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Nora Ibsen
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Thanks Dan, I appreciate the compliment. I thought this was just a very plain way of writing.
November 3
I'm with Bob - I love the way you've gone from light to dark. The imagery is very vivid. Well done.
November 2
Thanks, Kathleen.
November 2
Nice imagery.
November 2
No Cheeky, I'm afraid not, I got it at Pixdaus, where I get most of my images.
November 1
Thanks very much Cheeky, I appreciate it.
November 1
Your prose is super... your images fantastic...!!
November 1
Thank you, CJT, you're right, the picture does really add to the story, doesn't it?
November 1

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A figment of someone's imagination.
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http://themostsplendidday.blogspot.com

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Our Homesick house.

The moon throws a thin light into our homesick house and winter starlight pulls vague shadows over the sun dried sheets, pale reflections of me; crisp lies the moonlight on my pillow.

The dim night beckons, expectant with its bloated moon, but I scorn it and have no will but to lie here, ignoring a string a love struck lights that tremble in the distance.

I heed instead the mindless creatures that scurry over the forest floor; hurrying through their dreamless nights, unfrightened.

Below us, i… Continue

Posted on October 31, 2009 at 3:09pm — 4 Comments

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Echo.

Confused, I run into the light, but when I get there, it is dark and in the air hangs a denial of anyone ever having been there.

I smash myself against the gray walls of your soul.

Your eyes are forbidding and cold and reflect no hope for me.

A scream builds up inside my belly and is doomed to reverberate inside me forever.

My soul lies in my hands, cradled in my fingers and I hold it up to the light.

It trembles from its violent discoveries and I find no pity for it.… Continue

Posted on October 29, 2009 at 7:53am — 4 Comments

Nora Ibsen

A tight blue sky.

In the tight blue summer air a very solitary small white cloud floated as if it was linked to the hands of a child with a thin invisible string.

I lay on my back in the cool grass in the shade of the apple tree in my white with blue dotted summer dress and thought about the things which had brought my common sense in an uproar.

Behind the barbed wire, at the end of the orchard, the Frisian cows grazed steadily in the pasture.

They grazed with their heads all in the same direction, a phenomeno… Continue

Posted on October 27, 2009 at 1:47pm — 16 Comments

Nora Ibsen

Angels



Listen, sometimes there are no angels and the feathered wings that fold around your head and shield your eyes forsake us daily.

We tilt and balance on the balls of our feet, while we are naked and humanity's breath turns us mostly to the east.

Then we face the people who have gathered there and is… Continue

Posted on October 26, 2009 at 2:54pm — 14 Comments

Nora Ibsen

Unleaded.



There was an aching feeling in his stomach as she slipped her wet lips around his battered, dented pencil.

She hummed while she chewed it absentmindedly and muttered soft, incoherent words.

When she tightened her jaw, beads of sweat appeared on both their foreheads, and as she bit d… Continue

Posted on October 26, 2009 at 2:30pm — 8 Comments

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At 2:53pm on October 23, 2009, quin browne said…
nora... i've keep missing you when you are online!
At 12:20pm on October 18, 2009, Ann Mintz said…
Thanks for inspiring me to do some sixes about my dogs-- I just posted the first. I really appreciate your support, encouragement and inspiration.
At 2:46pm on October 17, 2009, Ann Mintz said…
Thanks, Nora. I always think its sad when love turns to anger.....
At 10:11am on October 2, 2009, Mary Mills said…
The Grift River runs through Amersfoort and the Gelderse Vallei area of the Netherlands.
At 8:17pm on October 1, 2009, Mary Mills said…
Where in the Netherlands do you live? My maiden name is van de grift so I assume my ancestors lived in the region near the Grift river. I spent a few days in Amsterdam many years ago. Nice place.
At 7:18pm on October 1, 2009, Mary Mills said…
Thanks for informing me about the Mexican flu.
At 9:04am on September 20, 2009, lifeisbeautiful03 said…
well said....!
At 6:35am on September 19, 2009, lifeisbeautiful03 said…
No 1 can b invisible behind a mask....mask is just a thing which hides your face temp it can never change or deform which lies behind it...
i believe writing is just not words forming sentences they describe you.choice of words says a lot about the person using it.i cant say that i know you completely but i can say that you have a beautiful mind ...
At 9:51pm on September 10, 2009, Mark A. Kuchta said…
I completely understand and I was afraid that my comment didn't come out well, if it didn't I apologize. Thank you for accepting my request, I'm honored to be you 6S friend. Best Wishes! I really like the art work that you picked as your avatar.
At 12:21pm on September 10, 2009, Mark A. Kuchta said…
I'm not the sharpest pike in front of the castle but did you used to be Irene? If either of you would like to be my friend I would like to send a request. I really enjoy your input! Very Best Wishes.
 
 

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