I am a fountain
Ideas flow from Spirit
Through my open mind
Wednesday, July 9, 2008
rambling reclaiming 07/03/08 2:25pm
I'm juicy and ripe, quite succulent really.
I'm round and I'm soft as I sway across the room.
A drop of passion oil I place on my hot ivory covering.
Salt and pepper on my head.
Bare feet on the floor.
I laugh deep from my belly
I'm round and I'm soft as I sway across the room.
A drop of passion oil I place on my hot ivory covering.
Salt and pepper on my head.
Bare feet on the floor.
I laugh deep from my belly
I hate to end a good book 07/03/08
I hate to come to the end of a good book. Like a child at bed time, afraid of missing out, I dilly-dally reading just a snippet here and there trying to make it last. Afraid of the sadness that comes with the loss of an old friend. Not sure who I will miss more the story or the characters.
"THEY" are not my friend! 07/03/08-2pm
What if... you spent your whole life doing everything "THEY" expected.
Then to celebrate you threw a party, and "THEY" never came.
Would you through in the towel?
Would you give up on all their silliness?
Then to celebrate you threw a party, and "THEY" never came.
Would you through in the towel?
Would you give up on all their silliness?
07/03/08 (1:45pm) nonsense of me
Ellison Lilith James
So she went, and so she came.
Spinning, swirling dancing wild.
Ellison Lilith James
So she went, and so she came.
Spinning, swirling dancing wild.
Ellison Lilith James
Summer Storm
07/03/08
Keep an eye on that thunder.
Press an ear to the flash.
Taste the rumble of rainfall.
(the rhythm in the next two lines doesn't match, but I am using them to hold the thought until I figure out how to fix it.)
Smell the echo of sweet winds.
Drenched in the heat of (electricity)
Keep an eye on that thunder.
Press an ear to the flash.
Taste the rumble of rainfall.
(the rhythm in the next two lines doesn't match, but I am using them to hold the thought until I figure out how to fix it.)
Smell the echo of sweet winds.
Drenched in the heat of (electricity)
Tuesday, July 8, 2008
Progressive Sylabic Haiku 07/03/08 first draft
This is my first experiment with creating my own form. I used a progressive increase of syllables in each haiku, starting with 1/3/1 and going up to 8/10/8. I found the more syllables I used the more difficult the haiku. These are not done, but I'm happy with the first attempt.
1/3/1- I'm
Missing cat
Lonely
2/4/2- I am
Endless searching
Unknown
3/5/3- Who knows life?
Will my soul be filled?
I'm hope full
4/6/4- Inquisitive
Peering into Spirit
Breathtaking view
5/7/5- I'm weary, needing
A good night's rest eludes me
When will running stop?
6/8/6- I am an endless soul
Confined in my humanity
Separated at birth
7/9/7- I'm blurry-eyed, sleep walking
Repetitive avoidance of dreams
Slumber, please carry me home
8/10/8- I'm numb, having left my body
Shocked, unable to feel each sensation
How do I find restitution?
1/3/1- I'm
Missing cat
Lonely
2/4/2- I am
Endless searching
Unknown
3/5/3- Who knows life?
Will my soul be filled?
I'm hope full
4/6/4- Inquisitive
Peering into Spirit
Breathtaking view
5/7/5- I'm weary, needing
A good night's rest eludes me
When will running stop?
6/8/6- I am an endless soul
Confined in my humanity
Separated at birth
7/9/7- I'm blurry-eyed, sleep walking
Repetitive avoidance of dreams
Slumber, please carry me home
8/10/8- I'm numb, having left my body
Shocked, unable to feel each sensation
How do I find restitution?
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