So, I have been away a while, life getting in the way and so on. I'll not bore you here with the details. Also, I have not stopped writing, merely a hiatus and apologies to any who would read my mewlings, they are a little delayed.
Okay, so maybe not trans related, but I wrote a little thing and here it is. It is called: Elemental Dreams.
Fluttering blossom on the breeze,
A soothing blast to clear the air,
Of life and love its calm reprise,
Whisper tales both cruel and fair.
Crackling heat from glowing embers,
The warmth of light and heat and love,
Searing changes to always remember,
Folornly to burn and sins absolve.
Crashing waves which carry to shore,
In powerful torrent so strong and true,
The tides of emotion, like flotsam theres more,
That float to the surface and exact their due.
Solidly resolute the unhewn dolmen,
Rooted so stoutly upon the hard ground,
Solitary stood and every now and then,
Times passing within its shadow be found.
Dilute and ephemeral, of hopes and dreams,
Aethereic spirit that binds and sets free,
Endless and eternal nature within it gleams,
A truth exposed and just allowed to be.
Thank you for reading. You see what happens when I get no sleep! Take care and be happy - Jay
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That which does not kill me only serves to delay the inevitable. My blog => http://jaym.angelblogs.co.uk/
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Interesting Blog
Had a look at your angelblogs blog. It's really rather good. I would recommend it to others. Thanks for the link!
I can definitely sympathize with the makeup anxieties. Been trying to do it all on my own. I read somewhere (maybe Jesse Volt's site?) about the "clown pink" trick as a beard cover, but I haven't tried that yet. It's odd that I live in NY City but haven't managed to seek out anyone to help me learn the ropes in person. I'm sure there are several here. I just don't know where to start.
I haven't even been to any sort of support group. I'm afflicted with the conceit that I don't want to lump myself in with others who define themselves the same as I do. Perhaps it would mean admitting too much, or perhaps it's just some form of self-loathing. I'm still reconsidering.
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Thanks Pippa
It can be quite nerve wracking going to any sort of group for the first time, but there came a time when the need to attend to things is stronger than the fears and doubts.
Thank you for your kind comments - Jay
That which does not kill me only serves to delay the inevitable. My blog => http://jaynemorose.wordpress.com/ <= note new address