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Illustrations: Clam chowder and Chalk |
Posted by
MystryssRavynDarque on Tuesday, June 10, 2003 - 04:04 AM PST
Hyannis is a small town on the cape of Massachusettes. Home of a little interesting store named "The Funky Monkey", wonderful bed and breakfasts, and some of the best clam chowder I have ever tasted. Hyannis is also home to a beautiful sidewalk artist, I suppose you could call her.
In search of this clam chowder and some window shopping I happened to walk beside some lovely chalk drawings on my path. I quickly stepped aside in order to not destroy these lovely pieces of art.
Scanning a few feet in front of me I caught a glimpse of the creator. She was a young brunette, perhaps eighteen years of age, and full of a wonderful vibe. She was just emenating of this vibe that made me want to bring warmth to her. I could only see her backside as she lay facing away from me, but I could just feel so much of her spirit floating towards me.
As I continued to walk past her I glimpsed her face as she looked up. Deep, dark brown eyes peered up at me. They seemed to play out a horrid past. Her face was gentle and angelic, the jaw lines so strong yet soft. Her long hair was pulled partially back, the rest curling around to frame her face. Her lips looked so soft and pink.
I felt to close to her. I spoke not a word to her, and she none to me, but I felt so protective of her. I wanted to hold her, keep her warm, keep her safe.
It was June, yet very cold to me, and I would have given up my jacket just to lay there with her and watch her complete her work. Unfortunatley I could not, so I merely smiled at her.
As I ate my chowder across the street, I watched her through the window. She continued to work. Finally she stood, looked in my direction, and smiled slightly. I returned this gesture. She walked away just as three cold hearted teens walked by my window.
Where she went, I am not sure, but I still think of her. I still wish I could have stayed there with her. I still wish my mom and her husband had not been with me, for if they were not I would have stopped to talk to her.
Wherever you are warm, lovely, brunette vibey girl I hope you still remember me, and I wish you luck with your art.
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Re: Clam chowder and Chalk by blacksheep13 (Bandet16@aol.com) on Jun 28, 2003 - 06:45 AM (User info | Send a Message) http:// | If it's not to personal and you don't mind sharing..., i was just curious, how does it it home? |
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Re: Clam chowder and Chalk by MystryssRavynDarque (A1MANDI04@AOL.COM) on Jun 16, 2003 - 12:31 PM (User info | Send a Message) | I don't live there, it is in Massachusettes. I live in Florida. It is spelled Hyannis. |
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Re: Clam chowder and Chalk
by chameleon on Jun 28, 2003 - 02:12 PM
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If you see her again, tell her to NEVER stop drawing. Drawing is one of the few ways a soul can describe what it feels. Draw on, little girl, draw on.
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Re: Clam chowder and Chalk
by Lestat (Heidjin@otakumail.com)
on Oct 28, 2003 - 04:39 PM
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What a great article. I feel connected with it..thereīs a lot of ppl Iīve seen throughout my life that maybe speaking to them couldīve made a difference yet with no words we feel connected to them somehow and they to us, and they know it.Its lan anergy that drives us to them, a moment, faster than the speed of light that touches ou heartsdeeply and we realize we know this person somehow we feel connected. I had the same experience in France once with a girl. I was 13 and she was on abus. we merely smiled at each other but Iīll never forget her. I havenīt met any unique vibey person lately but Iīm sure I wonīt let the moment pass me by again thatīs for sure ^_^
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Re: Clam chowder and Chalk
by Melusine (devilwidow@yahoo.com)
on Oct 28, 2003 - 06:48 PM
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.... Now I'm feeling melancholic cause there are few momments in life when you feel that kind of connection! All my fading memmories are returning to me...It would be nice if you could see her again and finally hear her voice.
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Re: Clam chowder and Chalk by MystryssRavynDarque (MystryssRavynHI@wmconnect.com) on Nov 20, 2004 - 11:56 PM (User info | Send a Message) http://kauai.vibechild.com/~amanda/ | I do too. I often wonder if there are people I meet like that or see like that and I think "is this the person I was supposed to go to and be with, what opportunity have I surpassed here?" I am very happy with where I am, but perhaps they could have come along too? I wouldn't mind a yummy vibey girl sleeping in my bed. |
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