<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5615750</id><updated>2009-11-04T16:04:55.756-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Alternate Form</title><subtitle type='html'>Cybele works better knowing her poetry is safe from random crashes and the whims of technology</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cybbiewrites.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5615750/posts/default?orderby=updated'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cybbiewrites.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5615750/posts/default?start-index=26&amp;max-results=25&amp;orderby=updated'/><author><name>Cybele</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16010169619832803037</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>132</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5615750.post-8952383521130588326</id><published>2009-11-04T15:54:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-04T16:04:55.763-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='November PAD snark'/><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>* amor vincit omnia *Poetic Asides Daily Writing PromptMaybe It's ClicheMaybe we could meet for coffee.    Maybe we’ll have lunch next week. Maybe we should go on a ‘real’ date. Maybe it’s time we took this to the next level. Maybe I’ll make breakfast for you. Maybe you’re The One. Maybe it was Love At First Sight. Maybe we were meant for one another. Maybe this is all a dream. Maybe I’m crazy. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5615750/posts/default/8952383521130588326'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5615750/posts/default/8952383521130588326'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cybbiewrites.blogspot.com/2009_11_01_archive.html#8952383521130588326' title=''/><author><name>Cybele</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16010169619832803037</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='04631005108575587521'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5615750.post-8763760269362508884</id><published>2009-11-02T12:03:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-03T09:45:03.887-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='PAD'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='snark'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='food'/><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>* amor vincit omnia *Poetry Prompt Link is now unfutzed.Location of ImportancePrize Inside!Expiration Date On Lid.Recipes at OurWebsiteDotCom.Nutrition Information On Side (Asterisk: * means 'see elsewhere for disclaimer')Processed at a plant that also processes peanutsBox Tops for EducationMail-In Rebate!(this ingredient) has been associated with (this effect) in laboratory testsSee Back For </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5615750/posts/default/8763760269362508884'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5615750/posts/default/8763760269362508884'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cybbiewrites.blogspot.com/2009_11_01_archive.html#8763760269362508884' title=''/><author><name>Cybele</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16010169619832803037</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='04631005108575587521'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5615750.post-249565098809540475</id><published>2009-11-03T09:41:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-03T09:43:26.628-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='PAD'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ordinary'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='November'/><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>* amor vincit omnia * 2 Promts: 2fer 2sday; positive poem and negative poemNegative poemin reversed shades of orange and grey ghostly images revealmore of the image-takerthan of the souls she steals3 November 2009Positive poemFor my morning tinkleI must take care to sprinklethis judgemental little stickI tell myself I do not carewhich symbol is revealedbut my internal bravadodoesn’t drown the </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5615750/posts/default/249565098809540475'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5615750/posts/default/249565098809540475'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cybbiewrites.blogspot.com/2009_11_01_archive.html#249565098809540475' title=''/><author><name>Cybele</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16010169619832803037</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='04631005108575587521'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5615750.post-7990133457637779167</id><published>2009-11-01T14:01:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-01T14:05:39.629-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>* amor vincit omnia *2009 NOVEMBER PAD CHAPBOOK CHALLENGEThe second annual November PAD (Poem-A-Day) Chapbook Challenge begins on November 1 at my Poetic Asides blog. Throughout the month of November, I'll provide the prompts (and my own attempts at poems); you respond with your own poem in a super inspiring and supportive writing atmosphere. Then, poets spend the month of December revising and </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5615750/posts/default/7990133457637779167'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5615750/posts/default/7990133457637779167'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cybbiewrites.blogspot.com/2009_11_01_archive.html#7990133457637779167' title=''/><author><name>Cybele</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16010169619832803037</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='04631005108575587521'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5615750.post-7352595461701059815</id><published>2008-08-07T21:30:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-07T21:32:05.416-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>* amor