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A Puzzle piece, IA tiny filament of carbonA Puzzle piece, I by Rashavarak
I twist the cap of a steel tube
and it it flares into light
With or without me, it illuminates
with or without me, it protects a path
a small arrow of magnet
I turn to face the northern sky
and it reaches for a star far away
With or without me, it directs
with or without me, it sets an orientation
A gaze of dreaming hope
I reach to know your dream
and I fall short of knowing
With or without me, you continue
with or without me, you create your goal
A breath of daring hope
I glance at your profile glowing
and I commit it to forever
With or without me, it sustains
Revelation On An Autumn LakeOn a branch of a tree long fallen, reaching just over the surface of a late Autumn lake, we sat, she and I, shoeless and with caps on. Even the bark of the old man wore a path of our feet, my favorite place to share with mayflies, clouds and her.Revelation On An Autumn Lake by Rashavarak
"You know, I had a dream last night," I mused.
"What do you mean?" I was surprised. She laughed a little.
"You just told me so. Okay, let me guess. In this dream, you were running. Running down our path to the tree, and you kept losing your hat and had to pick it up all the time until you got here..... right?"
I nodded, stunned.
"But I wasn't here, and you couldn't go back home in case I returned, and couldn't stay without me."
Things were getting blurry, my chest began to hurt. "Where were you?"
"Dip your foot in the water. The whole foot, at once. Feels like cold blue lightning! Close your eyes, listen to that dragonfly above the ripples, they make it sound like dozens!"
The Long Mirror, Vol 4, The Long MirrorIt wasn't until I looked at meThe Long Mirror, Vol 4, The Long Mirror by Rashavarak
Looking back at me remembering what I'd be
so long ago
Drifting into whist
when I should have been paying attention in class
When I should have been planning a path to success
paving a drive to destination
Instead, I polished a mirror that I would face,
my face in a glass reaching long into me
my gaze going far into the now when I reflect
back to those eyes.
And in my eyes I see....
My father's determination
My grandfather's easy laugh
Their pictures, frames carefully dusted
Look back at me
Into my Long Mirror
and I am simply
The Long Mirror, Vol 4, LinesI travelled alongThe Long Mirror, Vol 4, Lines by Rashavarak
the lines in my palms
worn there by the toys I've broken
By the hands that I've shaken
the tools I've used
weapons I've wielded
fists I've made
By the holds I've offered
and been offered.
Etched into me by simply existing, I follow the lines of my life, as they continue to sculpt me, in lines on my face my eyes my heart.
The details of me are me, and when I hold your hand, our details meet.
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Thanks to for my ID. ^_^ Me happy.
OKAY!! No takers on the points thing. SO....
Just for my own enjoyment (and hopefully others), I welcome anyone else's interpretation of my OC, Kellen. It's just an artistic sharing, and kind of a creative challenge.
===== THIS CAN BE DRAWING, PROSE, MUSIC -- ANYTHING. =====
The references, such as they are, can be found in my rashavarak.deviantart.com/gall… folder, also fav.me/d6urdpt and fav.me/d6uffm0
....leaves a lot of room for interpretation, I know, but that's the point. SO, I just thought it would be neat to see other people's interpretations of Kellen.
I will feature a gallery of all submissions. C'mon. She's like cute and cool and stuff.
===== DARE YOU!!!! =========