Imma be awesome and try prose for just a while more.
current mood and thoughts:
towers of ivory and books keep guard
the aquiline nose buried under
the keen eyes dart through prose
the mind scurry amongst labyrinths
but the spirit doesn't age
it stays supple
clean
naive
and one day
unceremoniously
inevitably
painfully
cast right outside the ivory gates
with nothing but the weight of the mind
full of words and equations and pictograms
but none of the reason and logic and sensibilities
the aquiline nose buried under snow
the keen eyes dart dully and then stops
the mind scurry amongst the insanity of unpreparedness
and then the spirit ages
Wednesday, May 30, 2012
Thursday, May 24, 2012
'The Dream' changes all the time.
Tonight, on this cold night,
I wish for a cheery 'Welcome home'
a nice, warm-to-the-heart-cockles hug
when I walk through the door.
Then bury my face
in a chestful of clean fresh linen embrace.
A smooth of hair
A chestrumble of sweet nothings
A disentanglement of a shoulderful of burdens
An offer to float me to bed.
Then softly
quietly
almost minutely
3 words
then,
'a little more than yesterday, a little less than tomorrow'
Tonight, on this cold night,
I wish for a cheery 'Welcome home'
a nice, warm-to-the-heart-cockles hug
when I walk through the door.
Then bury my face
in a chestful of clean fresh linen embrace.
A smooth of hair
A chestrumble of sweet nothings
A disentanglement of a shoulderful of burdens
An offer to float me to bed.
Then softly
quietly
almost minutely
3 words
then,
'a little more than yesterday, a little less than tomorrow'
Wednesday, May 02, 2012
Only once in your life, I truly believe, you find someone who can
completely turn your world around. You tell them things that you’ve
never shared with another soul and they absorb everything you say and
actually want to hear more. You share hopes for the future, dreams that
will never come true, goals that were never achieved and the many
disappointments life has thrown at you. When something wonderful
happens, you can’t wait to tell them about it, knowing they will share
in your excitement. They are not embarrassed to cry with you when you
are hurting or laugh with you when you make a fool of yourself. Never do
they hurt your feelings or make you feel like you are not good enough,
but rather they build you up and show you the things about yourself that
make you special and even beautiful. There is never any pressure,
jealousy or competition but only a quiet calmness when they are around.
You can be yourself and not worry about what they will think of you
because they love you for who you are. The things that seem
insignificant to most people such as a note, song or walk become
invaluable treasures kept safe in your heart to cherish forever.
Memories of your childhood come back and are so clear and vivid it’s
like being young again. Colours seem brighter and more brilliant.
Laughter seems part of daily life where before it was infrequent or
didn’t exist at all. A phone call or two during the day helps to get you
through a long day’s work and always brings a smile to your face. In
their presence, there’s no need for continuous conversation, but you
find you’re quite content in just having them nearby. Things that never
interested you before become fascinating because you know they are
important to this person who is so special to you. You think of this
person on every occasion and in everything you do. Simple things bring
them to mind like a pale blue sky, gentle wind or even a storm cloud on
the horizon. You open your heart knowing that there’s a chance it may be
broken one day and in opening your heart, you experience a love and joy
that you never dreamed possible. You find that being vulnerable is the
only way to allow your heart to feel true pleasure that’s so real it
scares you. You find strength in knowing you have a true friend and
possibly a soul mate who will remain loyal to the end. Life seems
completely different, exciting and worthwhile. Your only hope and
security is in knowing that they are a part of your life.
-Bob Marley-
-Bob Marley-
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