Random Awesomeness

Sometimes I just want it to be my turn When will THAT be? Has it been already? or... is it NOW!? If I stand and fight what will that look like? If I sit and wait will my current angry angst my tense (even terse) irate in time, abate? Yea I breath I meditate Yea, [...]

Awakened in a state of half-dreaming Unwanted images skulking about my muddy mind only partially relieved as is my bladder The loving morning message exchange brings me where I long to be always there always here Yet the pernicious presence albeit unconscious attempts to interfere and happily fails Awareness's due diligence has it's day We [...]

After a while he raised a smile saying, "Son, do you reckon this twisted yarn you're spinning be done in thirty seconds?" "I know today there's much to say." he went on, and leaned in closer "but that which might just save each day is lost when waxed verboser." I let it go and made [...]

Into the green she awakens The sweet morning air breaks its fast with a smile as it courses through her She rises and glides among the wildness without fear As if all the world is her private garden to tend, or let grow she takes it all in without comment ------ Blessed... m(___)m  

Sometimes I just get so tired feel like giving up to let go no more work no more movement no picking up dropping off like an old bus just sitting here being in the grass that which is in me can stay till comes my love she takes the tired away ------ Blessed...  

You fill each morning light the way Give every moment all you feel You stay I breath in wonder every dream Live every second with my love I scheme We share a dawning fate unkown Strive as together all we are is shown ------ Blessed... m(___)m    

Lord, here comes the flood We'll say goodbye to flesh and blood If again the seas are silent In any still alive It'll be those who gave their island to survive Drink up, dreamers, you're running dry ----- Peter Gabriel 1977 ------------------------------------------- As I drive through ever rising waters always on high alert Always ready [...]

We were meant to be together you and me The raw, unfiltered self and that which must see through Whether it be strain or sieve or mingled mesh our love bleeds unbroken my heart breaks only open ------ Blessed... m(___)m    

It's hard to think of this without resorting to cliché Progress marches on and my first-world problems fall by the way-side Blessed... m(___)m  

So it has finally come to this As if we are now in some kind of Dickensian nightmare I find any semblance of descriptive talent I might possess to be wholly inadequate That human beings still behave this way still allow their fellows to suffer thus boggles the soul Is it any wonder so many [...]