It spun only for a moment as the gears engaged in a flash of mechanical brilliance. Beautiful. Useful. Temporary. It was followed just as quickly by a sharp bang and a painful grinding noise as the starter struck the teeth of the flywheel and scraped into position. Both the patient and the mechanic flinched. One …
Some hearts are guarded by dragons. Others by doors. Many are fenced high…to prevent escape once inside. A small number are open and flung wide. A maze leads to mine. Mazes have hearts you know. Treasure buried in brambles that no one cares to brave. Dragons are easier to fight than thorns. You can solve …
I miss my friends. It’s been so long since someone understood my heart without an explanation. My arm is getting tired, throwing starfish back into the deep. Am I making a difference? It’s lonely being left behind on the shore, when the waves are crashing, Sea-salt breeze brining my hair. Eyes fixed on the horizon, …
So, I was having some trouble coming up with any resolutions for myself for the new year when Shakespeare whispered in my ear this evening. ‘In faith, lady, you have a merry heart.’ ‘Yea, my lord; I thank it, poor fool, it keeps on the windy side of care.’ -Much Ado About Nothing There was …
Lately, surfing the web has been reminding me of when I am rummaging through the fridge looking for something tasty…and not finding it. I open it up and… Politics? Heartburn and depression. Big pass. News? Not very balanced and highly inflammatory. Can’t be good for me. Another big pass. Health website? Maybe that science experiment …
I can’t take it anymore, I’m well aware that I should mop the floor, But I get tired so I lay down And before I know it evening rolls around. The TV beckons but I know, I’ll lose the day to that black hole. So many things call for my attention, Oops, another distraction ruined …
I guess there’s no justice anymore, It’s all about settling scores. I am not perfect and so you’ll blame, ‘Cause that makes you better to cause me pain. No margin for error, no quarter given Shame Tearing down instead of building up No such thing as being grown up Anymore And I am angry but …
Watching paint dry. A phrase invented to describe the most boring activities known to mankind. Thus am I being painfully reminded of the reasons I never do my nails. I have things to do! Important things! Things I was avoiding which is why I painted my nails in the first place! Sadly, I am committed now. That’ll teach me.
In the interest of full disclosure, I am not a fan of too much exposure. All that light Hurts the eyes I much prefer rainy skies. My introverted heart rejoices Finding peace from opinionated voices. I understand, make no mistake, But there’s only so much anger I can take. I feel alone in my desire …
Unexpected dear companions like falling stars, however brief Gift awe and reverence Illuminating the lonely darkness of life For but a moment. Grazing hearts before they are gone into the horizon Skimming that curve of Earth before they disappear. We, too, shoot across the firmament Knowing not how we touch the lives of others Skipping …
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