YOU… – Jewel -

You with your
gentle lightning
spinning like Orion,
full of muscle
and all the patience
of stars.
Hooked upon the pinnacle
of a desire
that arrests
itself,
caught on the crossfires
of what could be,
my mind turns to you:
A pin hole of light
that softly hums
and murmurs
whose blurry edges
beg to come into view.

Ask her.

She will tell you. She won’t be able to tell you physically or verbally. Yet, she will communicate in a way you may not know yet. Keep your mind and heart open for signs. Your mother will communicate her wishes if you let her and are willing to listen. Ask her. Ask her what she wants. [...]

sarah with the red door has impeccable taste

so you want to be a writer? — Bukowski

if it doesn’t come bursting out of you
in spite of everything,
don’t do it.
unless it comes unasked out of your
heart and your mind and your mouth
and your gut,
don’t do it.
if you have to sit for hours
staring at your computer screen
or hunched over your
typewriter
searching for words,
don’t do it.
if you’re [...]

in memoriam

Life is real! Life is earnest! And the grave is not its goal;
Dust thou art, to dust returnest,
Was not spoken of the soul.
 
~Henry Wadsworth Longfellow~