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Feb 26, 2006 16:33

Walking in high winds was I... had cofee and wrote this:

2/23/06
The snow blows in tiny dustings
layered and dangling upon the wind
freezing-stopping sporatically
A still life in motion
An action abstract of amazing facsination
milliseconds pass by
the cinimatic resumes control
a mere blink of an eye
realiztions of everything has function and role
its pure nourishment of mind body and soul.
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health food binging! and writing! all in one day, LOL!!

2/25/06
within this role
I am whole
Almost
Except for a tool
An alien object
I was born with to fool
yet I refuse its use
it does not belong
but there it still is
as I look down
left in my skin wrong
sometimes I obsess
sometimes I drown
in incomplete success
-please o' please I beg you
don't let me regress
for in this role I speak of
My self image has progress
Of all I feel of Who I am
true~
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2/26/06
"Clearer Visions"
what will I see in my Journey of Self
My evolution from cattipillar to butterfly
Truth beautified beneath tears cried
the pain caused in denial of me
by myself, by others
all thats taken for granted, unaware that I am free
I've felt imprisoned within
screaming without words for release
now I'm quieter and finally see some light
hopelessness fades

My wings clipped so long are regrowing
Though I know I will never fully ragain
my angelicism I'm satisfied in the comfort
of just feeling like I am me again...
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poetry

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