vincit omnia *TODAY I ASK, REMEMBER MOST MY LAUGHUNBROKEN ARE LOVE BONDS WE CANNOT SEEDEAREST FRIENDS, KNOW AMONG YOU I DO PASSYET EVEN STILL, IN CLOUDS AND HILLS AND TREES          Thursday, 7 August 2008</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5615750/posts/default/7352595461701059815'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5615750/posts/default/7352595461701059815'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cybbiewrites.blogspot.com/2008_08_01_archive.html#7352595461701059815' title=''/><author><name>Cybele</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16010169619832803037</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='04631005108575587521'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5615750.post-4962545086984757420</id><published>2008-06-27T17:43:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-27T17:44:19.074-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>* amor vincit omnia *Nouns, A Shorthand LanguageWhen I sayVolkswagon Mac Birkenstock, youconjure an image in your mind, which may evensupply a scent of burning contraband, which Iommitteddeliberately. If I sayManolo Jaguar Winebar, the picture isdifferent, and accompanied by the aroma of Botoxor siliconeor both.Minivan Khaki Ponytailpaints another portrait, as doesEyeliner Fishnet Piercing, </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5615750/posts/default/4962545086984757420'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5615750/posts/default/4962545086984757420'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cybbiewrites.blogspot.com/2008_06_01_archive.html#4962545086984757420' title=''/><author><name>Cybele</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16010169619832803037</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='04631005108575587521'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5615750.post-1142391226610696040</id><published>2008-05-23T16:37:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-23T16:49:14.522-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>* amor vincit omnia *For Violet Glaze. . . (or, Harpie vs Gorgeous, made in Japan) ("Our Corsets, Our Selves," Feature, Jan. 2)It is hard(I know)to feel beautiful whenyour main accessory isbaby spit-upand your fragranceis poo.Hard to remember yourlovelinessin stained sweatpantsaccidentally decorated witha useddiaper, accidentally lefton the sofa, tapes unclosedaccidentally.Your Gorgeous will </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5615750/posts/default/1142391226610696040'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5615750/posts/default/1142391226610696040'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cybbiewrites.blogspot.com/2008_05_01_archive.html#1142391226610696040' title=''/><author><name>Cybele</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16010169619832803037</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='04631005108575587521'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5615750.post-6419603163168588111</id><published>2007-12-28T08:58:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-12-28T09:04:38.201-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>* amor vincit omnia *Possessive: Own Iteye's corner,mirror's edge:my mother's naked breast?body's mine;older than it's been.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5615750/posts/default/6419603163168588111'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5615750/posts/default/6419603163168588111'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cybbiewrites.blogspot.com/2007_12_01_archive.html#6419603163168588111' title=''/><author><name>Cybele</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16010169619832803037</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='04631005108575587521'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5615750.post-115773624949965817</id><published>2006-09-08T13:23:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-09-08T13:24:09.513-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>* amor vincit omnia *Water’s EdgeI am not the oceannor the sand beside it.I am not grasses rooted in a duneto wave in gentle breezes orthrash in violent storms.I am not a warm tidal pool harboringinvisible creatures.I am not a tiny burrowing crabor the bird that scuttles after itseeking a meal.I am not a weathered clapboard housewatching the surf with window eyes.I am not footprints washed away.I</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5615750/posts/default/115773624949965817'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5615750/posts/default/115773624949965817'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cybbiewrites.blogspot.com/2006_09_01_archive.html#115773624949965817' title=''/><author><name>Cybele</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16010169619832803037</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='04631005108575587521'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5615750.post-115769585896816297</id><published>2006-09-08T02:08:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-09-08T02:10:58.986-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>* amor vincit omnia *Off Your MedsI never know what you’ll say to me becausesometimes you letyourself run outon purpose.11 August 2006 #8True StoryI went to a rib housethough I’m a vegetarian. I ordered salad. Thejailbait waitressnever mentioned bacon bitsand they were real.I braked to avoid a damn squirrel. My right rearhubcap flew offand killed it anyway. Plus Ilost the hubcap.I was at a