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Dagger
If I tell you this
Then it's true.
Eighteen came and went
And left me in it's wake.
Not alone and not asleep.
And my choices are mine to make.
Holly Gardner
spring 2017
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Literature
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Fiji through a wormhole
to get nicely toasted
and sleep for three days
or maybe four
and have sex for
almost as long
they're not so normal
i remind myself
they just dress that way
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It's Like Climbing A Tree
It's like climbing a tree.
   You touch the bark.
     You notice it's scars or lack of them.
       And then you look up into the sunlit leaves.
    You've been playing in the yard all day since morning.
         You grab a limb and pull yourself up,
                                         and up.
                                  You feel the wind blowing now.
                                      The limbs creak. And suddenly you look down.
                                              And the ground is half a
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The Bridge
To do or not to
That question and more.
Michael and the dragon
And something blowing in on a sweet desert wind.
My love to all of you the kind - and lucky me -
To those who've loved with patience and such congenial folly.
My love to those who've strengthened me and protected me despite
And also to those who cross the bridge and bless the vampire even in darkest night.
Holly Gardner 
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Mojave Dreams
All of the sweet Mojave dreams.
And the sun beats down on 
The beautiful baked ground
On my wishes and memories and the hot sand.
It sleeps at night and dreams of simple things
And is awakened in the morning by the fiery ball that lights
The smooth rocks, water an ancient memory.
They furnish the night and the great uncluttered darkness
Inviting travelers and heroes to awaken
And journey to the heart of the desert.
Campers stop for the night
Sleeping with the ghosts of the west.
Holly Gardner
Aug. 18 2016
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Literature
Snakes and Snow
I went to bed in my upstairs room
The lamp lighting everything with it's glow.
I pulled the blankets up and shivered until
I got warm and fell comfortably into the dark.
But somewhere near three o'clock
I was awakened by snakes as thick as electrical cables
Hissing and slipping one over another
Inside my blankets.
It had snowed.
And as the snakes danced
I fell back into my rest
My body lying in a Japanese garden filled with snow.
Holly Gardner
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Literature
A Lie or a Daydream
She threw her shoe at the minister.
Which I do not recommend.
But some things are
A lie, a daydream or a blend.
I believe in love.
And that much is exact.
But it may be something that happens
When you stop listening to the pack.
Sunny days are fun.
And white dress days so full of wishes.
But love will wait I think.
You know it's not about who does the dishes.
Holly Gardner
 
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If I tell you this
Then it's true.
Eighteen came and went
And left me in it's wake.
Not alone and not asleep.
And my choices are mine to make.

Holly Gardner
spring 2017
Fiji through a wormhole

to get nicely toasted
and sleep for three days
or maybe four
and have sex for
almost as long
they're not so normal
i remind myself
they just dress that way
It's like climbing a tree.
   You touch the bark.
     You notice it's scars or lack of them.
       And then you look up into the sunlit leaves.
    You've been playing in the yard all day since morning.
         You grab a limb and pull yourself up,
                                         and up.
                                  You feel the wind blowing now.
                                      The limbs creak. And suddenly you look down.
                                              And the ground is half a mile below.



Holly
To do or not to
That question and more.
Michael and the dragon
And something blowing in on a sweet desert wind.

My love to all of you the kind - and lucky me -
To those who've loved with patience and such congenial folly.
My love to those who've strengthened me and protected me despite
And also to those who cross the bridge and bless the vampire even in darkest night.

Holly Gardner 
All of the sweet Mojave dreams.
And the sun beats down on 
The beautiful baked ground
On my wishes and memories and the hot sand.

It sleeps at night and dreams of simple things
And is awakened in the morning by the fiery ball that lights
The smooth rocks, water an ancient memory.
They furnish the night and the great uncluttered darkness

Inviting travelers and heroes to awaken
And journey to the heart of the desert.
Campers stop for the night
Sleeping with the ghosts of the west.

Holly Gardner

Aug. 18 2016

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TheEvilOvelords Featured By Owner Jan 3, 2017  Hobbyist General Artist
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TheEvilOvelords Featured By Owner Sep 27, 2016  Hobbyist General Artist

Thanks for joining our group! :D
May we be graced by your presence for a long time :meow:

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