I hear your knocking
and soft faint scratching
like some hungry animal
crying, clawing.
Yet how can I let you
in the door
when it only opens
from one side -
Yours?
I hear the rhythm
of your heart
distant but familiar
high up in my tower
looking down.
If the walls collapse
and the dam breaks
it could crush us both
beneath the weight.
I hear your voice
deep and strong
like the arms [...]
Archive for the ‘personal’ Category
The Knocking
Posted in personal, poetry on November 11, 2009 | 3 Comments »
Queen of New Orleans (revised)
Posted in personal, poetry on August 21, 2009 | 3 Comments »
Secretly I had hoped
you would find me beautiful
like the radiant morning sunrise -
A quiet, twinkling elegance
Sparkling like the evening sunset
against the deep waters of the Mississippi;
Peaceful like the silver streets of the alleyways
on quiet, rainy afternoons
Festive like the wild, colorful celebrations;
Ringing lazily through your mind like
the haunting bells of the cathedral;
teasing you with the warm, [...]
A Writer’s Dilemma
Posted in personal, randomness, writing on August 16, 2009 | Leave a Comment »
” As I stared at my blank computer screen it suddenly transformed into my easel and canvas, and the keyboard a palette of oils from which I was painting an off-color portrait of my life. It was at that moment I began to think, “Hmmm….maybe I should become a writer…””
Easy for you to say, old [...]
Found, Part III
Posted in clutter, organization, personal, poetry, randomness on July 7, 2009 | 3 Comments »
Cleaning out some drawers and ran across my old writing notebooks. These contain most of my writing collection since I was about 15 years old (they aren’t all completely full, though).
A Myriad of Random Thoughts
Posted in nutrition, occupation, personal, work on February 26, 2009 | Leave a Comment »
I generally try to avoid discussing any specifics about personal relationships for various reasons, but I wanted to reflect on some recent events. Today in a spur of the moment decision I decided to bite the bullet and speak to someone I wasn’t sure would ever voluntarily glance in my direction again. This was someone [...]
The Pain Mementos
Posted in clutter, home, life philosophies, personal on February 16, 2009 | 1 Comment »
A friend and I were deep into discussion this weekend when she mentioned she had found an old love note from a former lover. She picked it up and read it, and all at once the old memories came crashing over her. She decided it was in her best interest to tear up the note [...]
Triggers
Posted in personal on June 22, 2008 | Leave a Comment »
…sometimes they catch me unaware and the memories can spring up fast enough to stop me in my tracks….
A song melts into the silence and I close my eyes. All at once I am ten years younger, walking into a small bedroom filled with the reddish glow of the sunset and the cool evening breeze. You are leaning against the open door, gazing [...]
It started out as a feeling…
Posted in personal on May 19, 2008 | Leave a Comment »
I saw the second Narnia movie today – Prince Caspian - which reaffirmed a desire I once had to read all of the Narnia books. In fact, I haven’t read a single one. I suppose I’ll be adding those to my ever growing list of want-to-reads.
I was dwelling on this for a bit afterwards: I’m glad I’ve [...]
Breaking the Catch 22
Posted in clutter, life philosophies, personal, personal space on May 8, 2008 | Leave a Comment »
(A little self-motivation)
One of my friends has a quote on his site, “Being happy doesn’t mean everything’s perfect; it means that you decided to look beyond the imperfections.”
I’ll be the first to admit my life is anything but perfect. I’m so good at messing up that it’s hard to recall anything close to a single perfect [...]
Silver Lining
Posted in life philosophies, occupation, personal, work on March 2, 2008 | Leave a Comment »
(I started writing this post two weeks ago…my apologies for its slow finish)
6 A.M. on Sunday morning….I’m sitting at my parents’ house, drinking coffee, and thinking about a line from a Tom Waits song that describes the rain as sounding like a round of applause. Right now, I tend to agree. Looking out, the morning [...]