poetry</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5615750/posts/default/115769585896816297'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5615750/posts/default/115769585896816297'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cybbiewrites.blogspot.com/2006_09_01_archive.html#115769585896816297' title=''/><author><name>Cybele</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16010169619832803037</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='04631005108575587521'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5615750.post-115609152715527496</id><published>2006-08-20T12:18:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-08-20T12:32:07.166-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>* amor vincit omnia *Perfect PartsAt  5’ 10, you’re perfect, for I can lean my head against your shoulder, inhale the skin of your neck.When I reach to drape thischain of daisies and then my armsaround you, I do not strain but have armleftover to skim down your spineand scratch that place, yes that onejust there.If I were to wrap my legaround your calfI will not feel like a little monkey climbing</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5615750/posts/default/115609152715527496'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5615750/posts/default/115609152715527496'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cybbiewrites.blogspot.com/2006_08_01_archive.html#115609152715527496' title=''/><author><name>Cybele</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16010169619832803037</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='04631005108575587521'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5615750.post-112110455172689731</id><published>2005-07-11T13:55:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-08-15T22:17:05.276-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>* amor vincit omnia *MenagerieA year ago, a greatbirdbrought me on its back to your arms and in myexcitment I nearly knocked youover. Whenthe door opened, I wasdevoured bybears anddogs andfish andturtlesand your father's cats.From his shower stall, a birdwatched me with angry, hungry eyes.A rabbit and I staredat one another, intensewaiting to seewhowould flicker first. Fromher kitchen, a </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5615750/posts/default/112110455172689731'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5615750/posts/default/112110455172689731'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cybbiewrites.blogspot.com/2005_07_01_archive.html#112110455172689731' title=''/><author><name>Cybele</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16010169619832803037</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='04631005108575587521'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5615750.post-112110537832750924</id><published>2005-07-11T13:55:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2006-08-15T22:16:30.996-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>* amor vincit omnia *WalkAir hangs heavy on salty skinlike soggy breath of dog who strains at leashattentive, twitchyentranced by catensconced in bushalight with tiny flying fires.Rasp of sandalagainst pavementagainst concreteagainst asphaltis muffled in muggy dim.Dark sneaks softly after duskhinting breath of freshpuffing hopeful waftings through dogged panting airthat rolls like damptongue </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5615750/posts/default/112110537832750924'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5615750/posts/default/112110537832750924'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cybbiewrites.blogspot.com/2005_07_01_archive.html#112110537832750924' title=''/><author><name>Cybele</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16010169619832803037</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='04631005108575587521'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5615750.post-108671979141712518</id><published>2004-06-08T13:44:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-08-15T22:12:29.800-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>* amor vincit omnia *Mrs. Parker ComplainsI've sold my art to men who sign my paychecksI'm slave to any prat with comb in handBut though I've sold devotion, time and bodyIt's marriage when I'm whore for just one man.8 June 2004UnboundFeet fresh dipped in sandalwoodI flicker fast and fasterover trees and sandbarsscenes serene and of disasterin silver wing-heeled sandalson my way to meet my Master</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5615750/posts/default/108671979141712518'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5615750/posts/default/108671979141712518'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cybbiewrites.blogspot.com/2004_06_01_archive.html#108671979141712518' title=''/><author><name>Cybele</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16010169619832803037</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='04631005108575587521'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5615750.post-108623542431098984</id><published>2004-06-02T23:50:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-08-15T22:11:56.106-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>* amor vincit omnia *)) 17 ((Bandit cloudscreep acrossbaleful eye of brilliant moon:summer storm moves.2 June 2004Late/EarlyDoorstep moment, breathlesseyes smoulder throughmorning smogthump heartsbump breast to chestspark lipssear fingertipsslow stridedown crackling sidewalk:See you soon.2 June 2004!17!Tied by towels together inInfinite univeseMy friend, refound.29 May 