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In the deafening silence of 12I stare into the shiny anthracite eyes of midnight and wonder aboutthe pointlessness of it all;the means to an end, the ying and yang of it all, black splashes of time that seem toebb and flowwashing away the truths I once knew, an innocence I once possessed, a faith that [...]
Posts Tagged ‘Deep thoughts’
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Posted: 8th February 2010 by ~m in God, Life, Personal, deep thought, not funny, questionsTags: darkroom, death, Deep thoughts, Life
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Bleeker Street
Posted: 26th January 2010 by ~m in Family, Forever, God, Life, Love, Personal, Sad, Truth, Wrong, alzheimer's disease, blues, darkTags: alzheimer's disease, Dad, Deep thoughts, God, Love, prayer
He stares blindly out the window of another night down on Bleeker Street, where nothing seem to change except a world gone mad.He exists.I exist.I go to him, touch his shoulder feeling the quivering bone underneath my handbut he doesn’t move, nobody is home it seems.As I bend to kiss his forehead, I think back [...]
Roads
Posted: 8th September 2009 by ~m in Blogging, Imagine, Life, Old Days, Personal, Sad, Truth, chances, dark, empty, stormsTags: dark, Deep thoughts, farewell, Poetry, questions, Robert Frost
For me this post signifies many things:
loss,
discovery,
deletion,
pain,
expectations,
choices,
devil-is-in-the-details,
denial and
ultimately
The
truth . . .
Cryptic, I know and I apologize for my strange and mysterious ways.
The following poem has been used for many purposes over the years,
based on its various interpretations.
Methinks, that’s why it’s such a great piece of literature.
It spoke multitudes to me tonight.
If you’ve read it, read [...]
In the Eye of the Storm
Posted: 27th April 2009 by ~m in Angels, Dreams, Friends, God, Personal, blues, chances, dark, hope, stormsTags: Angels, Deep thoughts, hope, Just words, Life, prose, sadness, searching
Cumulonimbus, in purples and lavender greys
it’s heavy with rain . . .
it smells like rain, feels like pain,
but there’s little need to look back again
because it’s just more of the same
cutting it deep
Lightning rains from the heavens above,
the brilliant flashes of pure white light . . .
it illuminates all but the darkest and sacred of [...]
Shooting for the Moon
Posted: 16th January 2009 by ~m in Dreams, Family, God, Imagine, Life, Love, Personal, Sad, Stars, Truth, alzheimer's disease, blues, chances, dark, empty, eye dew, hero, prayer, twinsTags: Alzheimers, Birthdays, Dad, deep, Deep thoughts, God, guilt
I’ve been thinking lately about how disconnected I feel regarding my father.
He’s been in limbo for so long now that I almost forget how to love the man.
I write this knowing full well I run the risk of sounding cold and emotionally apathetic, which I am definitely not.
But how do you find a way to [...]
Wysteria
Posted: 8th October 2008 by ~m in Dreams, Ghosts, Insomnia, Life, Personal, dark, flash fiction, storms, weather, womenTags: almost fiction, Deep thoughts, Dreams, Life, night, nightmares, sounds, women, Wysteria
I can see her from my bedroom window on some of the warm and humid summer nights.
She stands motionless bathed in a slice of cobalt blue moonlight, staring up at me, waiting, wanting, needing something my lethargic mind can’t quite comprehend.
Whispers crawl around my bedroom floor rising to my waiting ears, words that have no [...]
Darkroom
Posted: 30th September 2008 by ~m in Angels, Dreams, God, Life, Old Days, Or not, Personal, Poetry, Sacred, Sad, Truth, blues, chances, dark, storms, the Cosmos, weird, writingTags: Angels, dark, darkroom, Deep thoughts, Life, memories, Or not, Poetry, regret, words
the echoes of goodbye cross a yawning chasm of fog and thought find me sitting in this Darkroom, the pictures of my life, languid and swirling above me
familiar fingers of blacklight penetrate me, violating my inner walls of thought, a fortress once impervious yet fragile, yes, once like me
galaxies of sotto voce secrets, skeletons in [...]
Avenue Blue
Posted: 22nd July 2008 by ~m in Friends, God, Life, Love, Old Days, Or not, Personal, Poetry, Sacred, Truth, blues, dark, not funny, prayer, the Cosmos, womenTags: blues, broken, Deep thoughts, Friends, prose, Sad
@2 Avenue Blue,
lies a slate overgrown with the bluest of moments,
cue the crashing waves of silence, and a wooden ship carelessly washed ashore;
unwanted and forsaken
@2 Avenue Blue,
a terminal night falls, showing no signs of any kind of hope in dawning crimson . . .
white-capped and perpetual waves of the past
wash away so many castles built,
gifts [...]
Genesis {3}
Posted: 14th July 2008 by ~m in Angels, Dreams, Family, Life, Love, Personal, Sacred, Sleep, Stars, Truth, alzheimer's disease, anniversaries, deaths, prayerTags: anniversary, deaths, Deep thoughts, Life, Love, Mother
There’s a sacred moment lost somewhere between the dreamworld and my waking hours
that you are alive, still within me, heart beating, the assuring rhythm of your breath
Though the moment quickly dies, the memory of you continues to live; a complex composition of stars shining down from the heavens,
the genesis of untold galaxies,
the perpetual continuation of [...]
Closer to heaven
Posted: 1st July 2008 by ~m in Creative, Dreams, God, Life, Personal, Truth, chances, prayer, the Cosmos, writingTags: dark, Deep thoughts, depression, Life, Sad, writing
Rain falls,
in painful drops . . .
A perpetual river that cleanses the blackened earth
like penance supposedly cleanses the soul
looking the world in the eye,
you realize you’re no closer to heaven but further from home,
sweet home
Blankets of mist, persistent and tedious clouds of the mind,
erase any clarity, mimic false purity, like a vacant and unused sacrament
your [...]