J’ai glissé une marguerite dans le canon de ton escopette. Pendu mon jupon blanc au pan de ta baïonnette… Cette guerre est une pure invention de ta tête. Pauvre Don QuiChuchotte, tu vois des vautours dans les yeux des fauvettes… .
This is just too cute not to be shared! Make these children’s day, and send them a little postcard from your corner of the world! I know I will… I have a big favour to ask from you all. A friend of mine has a child in nursery and they are asking for a letter.…… Continue reading Join the International Gingerbread Man Club!!
The ant is knowing and wise. But it doesn’t know enough to take a vacation! -Clarence Day (This quote just made me smile… A lot) If you want to know what After Eight Moments are about, click here. Description for the visually impaired; Close up on a tree’s bark… With bits and pieces…… Continue reading After Eight Moments…
I missed a call from Denmark today. A phone call. I was in the bathroom, and I couldn’t get to my phone before the voice mail picked up. When I checked, there was no pending message. I recognized the country code right away. 45. My heart skipped a beat. I didn’t know the rest of…… Continue reading Missed call…
Never look a tulip in the eye… Lulu If you want to know what After Eight Moments are about, click here. Description for the visually impaired; Close up on two fully bloomed tulips, petals flashy red fading on a warm yellow.
As bloggers, we seek attention. Not all in the same extent, of course. And we don’t all work as hard to pull the spotlight on us, but we all share this need to be known. If you are thinking “I don’t need attention” right now, tell me… Honestly, why do you publish your ideas…… Continue reading Go viral? Thanks, but no thanks!
Let the liquor pour, and dim the light. Don’t mind me as I wrap my scarred skin in shadows, drawing my darkest secrets, like crow feathers tatooed across my wrists and ankles, memories of the cuffs I wore for too long. Let the wine flow, and hope I learnt how to swim somewhere along…… Continue reading Fill my cup…
Previously posted August 7th, 2016. She was lying in the tall hay, eyes closed, open minded… What is summer…? It might have slipped from her lips. Or his, had he been there. But she was alone, with her thoughts, resting in the field, her skin offered to the sun. What is summer…? Summer is…… Continue reading Cicada song…
So… Are you going to accept my friend-request or not, now? Had it been a year already? She had the same stomach butterfly feeling. The same wet palms, the same stupid smile on her face, as when he had found her first, through internet’s warrens. She hadn’t had the most quiet, tranquile life so…… Continue reading Delete? – Part 3
Flowers taught me a lesson; Never postpone enjoying the beauty of life! If you want to know what After Eight Moments are about, click here. Description for the visually impaired; Three white tulips, with a close up on one fully bloomed, with a bright yellow center, fading lightly on its snow-white petals.
