5/28/2020 0 Comments Fine ChinaIt cheapens me.
Closing off to others hidden behind the velvet rope. Do I look expensive? ‘Cause I feel devalued. The lack of it depletes me. I am the fine china behind glass doors. Fragile and put away for elegant times that never occur. Vintage or antiquated, left in the past but oh so pretty right? Merely forgotten behind. The shiniest penny no one ever wants but sometimes need in those rare times. So lovely and useless it’s pathetic. No one cares for it because it has no purpose. A burden to carry that jingle of pennies. The journey is silly.
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5/21/2020 0 Comments EasygoingPeople say you write better with a pen and paper at hand;
But I feel comfortable typing away on the computer. The ideas flow through me like tears at a funeral, Quick, emotional, and meaningful. By the time I find a pen to use, The idea is gone, swept away by distraction. My subconscious won’t allow me to retain them anymore. They’re forever lost, deprived of, and void. Yes being on the computer has its quirks YouTube, Figment, Facebook, you name it! Music helps me think, reading helps me develop ideas But by the time I find a song, I’ve forgotten what it is, I was about to do. Please scroll down, for I have a poem for you. The gleams and splints and a tint of a smile, A tenth of a second, a quarter of a mile. Pencil to paper, brain to work; In the depths of your mind, creativity lurks. Have a nice day folks, and keep writing! 5/14/2020 0 Comments Earth WorkI insist on making amends. Grudges and judgments do not work anymore. I let go of negativity in order to see and feel the positive energy around me. I have a purpose, a lovely life to live. This hole I once dug myself into…
I shouldn’t have picked up the shovel. I let metal injure soil. Dispersed the nutrients. Exposed carbon. Killed subsurface lives. Broke a strong compound. All for what? A tunnel to China? Hidden treasure? All I saw were dead bodies. All I saw was my heart + brain detached from my body, splattered with soil turned mud from regret. Now I am repaired. Intact. 110%. Clean of muddy regrets. The hole is filled in, a lump out of place from the smooth landscape. It will take a while to smooth it over. *sigh* Everything takes time. 5/7/2020 0 Comments Stay Still and Keep MovingThe trickiest thing to do when not doing is allowing yourself to breathe.
Sitting still, but your body is still working. Eyes blinking, chest heaving, digestive system keeping the flow of nutrients going. It’s not possible. We cannot stop going unless we die. We cannot stop going until we sigh the last exhale left in our lungs. No sound. No plea. No more bound to the same Earth as the Black sea. Unattached and unaffiliated to the world. But this is not so. We can never not do because to stay alive, our bodies are always doing, moving, and producing. Let us continue to work in perfect harmony. Breathe. Sink into life and let it carry you through and through and through. Until your life is good and through. |
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