#domino
my arms outstretched
I catch those in front of me
I fall back expecting the dominos to end
but my back shatters into the ground
she peers over my broken body
too young to handle it
she stepped back
and I don’t blame her
the weight of countless people rests in my ribs
but I don’t dare make a sound
Dec 3, 2025
Dec 3, 2025 at 8:36 PM UTC
anymore.
by any name,
I don’t pass your lips.
~
call me brandy,
call me Tennessee,
called me yours,
calling you out.
~
it’s too hot outside
to play dominos, Romeo,
if you can’t find a piece
to match my dots,
don’t call me anymore.
Jul 26, 2020
Jul 26, 2020 at 8:04 AM UTC
every step i take
my soul and body ache
and still
i hope
that by the end of the day
i will feel love
instead of hate
beauty
in all the pain
as if new life
rushes through my veins
because i'm human
which no longer means
i fall down
but
get up
and grow old
not
die young
to be proud
of
what i've done
it was a long way
and i took different paths
to form myself
how i am, act and love
but just as hurt
has a domino effect
so does healing
which i discovered
to be
Jan 15, 2019
Jan 15, 2019 at 5:23 PM UTC
So is my dog god
as I have ordained
or am I a madman,
absolutely insane?
His birth name is Domino
he picked it himself...
a black and white pit
pup he jumped
on a shelf and
down came the bones
that anointed him so.
Domino Dominus
both names mean
God,
but to me he's
a best friend and
sometimes my dog.
Aug 24, 2018
Aug 24, 2018 at 9:11 PM UTC
People are like dominos
arranged in neat lines
perfectly happy
not knowing they are aligned
to fall
and someday
one will collapse
and then the next one
and then the one after that
until they're all
on the ground
Jun 8, 2018
Jun 8, 2018 at 7:03 AM UTC
too many times
have i taken the time
to individually place
dominos
to have someone else
knock them down
before i’ve even finished.
and too many times
have i taken the time
to try to build myself up
for someone to break me down
before i’ve even finished.
they’re scared
of what i could make of myself,
but what they don’t know
is that falling down
and getting back up
just made me stronger.
i have gotten used
to the change in altitudes,
but you still need
an oxygen mask.
(steal the air from my lungs
as i steal the light in your eyes)
be scared.
Dec 30, 2017
Dec 30, 2017 at 11:31 AM UTC
the piano keys
will be rocking
in heaven
to-day
rhythm and blues
being played the
Fats Domino
way
quite the session of music
booming out from the
amplifier
a catalogue of tunes
charming the aficionado
admirer
"I'm Walking To New Orleans"
a song of
emotion
delivered by a soul
with such
devotion
a welcoming on
high
his mortal coil spiriting
up to the good Lord's
sky
a crying and a
wailing
of his heartbroken fans
as "Blueberry Hill" echoes to a
tailing
Oct 26, 2017
Oct 26, 2017 at 6:03 AM UTC
Dear one,
As the domino, I fall cascading on the drawing board. Why would one deny progression? A furtherance , the ebb and flow. I remain up beat and spirited as I read your letters. It's like a barred barricade is being lifted.Your glowing light is charging me. Certainty is liberating, the riding of the waves have become a skill that I have engrossed. The tides spread from shore to shore and I must anchor. I am ever grateful for your deliberation in regard to my current affairs. Your magnanimity is greatly appreciated.
As I am
Enormous, bountifulness of free spirit. Episodes of taciturnity alternated by sequences of thrill are remarkably felt. The higher level linking is simultaneous , coordinated and equidistant. As life propels, years progress a resemblance of energy is greatly congruent. The conforming compatibility of the absolute is evident. Transpiration of what once known yet unknown surfaces, erupts and consolidates a new meaning. A renewed existence, a recovered emergence solidifies. These moments are so evident, abundantly and vehemently felt on every fibre,bone and muscle of my being. Right to the core of my soul, my very existence.
On the tangent of thoughts........"J" the jewel... the forgotten treasure. What happened to the nature trueness that stroked your mind? The non win compromises aren't spontaneous. We must realign.... we must.
Vous êtes magnifiquement merveilleux et excellent en tous les moyens possible.
You sure do give me the butterflies......
You hold me in skies high above.
I can't control the butterflies.........
Is it just a flutter ?
To progress as you progress.....
SassyJ
Inspired by........
Natasha Bedingfield (Soulmate)
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=P27MPi3ZhCg
Dec 25, 2015
Dec 25, 2015 at 2:35 PM UTC