Entries By De Rop
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flare
It has been ages. I lit my first. It took fire, took off and flew straight back at me. It buried itself inside my coat and burned a hole my mother would undoubtably notice. She went ballistic.
Posted By De Rop On 11.20.2011 @ 2:00 am
sacrifice
I have no memory. It died when you left this earth and then, time stopped. I could not believe that you would depart so soon. Did you do it for us ? Did you give up your time so we would have more ? I love you the more for it.
Posted By De Rop On 10.29.2011 @ 11:26 am
awakening
There have been times when my bed could not hold me longer than until 6 am. Times have change. It takes at least until 9 am until I can really see my surroundings. Problem is, I arrive at work at 8 am. Don’t ask.
Posted By De Rop On 10.24.2011 @ 12:48 am
comfort
I don’t care for, I don’t wish. I only dream. That is where I look for my good times. In daydreams that is where I reside most of the time. When I’m in my comfortable chair, feet up, glass of port wine in hand. Let nobody awaken me from my dream.
Posted By De Rop On 10.23.2011 @ 9:48 am
dull
No, that cannot be it. The dream I had last night cannot be the real life. Can it ? There simply is no way I can cram all of that in the time I have ahead of me. I’m not like that. I don’t fill my time with life’s most precious passtimes.
Posted By De Rop On 10.17.2011 @ 11:58 am
mystery
The low light, wrapped the surroundings in a deep shadow. From the dark, a hooded figure emerged. He cast a glance at the car and frowned. Then, he reached under the hood and in his hand, he was holding
Posted By De Rop On 10.08.2011 @ 1:21 pm
prosperous
Rarely has it been so. Never having to think about the cost. Never having to worry if the food of the next day would be possible to acquire. Rarely has it been so. Not one hundred years ago, people had to make ends meet. Or do they still?
Posted By De Rop On 10.07.2011 @ 12:43 pm
edge
The day has barely started. Today, we head off to the market. The yearly market. I feel tight, nervous. I don’t know why, but the prospect of being in such a busy place makes me feel strained.
Posted By De Rop On 10.02.2011 @ 11:27 pm
braid
He loved her. With all his heart. How was it possible that her hair smelled so good. Like the morning breeze. He could not recall ever having smelled anything just like that.
Posted By De Rop On 10.02.2011 @ 1:06 am
pressed
It has been ages. My mother reminds me I should iron my trousers. The day before the wedding, I had to remind myself to do that particular job. How many times had I heard my Mother say. Here’s you’re trousers, I pressed them.
Posted By De Rop On 09.25.2011 @ 11:31 am
preoccupied
It happened many times. My wife would explain to me in great detail, the things that had happened to her. Her single mistake was, to do that while I was watching TV. A little piece of advice to you all. If someone is watching something with great concentration, chances are, they won’t hear you.
Posted By De Rop On 09.25.2011 @ 8:50 am
rally
It had been so long. The pilot took the wheel in his hand. He could feel the peddal under his feet. THe light turned green. And they were off. No thoughts could stop him, no adversary could overtake him.
Posted By De Rop On 09.14.2011 @ 1:01 am
hover
He let her know that the thoughts could flow. She didn’t resist. She faltered for a second, then she jumped off the cliff, carrying what basically amounted to a frame-tent. Then, it was rapture.
Posted By De Rop On 09.12.2011 @ 10:48 am
