I know I love you;
My stomach is turning and,
I have a fever.
Unless, of course, it's typhoid,
It's so hard to tell sometimes.
Perspective
I know I love you;
My stomach is turning and,
I have a fever.
Unless, of course, it's typhoid,
It's so hard to tell sometimes.
Perspective
Your thoughts live in me
Converge with mine. Mind tunnel
Walls, meeting your light
At the end of my darkness.
Diversity unifies.
Hypochondria
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Faith is believing what you know ain't so - Mark Twain
The preachers deal with men of straw, as they are men of straw themselves - Henry David Thoreau
The way to see faith is to shut the eye of reason - Benjamin Franklin
The teaching of the church, theoretically astute, is a lie in practice and a compound of vulgar superstitions and sorcery - Leo Tolstoy
The shades are drawn taut.
A silence of dark unease;
The mental battle.
Certain death is upon me,
And yet here I still remain.
Holding your breath underwater
"Don't matter who they are, anybody sets foot in this house, they are company and don't let me catch you remarking on their ways like you were so high and mighty."
Bubbles bleed upwards,
I keep count: ninety-one, ninety-two ...
The record is close;
Bursting gasping and coughing,
From the pool; alas too soon.
Next topic: Babysitting
Could always do this.
Opening my eyes was hard.
Lying on the floor
Blind world of stifled movement
Alone. A kind of freedom.
Topic: distorted glass in a window pane
Faith is believing what you know ain't so - Mark Twain
The preachers deal with men of straw, as they are men of straw themselves - Henry David Thoreau
The way to see faith is to shut the eye of reason - Benjamin Franklin
The teaching of the church, theoretically astute, is a lie in practice and a compound of vulgar superstitions and sorcery - Leo Tolstoy
She grew up learning
To read Jane feverishly
By it's prism-light;
Warped Zinnias, water-stained.
Rain river dips, hesitates.
next topic: not taking the serious seriously
"Don't matter who they are, anybody sets foot in this house, they are company and don't let me catch you remarking on their ways like you were so high and mighty."
I laughed at my pain
Fractured glass, littered carpet
Sliver hit my arm
Sliced a thoroughfare through flesh
I laughed at the lack of blood.
Topic: An Unusual Kind of Salad
Faith is believing what you know ain't so - Mark Twain
The preachers deal with men of straw, as they are men of straw themselves - Henry David Thoreau
The way to see faith is to shut the eye of reason - Benjamin Franklin
The teaching of the church, theoretically astute, is a lie in practice and a compound of vulgar superstitions and sorcery - Leo Tolstoy
Chocolate flakes on
Lettuce, tomato, basil;
Add a french dressing;
Not to everybody's taste,
Not really to mine either!
Next topic: Babysitting (seeing as it got skipped last time)
Heavy as a frown
Time squeezes by grudgingly;
Paid to brave chaos,
And wipe noses of other
People’s Pride and Joys.
Next topic:
dandelions
"Don't matter who they are, anybody sets foot in this house, they are company and don't let me catch you remarking on their ways like you were so high and mighty."
Skyscrapers, yellow
Helicopter blades static
On the helipad
Bending in the wind. Natures
Heliocentric structures.
Topic: Cooking with red chillies
Faith is believing what you know ain't so - Mark Twain
The preachers deal with men of straw, as they are men of straw themselves - Henry David Thoreau
The way to see faith is to shut the eye of reason - Benjamin Franklin
The teaching of the church, theoretically astute, is a lie in practice and a compound of vulgar superstitions and sorcery - Leo Tolstoy
It burns my mind's eye,
more than it scorches my tongue.
Still, I am tempted,
now, to take another bite
of red chillies in the pan.
Next topic: walking the dog
Nowhere, Beloved, will the world be but within us.
Our life passes in transformation.
And the external shrinks into less and less.
-- from Rilke's Duino Elegies
I twist the leash tight,
Around my hand; this mongrel beast,
Pulls so forcefully.
Still, who am I to keep him,
From a pedigree in heat.
Next topic: Hayfever.
Nose and eyes battle
With vital fertility;
A days undoing,
An unraveled mood drowning
Midstream of Spore River.
Next topic: Salt Peanuts
"Don't matter who they are, anybody sets foot in this house, they are company and don't let me catch you remarking on their ways like you were so high and mighty."
Bird puffs his round cheeks
Dark suit, dark shades, smoke filled room,
Dizzy nods his head
Horned rimmed glasses slide.
Salt peanuts they chant.
Next topic: Central Park
LET THERE BE LIGHT
"Love follows knowledge." – St. Catherine of Siena
My literature blog: http://ashesfromburntroses.blogspot.com/
Stuck on Imagine,
I'm traveling slow this time;
Taken in by false
Calm, fake castles; stillness of
Morning still finds its way here.
gnats on a bike ride
"Don't matter who they are, anybody sets foot in this house, they are company and don't let me catch you remarking on their ways like you were so high and mighty."
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