#day-dreaming
Walking in the midst of dark shadows,
In the silence through the meadows
I feel disconnected from reality,
Far from the world's true letality
I'm somewhere in between worlds,
A place without rules or rulers
A place without good and evil
Without any.... upheaval
It is in this place that I can be,
Be my true self, my mind set free
Thoughts run free, like horses in a meadow
In the midst of this dark shadow
Oct 31, 2015
Oct 31, 2015 at 3:57 AM UTC
Dear potential lover
When you fall in love with me
Make sure to love the way,
my face dulls on gloomy days;
like a rose in autumn.
And fall for my muddy brown eyes,
that take you to worlds with distant skies;
eyes like fields of adventure.
My stretch marks, scattered simultaneously,
like strokes of a brush set wild and free;
their colour of clouds with silver lining.
Fall for my unpainted nails, the plain sort
stubby, and cut almost too short;
nails made for playing in the soil.
Love my tummy, un-flat and not so lean,
the kind you don’t see in magazines;
a tummy with gentle hills.
Admire the way I look,
lost, snuggled up in a book;
the way I stare at the trees,
my fine hair playing with the breeze;
love my excessive day-dreaming
and my serenity on afternoon walks.
Dear potential lover:
Love all of me;
My perfections
and my imperfections
and my perfect imperfections.
Shayma. .
Dec 18, 2015
Dec 18, 2015 at 6:27 AM UTC
Temagami, Ontario. 1967
Take out wheat wafers,
spread on thick cheese
and crunch loudly.
Wash it down with
long cool swallows
of Molson's.
Sit by the window
and watch the rain,
smoking a cigarette
and dreaming.
~mce
Jun 12, 2015
Jun 12, 2015 at 4:44 PM UTC