2004</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5615750/posts/default/108623542431098984'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5615750/posts/default/108623542431098984'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cybbiewrites.blogspot.com/2004_06_01_archive.html#108623542431098984' title=''/><author><name>Cybele</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16010169619832803037</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='04631005108575587521'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5615750.post-108454401860106478</id><published>2004-05-14T10:04:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-08-15T22:11:26.243-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>* amor vincit omnia *ForbiddenA good thing to have gonefor how much longer could I go onstaring at the shapeof his long slenderfingersthe muscles inhis armsurprising tilt ofnose, graceful strength in his tapered feet, but mostof all the richand temptingluscious fullness(begging to be bitten)ofohmygodhis mouth.13 May 2004 #221:FreezeHold self stillentranced by joy and fearfor if I move, he may </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5615750/posts/default/108454401860106478'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5615750/posts/default/108454401860106478'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cybbiewrites.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108454401860106478' title=''/><author><name>Cybele</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16010169619832803037</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='04631005108575587521'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5615750.post-114493712792272597</id><published>2006-04-13T09:57:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-07-31T08:30:45.373-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>* amor vincit omnia *Jennie SaysI like chocolateandfresh cocoanutred wine oystes andsilk stockingssilk chemisesbut no panties at allItalian leather shoes- soft!Bandolino- don’t bother mewith Naturalizer or(shudder) Hush Puppiessandals or barefootbright red paint on my pedicured toes.Naked hands-I should have hairline cracksalong my knuckles by all rights but I use moisturizer that runsseventy six</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5615750/posts/default/114493712792272597'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5615750/posts/default/114493712792272597'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cybbiewrites.blogspot.com/2006_04_01_archive.html#114493712792272597' title=''/><author><name>Cybele</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16010169619832803037</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='04631005108575587521'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5615750.post-115434849941202562</id><published>2006-07-31T08:04:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-07-31T08:21:39.480-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>.....got some catching up to do.....Friday the 28th of July, I went to a poetry reading in Annapolis with Open Mike. I was asked on the spot to be a Featured Poet. This is the second time that this has happened. I am now scheduled to be Featured Poet at Ahh, Coffee on August 25th, and at the Pour House in Westminster the second Saturday in September, in the evening.  I wrote three poems while I </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5615750/posts/default/115434849941202562'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5615750/posts/default/115434849941202562'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cybbiewrites.blogspot.com/2006_07_01_archive.html#115434849941202562' title=''/><author><name>Cybele</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16010169619832803037</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='04631005108575587521'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5615750.post-115426288503031565</id><published>2006-07-30T08:22:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-07-30T08:34:45.083-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>* amor vincit omnia *Photographing God in Japanby TruthNinja MasaManiAMasaManiAHey, Look! This man is shining! He must be GOD!No, see precisely, shining is not him. Neon is shining. He just in the neon. He is just a human.(taking photo is scareful thing this is the reason I run away after shooting before caught and kicked by ass.) But, look him from front, He seem GOD.No way! He is smoking. GOD </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5615750/posts/default/115426288503031565'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5615750/posts/default/115426288503031565'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cybbiewrites.blogspot.com/2006_07_01_archive.html#115426288503031565' title=''/><author><name>Cybele</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16010169619832803037</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='04631005108575587521'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5615750.post-108324741713827212</id><published>2004-04-29T10:03:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-07-25T21:19:11.956-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>* amor vincit omnia *NervesYou held my hand and kissed ityou fiddled with my ringDid you know these tiny gestureswould make my senses sing?Did you calculate your moment,did you modulate your voiceAre my senses and emotionstools to you, or toys?Tell me I'm not dreamingtell me that you carePromise me foreveras your fingers fan my hair.29 April 2004  (wwn) #5DormantFor twenty years inmud it </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5615750/posts/default/108324741713827212'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5615750/posts/default/108324741713827212'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cybbiewrites.blogspot.com/2004_04_01_archive.html#108324741713827212' title=''/><author><name>Cybele</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16010169619832803037</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='04631005108575587521'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5615750.post-108316494161626322</id><published>2004-04-28T11:09:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-07-25T21:17:09.660-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>* amor vincit omnia *Unexpectd QuestionsYou fall into my life to grace my present like a giftThe clumps of time between us treasures we can sift.I didn't know my ears would singwhen your mouth shaped my nameHow is it that your flicker touchsets my nerve endings aflame?I couldn't know your face would show mewarmth stoked by desireIs it worth the blisters, thento handle sudden fire?In your words, I</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5615750/posts/default/108316494161626322'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5615750/posts/default/108316494161626322'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cybbiewrites.blogspot.com/2004_04_01_archive.html#108316494161626322' title=''/><author><name>Cybele</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16010169619832803037</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='04631005108575587521'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5615750.post-108289561900109673</id><published>2004-04-25T08:20:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-07-25T21:14:41.196-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>* amor vincit omnia *Holding Butterfly (17) Feather caresses taste my textures; prayerful, foldsme in tender hands.25 April 2004 #2 Summer HomeMagicsprinkled in the skybright jewel planets shine.Powdersoft breeze scentedof flat brackish waterwraps sinuous around;warm wet touch ofspringtime filtered rainprickles kisses on bare skin.Feel surge and thrust of back and shoulder muscles-mine as I wield</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5615750/posts/default/108289561900109673'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5615750/posts/default/108289561900109673'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cybbiewrites.blogspot.com/2004_04_01_archive.html#108289561900109673' title=''/><author><name>Cybele</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16010169619832803037</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='04631005108575587521'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5615750.post-108335509747749435</id><published>2004-04-30T15:58:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-07-25T21:13:16.876-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>* amor vincit omnia *WarmingSun caressmy shoulder neck andcheekwarm breezebreathes softinto my eartickle of delicioustrickle down my spine.After disdainful sneeringwinterkiss of summerexcites likelover's touch.30 April 2004PossibilitiesWe couldmeet once a yearin some idyllic settingfor a grand romantic passion that is delicious make believe.We couldmeet once a weekfor furtiveteenage </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5615750/posts/default/108335509747749435'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5615750/posts/default/108335509747749435'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cybbiewrites.blogspot.com/2004_04_01_archive.html#108335509747749435' title=''/><author><name>Cybele</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16010169619832803037</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='04631005108575587521'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5615750.post-114727448251128411</id><published>2006-05-10T11:13:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-05-12T12:42:51.950-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Doctor FrankenpoetAnd so into this boxthis bright white boxof plastic, I put themmy tiny darlingsmy little gemsseal them hermetically with a click oflatexed finger.In cryogenic storagethey will sleepmy precious poemsuntil I in mystarched and snowy(thus free of any evil)labcoatcall them forth to tinkerand sprinkle themwith handfuls of commasa dash of dashfiddle with their code-pendant clausesmix </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5615750/posts/default/114727448251128411'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5615750/posts/default/114727448251128411'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cybbiewrites.blogspot.com/2006_05_01_archive.html#114727448251128411' title=''/><author><name>Cybele</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16010169619832803037</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='04631005108575587521'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5615750.post-114727476841031047</id><published>2006-05-10T11:21:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-05-10T11:26:08.410-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>* amor vincit omnia *SweatA tooth pushesbetween my lips, probing its wayinto my palm, bloody andwet with spitand after it anotherand another, and three more togetheras though the only thing holding my teethin my mouth isthe pressure of oneupon the others.My palm is fullof glossy bony bitsand I scramble madlyin my mind for the numberof the dentist's office, wonderingif I can find, open, dial my </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5615750/posts/default/114727476841031047'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5615750/posts/default/114727476841031047'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cybbiewrites.blogspot.com/2006_05_01_archive.html#114727476841031047' title=''/><author><name>Cybele</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16010169619832803037</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='04631005108575587521'/></author></entry></feed>