I'm Coyote Too, the Trickster. My intentions are good, but I don't always leave well enough alone. Watch your fingers, you may get burned.
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I tweeted this in the morning, when I was feeling a little drained and overwhelmed, and more than a little like I had no solid place to stand.
Some work their way through forests dark, tree to tree over tangled roots.
Others rest in gladed peace, drawing strength from midday sun.
I stand in brambles and dusky shadow, watching ghostly figures pass.
Behind is sun-dappled safety, but I fear the fading path.
If I reach out my hand, will I drown in the dark?
I tweeted this short piece as I was heading back north from a roadtrip that had taken me from Massachusetts to Florida and New Orleans, with a few stops in-between. The short form (restricted to 140 characters) resulted in something a little more melodramatic that I felt, but it captured some of what I saw. It's a hard time for a lot of people, both financially and emotionally. It was a wonderful trip, and I met (and almost met) many people I've wanted to see, but still it's had a touch of sadness.
I dreamt of walks; wooded streams, thoughtful words.
I sought love; gentle agape, passionate eros.
I found sadness; the fear of dying alone.
This was my July 10th entry into @SensualStories #Journaling Game. You can see the original post on her web site. People on Twitter submit phrases, which she posts. Then anyone who feels inclined can write a short piece using one of the phrases. The stories are posted on her website for comment. Most, but not all, the stories are somewhat erotic, but it's a great writing exercise, especially if you're trying to get back into the flow of writing stories. The phrase was, "theres a shadow just behind me, shrouding every step I take", from "Sober" by Tool, submitted by @purplehayz.
The rain fell softly on the leaves above me. Nature’s odd hold on time still left a few minutes respite before they reached the forest floor. Later, when the clouds…
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