Showing posts with label poetry. Show all posts
Showing posts with label poetry. Show all posts
2.25.2015
2.24.2015
Finite Happiness
As I watched her giggle,
in that carefree way a child shrills
without hesitance or self-awareness;
with the infectious glee
that flares one's nostrils,
and forces out a laugh
no matter how stoic one's self pride is determined to be,
I realized that I was immortal.
Her laughter triggered the cognizance
that all moments prior to that one did not exist.
That all moments in my future plans did not exist.
And that there,
with the other children,
all amplifying the same insouciant laughter;
their hearty ha's heating the small room,
we were enveloped in a moment of finite happiness.
In that one moment of communal gaiety,
everything outside of it did not exist.
There was no suffering, no sadness.
No regret or doubt.
No rushing or watching the clock
because there is no time outside of our time.
In that one moment we were where we were
because there exists no other place to be.
I became aware that no other moment than the present exists.
Sure, the present is ever-changing
but in its inconsistency the present is always telling me that I'm here.
in that carefree way a child shrills
without hesitance or self-awareness;
with the infectious glee
that flares one's nostrils,
and forces out a laugh
no matter how stoic one's self pride is determined to be,
I realized that I was immortal.
Her laughter triggered the cognizance
that all moments prior to that one did not exist.
That all moments in my future plans did not exist.
And that there,
with the other children,
all amplifying the same insouciant laughter;
their hearty ha's heating the small room,
we were enveloped in a moment of finite happiness.
In that one moment of communal gaiety,
everything outside of it did not exist.
There was no suffering, no sadness.
No regret or doubt.
No rushing or watching the clock
because there is no time outside of our time.
In that one moment we were where we were
because there exists no other place to be.
I became aware that no other moment than the present exists.
Sure, the present is ever-changing
but in its inconsistency the present is always telling me that I'm here.
9.10.2014
4.04.2014
3.20.2014
3.11.2014
3.02.2014
12.11.2013
10.22.2013
9.27.2013
9.20.2013
Rope Swing
Stretch. Reach high. Hold tight.
Tension. Running start. Take flight.
Let go. Flow. Alight.
9.16.2013
Self Destruction
The vessel has shattered; smashed to bits by me
Loving hearts sliced open by sharp shards of glass
Bloody tears pour down upon what used to be
Memories are what's left of a perfect past
It can't offer refuge from the mess I made
Scar reminders that perfection also bleeds
Next time I will think before I swing my blade
So in hunting wants, I don't destroy my needs.
9.04.2013
Pointless
"Needs" are not fulfilled
Just as wishes don't come true
When you want too much.
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