The information dragged on and on as far as the mind’s eye could see
Her imagination trying to scoop it up and deposit it into memory
Research she knew she would use later
Examining lines of thought and spinning them together
As she wrote down her ideas
Determined to weave her story
Catching emotions in a secret stack of tones
Heartening those who heard, and pleased the Lord
One after another, the fourth, the fifth
Reaching a crescendo in a major lift
Determined to inspire all to sing out “Hallelujah”
An homage to “Hallelujah” by Leonard Cohen
Heatwave sent summer shimmers flowing down the black pavement
Yet those crashing waves offered no respite from the oppression
Determined to find relief, she struggled with the large retaining nut
Realizing it was too tight, she called out for help
And yet no one came to the rescue because a firetruck came around the corner
Now she was scared that she was going to be in big trouble for even considering such a thing
That was assuaged when they pulled out an even bigger wrench and viola the water flowed
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Determined to let chance decide not only my fate but everyone’s
I rolled the five of them, hoping for the best, but needing a perfect result
Couldn’t look as they spun to a stop
Everyone gasped. I peeked at the result before screaming triumphantly. The dragon was dead!
Determined to go to bed sooner
Enabling a more refreshing start to the week
Fumbling through the stuff that had to be done
Everything taking so much more time to do
And some of it didn’t work out at all
Then the clock read 2 a.m. and he had to admit…
Determined to consume her weight in pasta
It tasted so good. The sauce was so savory
Slurping noodle after noodle splattered sauce everywhere
Her date watched with a hungry smile. He thought she was such a tasty…
Determined to examine the nuances of the letter
Every word, space, and paragraph were dissected
To ascertain the possible meanings, both implicit and implied
And at the end of it all
It came down to only one thing
Love
What she loved to do was count the stars in the night sky
Only she knew she could never get an accurate number
Not once did she let it stop her from what she perceived was her duty
Determined to be a witness to every star’s existence in its moment of time
Everything comes to an end, and one day she might be the only one to notice
Remembering the dot of light for what it might have been before it wasn’t there anymore
Leaving it all behind was going to be hard
Everyone knew her name, her story
Giving up everything to save their nation and their world
Eventually losing her left eye and arm in the dragon’s fire
Now she quietly sits in the town square every day and enjoys what sun there is
Determined to let her legacy pass into myth and…
The storm crashed through the valley
Heaving tree branches and debris to-and-fro
Until there seemed to a charged pause
Negative particles madly dash from sky to ground
Determined to find a place to rest
Except that outbreak from the heavens causes heated air to flee the scene
Resulting in colder air to rush in and clap at the drama of it all
Stories and photos from Scotland
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