[in a life in the stars]

October 26, 2014

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in a life in the stars  in the poet in his prose in the lines and the dots in the coming and the goes in the quiet in the words and the silent in the cold in the voice in the whisper the gem in the gold in that one and in mine in love […]

[returning home]

October 20, 2014

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returning home  from a faraway land i am on a plane with a few bags filled with memories and things i realise too late (or: just late enough) that a suitcase the one i had taken from home has been forgotten there i look for ways to have it brought back then see: perhaps its contents […]

[proof of how much i hate the colder months]

September 17, 2014

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proof of how much i hate the colder months lies in the fact that when i woke up at 5:30 am, i looked at the darkness outside, remained in bed, stared at the ceiling, closed my eyes and wished and wished with all my might that the days would start getting longer again. i then […]

points to ponder ~ exlovers

August 20, 2014

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Why are old lovers able to become friends? Two reasons. They never truly loved each other…or they love each other still. ― Whitney Otto, ‘How to make an American Quilt’

[traces of stories]

August 1, 2014

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the skies were nothing but a void all its gems stolen and sold traces of stories left behind that would perhaps never be told broken pieces of sound if fell the emptiness swallowed them whole and night came after the darkness taking what was left of great hope

Posted in: Life, Love, Musings, Poems, Poetry, Writing

[but there]

July 30, 2014

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letting go may not be as simple or easy as you thought. time passes, years go by, you think you’ve forgotten. then one day you feel something move, making requests for your attention, and you realise that they are still living in there. quiet and hidden, but there nonetheless. and you smile a little smile […]

Posted in: Life, Love, Musings, Prose

[her face was a blur]

June 23, 2014

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her face was a blur or maybe a haze i don’t quite remember it’s been a few days i remember a feeling of eerie gloom a quick little thought of impending doom the room was dark and yet aglow her voice a soft whisper no more said “you’ll know when it’s time” then “just say […]

Posted in: Dreams, Life, Poems, Poetry, Writing

a simple thought

June 22, 2014

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there are many people (i know a few) who say “i” when they could say “we” who say “my” when “our” is a better fit. try to include others in your life and achievements whenever you honestly can. there’s little to lose much togetherness to gain. ~ k

(from “The Silent Articulation of a Face” by Rumi)

May 19, 2014

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Love comes with a knife, not some shy question, and not with fears for its reputation! I say these things disinterestedly. Accept them in kind. Love is a madman, working his wild schemes, tearing off his clothes, running through the mountains, drinking poison, and now quietly choosing annihilation. ~ Rumi

[all was dark]

March 17, 2014

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all was dark i could not see not a sparkle in my eye for one by one 'til it was e{ }ty he picked stars out of my sky (and hid them well) ~

[between all storms of ice and snow]

March 12, 2014

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(i dunno…this just came. i was trying to write a haiku.) between all storms of ice and snow and underneath the freeze there is some calm to be found and some kind of release when dying’s done and born not yet and life’s not in the way it’s much much easier to let go much […]

Posted in: Life, Love, Musings, Poems, Poetry

[sun arose early]

March 6, 2014

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sun arose early sunrays erased winter grey dug up buried hearts ~

[one's idea]

March 5, 2014

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one’s idea of paradise is a matter of perspective: one day it’s a little town on a hill by the sea in Italy… then one day it’s as simple as anywhere with you.

choke

February 8, 2014

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give me your words of praise and hell make me the reason for your well- being and hurl kind words at me that slither and writhe snakily twisting around each sorry curl around each limb we'll let them twirl and madden me and I’ll crave more: on me many more words you’ll pour! they’ll crush […]

Posted in: Life, Poems, Poetry, Writing

3a.m.

January 20, 2014

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much was empty there was no sleep no wind ever found a night so deep a star (winkd)went out of its mind a moon looked lonely (poor oneofakind) staring out a wind- -ow from a cold bed but one pair of eyes a sky was red

let’s go next door

January 7, 2014

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2013 was a great year and blah blah blah 2014 started with a lessthanBANG. i fell sick on the very first day of this new year which, i’m sure, will still be awesome. i mean, “what you do on the first day you will on the rest too” is clearly an untrue saying. (what, you […]

momma told me there’d be days like this

October 4, 2013

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Some days are just bad. They’re bad and they give all the other days, aka LIFE, a bad name. But they’re stupid and annoying and that’s just what they’re like and along with all the people you can’t stand but tolerate anyway you simply have to accept days like those. Have a little more coffee, […]

quote ~ on worrying

October 4, 2013

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Don’t worry about the future. Or worry, but know that worrying is as effective as trying to solve an algebra equation by chewing bubble gum. The real troubles in your life are apt to be things that never crossed your worried mind, the kind that blindside you at 4 PM on some idle Tuesday. ~ […]

a little why

September 5, 2013

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I still can’t write fiction. I wish I could but I can’t. Haven’t been able to since I was 17. But there are times when I’m able to put my feelings into words, elusive feelings that want to remain at large. When I’m able to catch up with them, shake them loose, and make them […]

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