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[Apr. 16th, 2004|10:48 pm] |
Chess
In this chess game of life
We are but humble pawns
making our way across the
hazy board.
Heads held high, even as
others fall in the battle.
A game filled with unrest
guided by a hand, commanding
the destiny
of each piece
A proud, radiant knight, calling
out against the foe.
The weary, aged king,
For whom we fight the good fight.
But don't be quick in your quarrel
For we, like compliant pawns, have moves to make
before this game ceases. |
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[Feb. 28th, 2004|03:23 pm] |
Scanned some of my drawings from last year's Drawing 1 Sketchbook. They're a bit blurry, because the scanner isn't that great and I resized them, but you can see them all the same..
( Color and black & white... )
I've been reading Lord of the Rings: The Fellowship of the Ring. Its a good book. I've read it once before, but I'm rereading that before I go onto the other two books. I doubt I'll try to write any LOTR fanfiction, though, because I know that I definintely can't write like Tolkein. |
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[Jan. 21st, 2004|01:01 pm] |
skipping school,
rocks in the riverbed
running wild
in the green
no gray dirt
for lonely miles
toes in the sand
blissful, free
fresh ripe berries
bursting with juice
shooting stars in
infinite heavens
walking home
fireflies dancing
one sour, sweet
kiss goodnight.
<3 nicole |
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