‘Twas the day after Christmas and all through the house,
Not a creature was stirring, the family was out.
Woke up at 6:00. Left @ 6:30 – Gone Shreddin. Love Kelly. Call meh for da plan. High 4!
The stockings were emptied, what remained were the hooks,
The only memory of Santa had been read in books. Continue reading
Let the Friday fun begin – with a “flash photo.”
The crowd hit the forest’s dance floor as they swayed in the melodic wind. A gnarly aspen bumps and grinds the twisted two-some while wearing a toothy grin.
You never know what you’ll find when looking for adventure in Colorado…
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Self portrait by S. Lindau
The girl on the page was sullen.
She had so much to give
And so much to do.
She followed the whims of the author,
Who took her to task,
Forced her to go through,
The fantasies that surrounded
The world in her head;
The dreams that she knew.
But the girl planned a way to confound her.
She imbedded a thought
That created the truth.
She broke through the chains that confined her.
No longer was held
As the author’s keys fell.
So she took control of the author
And told her that she
Would rather be free.
To live her life out in the open
Where she could be heard.
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