last night the howling winds of November laid down its white carpet after he escaped the city, and me, on the hunt for that rare thing sleep perchance to dream to extract the madness from his mind but I just remember concrete, vaguely and i am lost underneath a blanket of forgotten time those things he can not protect me from will not may not … Continue reading and winter had arrived
i love the broken ones. i always have. the lonely the tired the shattered and battered. and when he asked me what do you want? i see, now, he meant of me, with the likes of HIM. as that confident mask slipped, as he entered MY world and said: this is wonderland and i want to stay forever. i let him see me. the real, … Continue reading i liked him, i loved him
i was not a pretty in pink princess yet, a brush with chance restored faith in my creativity as with all we may not escape. pulled from the chaos of that mind i ask which face? which breath shall i let you take from me? stoic destiny sealed our fate with tiny threads and lies we told ourselves. like those rough sketches you pinned to … Continue reading a fateful reunion
we are transformed transmogrified, released; how it has changed. for the Weekly Photo Challenge / transmogrify Continue reading us
I turned from my corner with my grief and my heart I knew as did you I could not take more. worn down like a litho stone are we. bare. we can not be. or what? more double rainbows from my tears? more drops of sadness pooling here between with you spilling your life all over my keyboard yet, I live I am alive and … Continue reading de la grande et la petite mort
you are fragments now of a person I once knew two dimensional Continue reading we have no time for this
like the water I stand in, I float away from you out of the blue for the weekly photo challenge – h2o Continue reading u r h2o
dancing around fossilized remnants of ourselves as we spin like a Degas little dancer dressed in designer clothes the pretentious one and I nostalgia for breakfast just beer for lunch are we in response to The Weekly Photo Challenge Continue reading we are
on some level perhaps we all know it cell by cell our bodies decay breakdown slowdown bit by bit all of us some halted in their tracks but we’re all dying as the outer layer sheds skin day by day yet, in those waves of oxygen we share we love again posted for Outer Layers | The Discover Challenge Continue reading so we are all dying
to breath, to get out to feel the wind in my hair on asphalt the path opens vistas inside Continue reading a meditative ride
the place between the light and the dark is where you find the lost tendrils of sadness wrapped around your legs entrapped by false desire and with lies they gain your trust their faithless values I will not be naked stripped bare again the victim on the edge. Continue reading on the edge
Ah! sunflower, weary of time, Who countest the steps of the sun, Seeking after that sweet golden clime Where the traveller’s journey is done; Where the youth pined away with desire, And the pale virgin shrouded in snow, Arise from their graves and aspire; Where my sunflower wishes to go. William Blake, 1757 – 1827 Continue reading Ah! Sunflower, by William Blake
and she walked with a stride that defied gravity convention purpose. against the grain the avenue her heels click. tick,tock,tick forward always. feet on ground head in the clouds senses on stun Continue reading That 20th Century Woman
by PaulaB 