my body feels so heavy my arms, limbs, eyelids my mouth turned down at the corners my heart in my stomach and my head clouded so thick. i imagined the door closing, light disappearing. blackness. and that wall being rebuilt, brick by brick – yet the chasm was wider, deeper and darker. the cries of…
Category: Love
quote: Rumi
Let the lover be disgraceful, crazy, absentminded. Someone sober will worry about things going badly. Let the lover be. – From Essential Rumi
quote: Maya Angelou
“Try to be a rainbow in someone’s cloud.” – Maya Angelou
hand and heart, no brain
I feel like someone just punched their hand through my chest and ripped out my heart.
LOVE – you painful, gorgeous emotion…
When you’ve been in pain, you unknowingly forced your heart to close, steel bars sprang up – I wonder when this heart will be free again. The irony, that you’re so free with your love, that you love and adore all, or at least try to, yet you don’t allow yourself to be loved in…
melting pot
The sun dappled through the sky-high grass playing across my vision A melting pot of colour of emotional intuition I let go – eventually – The energy of those around me Striking starkly. And I see the sky’s rhythm Dancing light And tall stems A sunset backdrop. Your aura Smile Being. How we merged…
sending you all much love…
One good thing about Commercial Love Day?? Free chocolate and free roses!!!
ode to Sinead and Jake
When you told me you were getting married, I smiled in disbelief… after all these years?! I’m sure that even your parents felt some relief. You two aren’t a typical whirlwind romance, But rather, slow burners – giving your love a real chance. I didn’t imagine either of you as the “fairytale wedding” types But…
family, life, and everything after
Love is a funny thing; It lightens your soul and brings you firmly back to ground. It lifts your spirits, And makes you want more… It fills your heart, your essence, your being And in the next instant it can turn so ugly, So poor… An afterthought, as communication breaks down And once accepted contentment…
haiku: I was wrong
I did meet someone. I was wrong, not he. Again. It is over, love.
