Fran Pearce
/ GreyThoughts.Info…awaiting its greeting from me and thee.
Within the night snuggle mystery and winsome delight.
Within the day, our hopes shine bright.
Wisps of the future, sighs of the past…
By Fran Pearce
…cyst until it is a mass
A mass is just a mass until it is cancer
Cancer is just cancer.
Come with…
By Fran Pearce
…Umbilical,
Biblical, Empirical
Tinier than the tiniest speck in WhoVille,
Greater than the…
By Fran Pearce
…laughing, she was not.
He cherished the moment, she did not.
He floated on their gentle kisses, she did not.
He reveled in their…
By Fran Pearce
…think so. I really don’t.
What’d they take?
Oh, not much. Just my soul.
Your soul? This is crazy…
By Fran Pearce
Jimmy Buffet
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…cry, we can roll in the mist
Sing, swing, sway and twist
Laugh, cry, and know the…
By Fran Pearce
…awaiting its greeting from me and thee.
Within the night snuggle mystery and winsome delight.
Within the day, our hopes shine bright.
Wisps of the future, sighs of the past…
By Fran Pearce
…cyst until it is a mass
A mass is just a mass until it is cancer
Cancer is just cancer.
Come with…
By Fran Pearce
…Umbilical,
Biblical, Empirical
Tinier than the tiniest speck in WhoVille,
Greater than the…
By Fran Pearce
…laughing, she was not.
He cherished the moment, she did not.
He floated on their gentle kisses, she did not.
He reveled in their…
By Fran Pearce
…think so. I really don’t.
What’d they take?
Oh, not much. Just my soul.
Your soul? This is crazy…
By Fran Pearce
Jimmy Buffet
————
…cry, we can roll in the mist
Sing, swing, sway and twist
Laugh, cry, and know the…
By Fran Pearce
…Mamma! Kids were so mean to me at school today!
Oh, my darling child. I pray, may this be your…
By Fran Pearce
…a pure, sweet little girl
Blond hair in curls
A twirl in her aspect
and in her…
By Fran Pearce
…Where’re you off to?
Human: Leave me be, man. Get lost!
Voice: But, Wait! Let me…
By Fran Pearce
…it wasn’t there now, but I damn well knew I packed it and no amount of second guessing myself was going to change the fact that I knew I packed it! I knew, but still, to be sure, searched the rest of the luggage I’d tossed together for the rest of my brood. Three children’s…
By Fran Pearce
…and I had passed one another by when we met on the sidewalk that balmy orange-blossom Mid-summer’s Evening? What if we had somehow managed to resist all push from the universe nudging us - none too gently - to…
By Fran Pearce
…people for you to meet.
HUMAN: Thanks. No.
LIFE: But, why? You need the fun and fun needs you.
HUMAN: Cuz I’m with…
By Fran Pearce
…It was no longer just a matter of time til things between them got better. She knew it. He knew it.
They’d run their course. Between and betwixt hate-laced bitterness and hearts that screamed, Don’t let go! stagnation hung in the air sucking…
By Fran Pearce
…second she refused to cry when hurt by an adult whose job it was to love and protect her, she breathed her final breath…
By Fran Pearce
…first thought was that it happened during that enchanting twilight moment just before slipping beyond the perceptions of awareness into and under the spell of sleep. But, did…
By Fran Pearce
…start out that way, that day. Or, for that matter, not any other day started out that way. No-one openly invites tragedy…
By Fran Pearce
…upon the edge of a precipice:
SAMUEL: C’mon now. It’s time for more learning and growth.
Take the plunge!
CHIP: Yeah. No. This ain’t…
By Fran Pearce
…to find their way back to love.)
HE: It is possible to get Her!
I’m tellin’ you - we can do it!
SHE: We cannot! You…
By Fran Pearce
…set-up it’d been - Beauty and Laughter,
Love and Need. Me First! And, now,
Disaster.
Too late, too late. It’s fate - our…
By Fran Pearce
…ssake! C’mon!
The value, man!
There has to be value, or there is no value,
and where’s the value…
By Fran Pearce
…what to do…
Shut up you with your list of chores!
I’ll boot them to my nevermores!
Spit and spew is…
By Fran Pearce
…I say, pull it out!
Pull your head outta’ the sand.
Pull your thumb outta’…
By Fran Pearce
…quest that begins anew each waking moment. An agonizing search for something that may well be gone forever. Once lost, lost, and life will never be the…
By Fran Pearce