Another whisper to the dark
Dreams, once lost, return
If only to bring forth
The memories of distant song
Take forth from another
Faded mirrors plagued with smoke
Deceptions take the form
Of the child brought to light
Take Hold Of Another
March 27, 2012
Another Hard Day
March 20, 2012
Just Me Being Me, Thoughts and Observations Life 2 Comments
Tonight I’ll lay down very confused. I thought I understood things. I thought it was so simple. One surprise is ok to deal with, hard as it may be, but to be bombarded with surprise after surprise really takes a toll.
Last night I was talking to a friend. The conversation went towards the idea of a person understanding fully their actions during the time those actions took place. To be able to acknowledge perspective, but then separate it from your decision-making is difficult, but an idea that I’ve been pushing for since I was twelve. Tonight, it’s not so easy. Tonight, I’m overwhelmed. Tonight, I’m worn out.
Yesterday and today were difficult days to get through. With so many unexpected things happening, it leaves me siting and wondering about what’s really happening. It’s impossible for me right now to separate my perspective from everything else and as a result, I’m not even sure where my perspective stops. Emotion volatility is scary to me and I feel right in the middle of it with almost no way to vent. I found a little solace in sharing some of my poetry with someone who loved to read (it seemed to go over well) and speaking one-sided conversations to numerous people. Maybe that’s not a bad thing. Maybe that gave me a chance to think things through. Maybe it helped…
Tonight, I’m going to go lay down and think. Good night Word Press. Safe evenings to you all.
Scattered
A Simple Thought
March 20, 2012
Writings chances, choices, decisions, Life, Poem, poet, Poetry, thoughts, understanding, Wisdom Leave a comment
Write not without a purpose
Sing no song out of its prime
For the rhyme without a reason
Is like a beat without its time
Another Night (The Haunted Dream)
March 20, 2012
Writings dream, feelings, night, Poem, poet, Poetry, song, Story, thoughts, understanding Leave a comment
Half past the stroke of luck
That’s all but yet run dry
Three-quarters full, the glass of air
The mind, too soon, will lie
A minute too late for one so weak
The soul, too young to die
The phantoms sing the banshee’s scream
The song of night ringing
So long it lasts, no end in sight
The fantastically well-played scene
Another soul lost to the edge
To walk and haunt this dream
When Silence Speaks
March 20, 2012
Writings chances, choices, decisions, Poem, poet, Poetry, thoughts, understanding, Wisdom, words 1 Comment
When silence speaks
It’s message is loud
For words do not
Make its clarity abound
When silence speaks
You’ll find what was lost
But not without
It’s coming cost
