"hushlily"
{ part of the 'sundays spent' collection }









There, the tips of their fingers
( prodding the battleship sky




gray, blue, or


an ge ) trees will tell; snow-fallen day
,thine forest is Green
sunlight pristine
her tassels golden lavender
and soapy white
.underbrush hush-hush like the rose in your blush




oh, oh, dear...


it seems our conversation is no longer private, (though no
words can be used against us for they,
were

not


spoken)



She enters silently, padding her tiptoes across the hardwood

cold.hollow.





ss oo uu nn dd ss reverberate
by
ones
and twos
how quickly She closes the curtains
on us just a



little
more time, we (ask, as our hands
diverge to conceal the evidence
)


we will wait for Her (reflection)(noitcelfer) reh rof tiaw lliw ew
to
f
a
d
e



from my love-ly vase of lilies. “Truth or dare?” I inquire.


She does not respond.

introduction &




so i'm kimberly.
and this is my blog, "inventions."
this is where i write my songs
and post pictures of paintings that i do.
that's why it's called "inventions."
(trickkkky shit, i know.)
i write a lot of random things here,
so please excuse the lack of explanation for my suckage at literature.
suckage.
alas, what poor diction i have.
i guess that's all part of being a teenager.
if you don't care about any of this kind of stuff,
then go to my other blog, called "umbrellas". it'll be up soon i hope.
that's where i post my stupidity:
"so today i had a geometry test and failed. band tonight. kbye."
mmmm, what more could you possible want.
ha, by the way, i speak korean..
so some of this might be in korean.
*wooo*
okay, now that you know what this is all about,
i should probably get working on writing some stuff for this.
if you want to see more writing, go to my aim profile.
screename: missxsaltine OR savethetrees99

myspace?
gotcha? chchyea.
goodnight