Change is strange and sometimes necessary
autumn develops a sweet sense of liquid motion
casting spells of deep dreams in the sky
Why do we change?
Why is it strange?
the beauty is among us
The first leaf falls and it has begun
Gleaming slowly, I can see the sun
The ocean breeze becomes light and chilly, yet it's still alive
Change is strange and sometimes necessary, grab the whiskey and eggnog and we will surely survive !
Halloween and pumpkin pie, oh my!
Get the little ones
Dress up and play
Family time is on the way!
Change is strange and sometimes necessary, all the memories are here to stay!
Sep 6, 2014
Sep 6, 2014 at 12:39 PM UTC
Sometimes I sit in the park
I die in the dark
And I long for you
I hear whispers in my ear
Once again I'm screaming
Oh wait! No, I'm screaming in happy thought
A process to ponder
A process to grow from
Can I express myself even if it's black, mystic and spew
I am a po-et
Po-et-ing
Po-et-ic
Aug 25, 2014
Aug 25, 2014 at 3:26 PM UTC
To fear the utmost bravery
To hault at expectations
This is life
We choose to loathe in comfort or seek love from others outside of us
To fear the utmost truth is the reason of existence
We have to learn
To grow
To expand
To fly
Aug 20, 2014
Aug 20, 2014 at 10:51 AM UTC
Pitter patter on the deep mount
Explore explosions in the sky
If we trust the rooted continent we may even die
But wait...
Aren't we all dying anyway?
Truth be told I have a love
A love in life that's full of surprises even the world doesn't get
It's only me
It's only you
Sky less
Dark
Emotion full of doubt
Come with me and wrap me in your arms
Play onward bad around me
Let me be here and there
Never conclude or doubt your beautiful mystery
It always amazes me and I never once fear the ability of it
Oh, the laughter
Thank you for ******** my weirdness through your genuine smile
I'll never forget it, ya know?
I'm here
Here
Here
Aug 19, 2014
Aug 19, 2014 at 9:04 PM UTC
I pick it like a scab.
Its ugly and itching,
Unwilling to heal without leaving its mark.
Its funny how the past teaches but leaves one tainted.
But funnier how you never have the things you need,
but have all the **** you want.
Aug 19, 2014
Aug 19, 2014 at 6:45 PM UTC
And soon I'll forget the color of your eyes
and you'll forget mine.
Isn't it funny
How we become so attached to people
Only to detach months if not years later?
Isn't it funny
How the ones we let our guard down for,
Are the ones that make us build our walls higher then before?
Isn't it funny
How we fall in love
And either remain lovers
Or become
Permanent
strangers.
Aug 19, 2014
Aug 19, 2014 at 3:18 PM UTC
I refuse to be half of one whole
For I am enough always
To stay silent surrounded by seas
And as Ellan my will shall remain
Constant, contained and content
For it turns out that I need you not
And that I want you even less.
Aug 19, 2014
Aug 19, 2014 at 3:15 PM UTC
Cages fail in their attempt to hold beauty/ as sand from hand it slips/ slips from time taking shape in chance and impact/ funny how a cage traps the body/ yet the mind traps the soul//
Aug 19, 2014
Aug 19, 2014 at 3:06 PM UTC
If I isn't know myself I would think I was a self a holic. One who is constantly obsessed with what's happening with the self.
That's it
That's all
That's all I have to say
Aug 19, 2014
Aug 19, 2014 at 3:01 PM UTC
If the dreamer is dreaming then where do their souls live?
Underneath the pocket of dust in your closet?
In your soft comfy bed of rest?
In the dreamers hands so you can play with the idea of reality?
If we are constantly dreaming
Then what experiences are we having?
The experience of having a better experience?
Or is it....
Just a dream?
Aug 19, 2014
Aug 19, 2014 at 2:54 PM UTC