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Latest Blog Posts for Cranberry Scrolls: writings, poetry, and pennies for thought.
- GrandeurWithout the waves of glory we shall never view the seaVoid of leafy spice we shall never taste the teaThe risk, the change, the grandeurStill when wandering lost never felt so sureWith a twirling dive explore this glorious seaAnd with a smi...
- Story Beginnings... Only the whisper of a breeze could be felt against her skin as she lay with eyes closed, half asleep among the violet cushions. Dawn was breaking, showering her nakedness with golden sunlig...
- Why am I?Everyone is always pondering the question, “Who am I?” We are told to be unique, to be ourselves, but in this search for our true selves, we often feel more lost than before; how many of us has stumbled when asked to describe ourselves? Perhaps w...
- Emotional AddictionAnger. Fear. Frustration.Addictive thoughts that cloud the mindNot focus, but entrancementA growing force without controlShadows gripping at your heartAnger. Fear. Frustration.Drugs that keep you searchingWallowing in delightful miseryLost forever in...
- Lovecraft Quote"That is not dead which can eternal lie. And with strange aeons even death may die." ...
- Forget the Author, Be a Readeron Jun 1, 2010 in art creativity Robert interpretation author reading Death of the Author writing BarthesWhat is it about the poem, the story, or even the essay that makes us wonder what the author wants us to get from her text? We are constantly searching for meaning-- for an answer where there is not even a question. This holds true also with art. How...
- Mechanical WorldSometimes I see myself floatingDriven forward by what is not meIs this what others feel?Mechanics and flesh in imperfect unionPilots watching the windows, but not gripping the wheelThoughts do twist and wanderThough the flesh is blank as river stoneH...
- No Chains, No Freedom: Panopticism You find yourself in darkness. Heavy chains around your ankles hold you to the floor. The air is damp and cold. If you squint, you can just barely see the bars around you and the other human forms in the cells...
- Eyes of the SeaFeeling so cursedAll energy lostAbsently upward I glancePiercing blue meets meRolling seas reflectedFrom eyes to eyesBoth slowly and suddenlyI find remembranceThat still there is oneSomeone who caresAnd hopes to see moreA person who lovesAnd dar...
- Proverbs of the RoseIt is better to be an ugly rose than a beautiful weed…A rose may lose herself, but all things can, once again, be found…The dandelion may be found and plucked with ease, but rose, for all its thorns, holds the greatest rewards…A dandelion may g...
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