thought floating in time, One with the universe, Releasing anxiety and secumming to calm.
Hmmm how relaxing. 🙂
I feel the relaxed state and the slam against the ground hurt.
Awesome.
I really wanted to create that contrast. 🙂
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Hi 🙂 Here’s my butterfly: https://ladyleemanila.wordpress.com/2015/03/15/butterfly-picture-it-write/
Beautifully written poetry 😉
What a sweet poem. I really liked this line – “Typography gets me down, but lets me fly”. Thanks for contributing, my lady!
The peace and sublimity of a bird, floating as freely as the clouds ~
Here is my effort for the week ~ Have a great week~ 🙂
https://johnandmargaret1607.wordpress.com/?p=3113
Here is the link to my effort ~ Peace ~ 🙂
Oooh, I like the imagery of the vision shattering like glass. Powerful ending. Thanks for joining in again, John!
This week’s contribution
http://scraps-from-life.blogspot.com/2015/03/taste-of-sleep.html
A super poetic response ~ 🙂
Argh. I can’t imagine how horrible something like having constant nightmares must be or insomnia. I love sleep and I relish in it’s calm. I liked how you saw a more sinister story in something so peaceful, Ruby!
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Love this post!!
Here’s mine 🙂 https://authormercedes.wordpress.com/2015/03/15/swimming-in-the-sky/
Mmm… to swim in the sky. I love that description. Thanks for contributing this week, Mercedes!
He lay in the water, its cold bit sapping the heat from his body.
They told him it wasn’t heaven, he agreed with that, he didn’t agree that it was the future like they said, this was more like hell. He had died and now he was there, brought back by technologies beyond his imagination, every moment, every waking moment, filled with memories of what happened. Too much to cope, too much to live with.
He had tried before, but they had been too quick. They gave him harsh rebuttals and soothing words, told him not to do it again, then they let him go.
Now he was out in he ocean, as far away as he could get. They may not get to him in time, not this time.
As the strength flowed away one last thought flickered through his mind. What if they brought him back again?
Interesting sci-fi plot (at least it reads to me like that). It intrigues me. Tell me more! 😀 Thanks for contributing, Joe. 🙂
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Here is my entry! Hope you have a great week! 🙂
http://wp.me/p1yMbO-2is
I loved this line “Watching the ground absorb the water and following the footprints in the mud.” Really visual descriptions. Stunning. Thanks for sharing your creative mind with us Meghan!
John floated along while watching the earth spin below. He may have been dead but he was not sure because he had never died before. He only faintly remembered his worries; his car needed new brakes, he had a vacation planned, and his career was blossoming into the rest of his life which was a wonderfully a constructed empty pyramid. He cannot drive here, this slightly resembled a vacation, and if he was dead he would not need a career. What’s a person to do in such circumstance? With every care and concern that mattered now melting like sandcastles succumbing to an ocean tide, John decided that this was a better life if it were. He was looking up at the earth as it rose away in a muffled jet stream of silence. The ping of a bell rang and he awoke on-board his flight to Memphis. “Mmmm” thought John, “I wonder if we are having bar-b-que for lunch today.” A kid kicked his seat from behind.
It’s interesting how quickly our major concerns can become meaningless. A powerful dream!