#spontaneity
For through these moments
and all of this time
Was an instance of
releasing the control
Of looking for sincerity
in spontaneity to be real
To seek instead a way
of being that just flows
And in doing so giving
trust to the surroundings
With hands and heart held
open to whatever happens
So that there is no worry
no contemplation, no undoing
Instead what is found is
simply grace and easiness
Then the calm rushed in
so silently yet instantaneously
With sweet dreams of the
sunshine tomorrow brings
Jan 13, 2023
Jan 13, 2023 at 11:37 AM UTC
A life well lived always includes some sort of mischief,
a healthy balance at least – nothing malicious:
it’s just part of the business,
it’s why the sound of laughter is so mouthwateringly delicious
and spontaneity
brings one to their knees it’s so ******* religious!
What I’m trying to say is:
learn
to laugh
with life.
Simply put,
there’s just too much humor to not share your light.
Apr 3, 2020
Apr 3, 2020 at 5:25 PM UTC
my mind longs for an adventure
my soul seeks for spontaneity
my heart yearns for a carpe diem
but am i ready?
Sep 8, 2019
Sep 8, 2019 at 5:57 PM UTC
Spontaneity is too rare to happen if you're talking to a complete stranger.
Though, your heart can easily read and understand the person's individuality.
When I met you, my mind dictates that he isn't the one.
But, my heart fights for it, whispering lines that you wanted to hear, feeding your mind with the right emotion.
It brings so much joy and profound happiness knowing that we're able to keep the conversation going no matter how the topics get.
When I'm with you, hours feel like seconds. It just slips by unknowingly.
Amidst all these, there's just one thing that I want to ask from you.
Please be serious about me.
It's too early to say this but I see you as someone whom I can be with until I get old.
And, I assure you, there's not a thing that I hide from you.
Thank you for coming into my life. For allowing me to be silly, to be loud, to be like a child.
Above all, I thank you for allowing God to be in the center as to what we have now.
As they say, 'Only in spontaneity can we be who we truly are".
Feb 12, 2019
Feb 12, 2019 at 3:38 PM UTC
This is important…to you
With life comes expectation’s, we only disappoint.
With love comes expectation’s. I have to disappoint.
They tell me I must celebrate getting closer to the end.
I tell them I don't want to and I don't have to, without a girlfriend.
With love you are obligated. Without I am free to choose.
They tell me it is another opportunity wasted,
To find someone I do,
Want to fall in love with;
I could end the night with a kiss.
I say there are three hundred and sixty four other days
And she would find me any other time, if she truly knew me.
I do not wish celebrate this day,
So come back tomorrow and try again.
If you are only willing to try to love me once,
Then we will never find a way, so I think you should bounce.
If love is not committed, then tell me, what is it?
If love has rules that I must follow religiously,
Then where is the spontaneity?
I want love at first sight and true insight,
Not being forced to be happy this night.
If I must, then I will begrudgingly
And I will wear a plastic smile and empty eyes;
So tell me if they will still want me?
If you cannot understand my reasons,
Then there is no helping you.
I will not be helped to help myself, no matter what the season.
I will remain in oblivion,
Searching for the driven,
Waiting again for passion,
To call out my name.
I carry my pain in a box of misfortune,
As I walk alone down memory lane.
Your glass is half full, my soul is shattered.
Happy Birthday...doesn't matter.
(C)2017 Aa Harvey. All Rights Reserved.
May 13, 2018
May 13, 2018 at 12:10 PM UTC
There's nothing new under the sun.
I don't think I'll ever get over
that phrase.
Because honestly,
I'll always feel like I have
something to contribute.
Born to late to explore the world,
science is all I got left.
please
leave me something
Apr 23, 2018
Apr 23, 2018 at 12:53 PM UTC
Looking to the future.
Rushing to find the *** of gold at the end of the rainbow,
Will only leave you missing its beauty
And always looking for tomorrow.
To wish to have the future, handed to you like a present,
Will leave you left in a perpetual state of regret.
Don’t forever spend your time looking forward;
Live in the now before you miss it.
What will be, will be, you can’t change the future.
Your destiny has already been written
And you can’t change what you didn’t tell her.
It surely is a shame that you’re rushing to your deaths.
Slow down, relax, there’s plenty of time yet.
You have a whole life to live, stop risking it so;
Stop and look around. Live today, not tomorrow.
If there’s something you wish to see;
Put your life on hold, tomorrow may be too late.
If there’s a place, you dream you could be,
Make it so; don’t let it become another missed opportunity.
Another chance you didn’t take;
But don’t miss the Heaven, in front of you now.
Seize this chance at purity,
Before you’re floating up into the clouds.
Embrace the now; don’t just reach for the future,
For that you can never get your hands upon.
Call in sick and just lay here with each other,
For some time in the future,
You may be waiting for this moment to come.
Be spontaneous, make a choice and go with it,
There’s no telling where it could lead;
That’s why it is so exciting.
This day could be your last, or it could change your life,
So be content with what you have now
And leave tomorrow out of sight.
Kiss her lips, hold her hand,
Say “I love you!” Again and again and again
And make sure you mean every word you say to her,
For tomorrow something could change,
Your opinions of each other.
But I’m sure it won’t; you’ll last forever,
If you can both truly stay faithful and love one another.
(C)2013 Aa Harvey. All Rights Reserved.
Apr 16, 2018
Apr 16, 2018 at 3:25 PM UTC
An hour planned
an evening stolen;
time fleeing on it’s wings
dropping silver feathers round our feet.
I found one by morning light
lifting it to see it right.
