Allintoone

The sound of

Crows

Thrashing their caws

Into the somnambulant clouds

Is to

Me

A sound of endurance

A sound of long roads

Distances to travel

Children swing ‘round

In playfire circles

Singing under the falling

Feathers

‘twixt the autumn leaves

The colours of which

Are to me

The colours of time

The colours of absences

Friends who have gone

There is a taste

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As the weather warms my mother's writing comes up like the spring grass. A sudden presence such as the presences of insects crawling on your skin after six months of winter. Going to the park it crawls with parents and their tiny children, like they're coming out of the woodwork, the wallflowers blooming in the heat of vitamin D. I missed this. Now ( Read more... )

I haven't posted on here in ages. Literally, I've aged since last I posted online. But now that I have this nifty "pocket laptop" at my disposal I can easily access the internet at any place that will give it to me...for free. Which is here, my second home. Yeah, I have two homes now. And while I'm a big fan of both houses I make a definite ( Read more... )

I felt the need to write a little something today. After my crazy stressful night at work yesterday I can feel the endorphins in my body as I enjoy my weekend off with my friends and moving into the house. But I felt something should be said about, once again, the coolness of my friends ( Read more... )

There is something to be said about pain. It isn't fun, it isn't easy to get rid of, it pretty much just sucks. There are different kinds of pain, obviously, emotional and physical. It seems easier, for me at least, to isolate physical pain and then ignore it. When I broke my elbow I distinctly remember telling myself to isolate the pain; I pushed ( Read more... )

So this is life...cozy. I am sitting here in one of my eighteen remaining days in this house and I am counting down virtually every hour until I get to say, "Alright movers, let's get moving." I want to pack now but I know it isn't quite relevant yet. Give it another week or so and I'll be flinging my books and DVDs (in a nice, OCD order) into my ( Read more... )

The best laid plans, yeah? Often go astray...or awry...either or. In any case we didn't make it to Tennessee which made me feel like the worst friend on the face of the planet. This poor kid who needs to see his friends tried so hard to make it work and instead it blows up in his face at the last minute. I felt just awful about it. The money just ( Read more... )

Snow has finally hit the ground and stuck. It's mid November and my bones aren't ready for the chill of winter. Though once school starts the snow and the cold will melt on my dorm room windowpane due to the heat from my work ethic. Less free time, more work...a different kind of fun ( Read more... )

Scrabble is a deliciously difficult game for my molten brain to play. I look at my seven letters and see endless possibilities of poems and essays bursting for a chance to be read. And my intellect feels so underdeveloped I can hardly stand it. Words and non-words scratch and claw at my eyes so that I can hardly tell which is which.
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