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Saturday, 31 October 2009

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10-31-09

The feelings lie on yellowed page

The paper crumbles with the weight

Of love, from quite another age

That lived a year or more too late

The pain; the ever-present rend

Has ached, has bled, has healed, has torn

The wound with small chance to defend

Itself from that which can’t be born

The feelings lift from ancient page

On rumpled wings from beauty past

But needed not is seer or sage

To see they have not long to last

What came before, that lingers now

Has somehow kept from rotting death

Despite the odds, won’t decompose

And limps along, with halting breath

Saturday, 03 October 2009

Another old one...hmm, probably means I should write a NEW one, one of these days...what has happened to me?! The gist of the poem is more true now than it was when I wrote it 9 months ago, of all things, so that worked out nicely!

Hello, Stranger
by me

1-25-09

Well hello, stranger! I must say

You’re looking very well today

But then, it’s been a year or more

And things are different, than before

It wasn’t meant to be like this

With something, somehow, gone amiss

Confused and standing in the cold

Without these thoughts and feelings, told

I’m caught off-guard, my tongue is tied

I couldn’t smile if I tried

And in these faltered moments, few

I lose my chance to speak with you

Our frozen breath, it clouds the air

To reach beyond it, do we dare?

I see we don’t: the wind has won

To end so swift what was begun

And now, these paths that briefly met

Diverge and beg us to forget

I go my way, and you go yours

In step with sound of closing doors.
Windows
by me
2009

I should have felt something

Been swept away

Blown away

(You sitting in the sunlit window of a coffee shop)

Beyond that

Blissful blustery day

Of sun and wind and new places I felt

Happiness in the window

And other windows too

My legs dangling out the

Window

I should have felt more

Beyond this

Magical afternoon of light

And wonderment

But I ceased to feel as days drew on and

Magic fades

I should have felt something

Monumental and delicate

After this afternoon

(You were and spoke perfection)

And I was lightheaded for a while but

The warm sunshine fell muted

After realism and charm

Melted to numbness

The sunlight turned to a genuine rain and

The window was nearly closed but I

Caught a glimpse of light that

Glowed romantically in my mind

And still rests there

Quietly

Sunday, 14 June 2009

Currently
Bach: The Art of Fugue
By Johann Sebastian Bach, Emerson String Quartet
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"Here is a wound that never will heal, I know,
Being wrought not of a dearness and a death,
But of a love turned ashes and the breath
Gone out of beauty; never again will grow
The grass on that scarred acre, though I sow
Young seed there yearly and the sky bequeath
Its friendly weathers down, far Underneath
Shall be such bitterness of an old woe.
That April should be shattered by a gust,
That August should be leveled by a rain,
I can endure, and that the lifted dust
Of man should settle to the earth again;
But that a dream can die, will be a thrust
Between my ribs forever of hot pain."

~Edna St. Vincent Millay

Saturday, 13 June 2009

Currently
Anna Netrebko & Rolando Villazon: Duets
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Last night, I was up until 3am, listening to the rain, eating a peanut butter & jelly sandwich with a glass of milk (delicious!) and conversing with a few friends online. From my seat on the porch, I was reached by the outrageously-lovely smell of flowers who scent is released by the rain. Perfection.
One friend brought to light God's sovereignty, His perfect plan that we do best to accept no matter the circumstances. His plan is, on occasion, revealed in time...and when it is, it is such a blessing...but when it is not, we must trust Him regardless. The only way to sanity and joy.
Another friend helped solidify my wavering decision to write a letter--a very important letter. I have let fear, confusion, and weakness keep me from writing it sooner. I must be strong, no turning back now. I can only hope I reach a degree of peace and closure through this action.

The sunshine today has been exquisite; it seems so long since we've seen a sunny day here. And the air smells refreshed and once again, heavenly. Tonight, I am having company over, so there are a few things to do before then. So far, I have no complaints for this weekend. :)