It was your voice, your laugh
your whisper against my cheek.
These like prizes for taking heart,
leaping one more time,
I found treasure.
Rewards for faith to seek.
Sep 24, 2017
Sep 24, 2017 at 6:15 PM UTC
Of all the ways I know,
writing's the fastest,
in head, out mouth,
out hand, out there.
Aug 2, 2017
Aug 2, 2017 at 10:48 AM UTC
I said to her
You know, you scare me
That in all seriousness
You may be that one girl whom pushes the one button no one has ever thought to look for
I'm not quite sure though
I mean the boss is around but no one thinks the possibility of saying
Hey what the hell does this button do.
Will anything happen at all
Will alarms go off, horns blaring
Arms tucked at our side running like hell
I mean if anything was to happen we could always blame it on the guy standing next to us
All in good fun,
I suppose persistence isn't the argument
A civil unrest that leads into the most random conversations
Appearing in the most oddest of places doing nothing
Riding the clock amazed at why we've never thought to do this before
The complacent thought
Not troubled by the thrill
a moth flies dangerously close to the flame
A constant change
The flame.
Existing in the real world
The trouble of time
To be honest life without you is simply boring
Wheres the thrill in anything
That chance in getting caught doing the one thing you truly want to do
The one track mind of micromanagement
The constant nag and ********
The leisure of it all
Without the need to look over our shoulder
Except sneaking over to the back office no one ever goes to
This is life with you
This is life without you as well
Oct 3, 2016
Oct 3, 2016 at 5:34 PM UTC
Journey across time with calendar wings,
moments packed like spare t-shirts
and extra socks,
passport in one hand and
a window seat to the right;
an empty notebook penciled by thought -
its white void the clouds
that fuel your glorious lungs
Honeymoon with more sky and fewer limits,
bound at the ankles by freedom
- and spontaneity, by chance -
the fresh juice of destiny
your north in every glass of south;
a stomach full of butterflies
to take you to places the maps won't
Voyage, gift-wrapped in mystery,
each sunrise peeled apart with branching arms;
that new car smell
to steer you upon the magic
of rhyming skies and watercolour footprints -
companionship in purpose
embedded into the souls
of all who climb the peaks of your dreams
beside you
Jul 22, 2016
Jul 22, 2016 at 4:58 AM UTC
Mercies at juxtapositional refinement
Abandoned constitutional confinement
Handshakes on the bridged ligaments
The sweet melodious serene dreams fleets
One after the other like peculiar inventions
The mellow scenes of frames realignments
Wonderful crafted words verses paradigm
Harmonic jazz awesomeness, decode freeness
Orchestral spontaneity drills pragmatic energy
Yet, as the gingered steams rise from the hot brew
The scented breeze of life vaticinates with a smile afar
Whispers of "no obligation, no expectations" reverbs..... on and on....on and on
Feb 25, 2016
Feb 25, 2016 at 6:54 AM UTC
Am I depressed
Or just a little sad?
Am I insane
Or just a touch too mad?
I try to find rhythm
In the words on the page
But I long to be free
And escape from this cage
I try to find order
In a humdrum, safe life
But I need to get out
Find some conflict and strife
I'm going insane,
At least, that's what I think
And I know that my thoughts
Are beginning to sink
They're becoming so wild
So restless, untamed
And there's things in my head
That can not be named
They claw at my eyelids
They scream in my ears
They keep me awake
And they pour out my tears
I'm going insane
I just want it to end
I don't know what's coming
Around the next bend
The suspense is killing me
Will someone please help?!
I'm about to fall off
Of the highest high shelf
When I hit the ground
I'll shatter and break
And the pieces of me
Will be left for a day
Just to gather some dust
Just to sit there and rot
Because no one will give me
A first second thought
So the pieces of me
That are shattered and broken
Will remain like the words
That I've left unspoken
Alone
Jan 6, 2015
Jan 6, 2015 at 3:00 AM UTC
*Feel the curves
Lean carefully
Hold the reins
Taste the fire
Burn your tongue
Get closer
Fill the gaps
No breathing space
Feel, one
Clasped fortune
Hidden treasures
Stoke up the fire
Feel the glow
Much warmth
Vows of passion
Lingering feel
Skin to skin
Minds in delirium
Don’t stop
It’s a tumultuous order
To find each other
In a new way*
Jan 5, 2015
Jan 5, 2015 at 9:07 AM UTC
Something simple, something sweet...
Something magical, my souls favorite treat.
The calm before the storm. A captivating blur,
Of feelings no bystander could infer.
A magical intensity of silent poetry.
Bittersweet bliss manifesting inside of me.
Spontaneity whipping through the air.
All sense of reality halts in the company we share.
Clouds of the past dissipate,
With each ray of sunshine you create.
A roller-coaster ride lacking a safety belt,
Surpassing any type of affection ever felt.
Like riding a wave, yet a board would serve no purpose...
If you have me constantly floating above the surface.
Reality holds no depiction to genuinely describe,
The notion of comprehending all that is inside.
Foraging for a taste of your soul, my eyes are met with a blue abyss.
Shaded ripples of Nirvana, too precious to resist.
Drifting towards the center, a black hole draws me in.
Here I realize I had found my key to explore within.
A whirlwind of beauty emerging from every angle.
So engulfed in the chemistry, I am now comfortably tangled.
Smacked with a supercharged rush leaving me numb, frozen with awe.
Eventually revived, your lips casually departing mine...the first thing I saw.
Apr 9, 2014
Apr 9, 2014 at 1:08 AM UTC