Beauty Marks

more of my ramblings...

     I have been defeated. I have been broken and dragged down by pain. I have sobbed until I am numb and I carry scars from wounds too numerous to desire to count. But I still know life is for delight.  Life is about strife and kisses... Those brief moments of smiles, bliss and beauty in spite of the storms. Finding the smile with a tremble just behind your lips... A shadow on EVERY smile.  Song amid the clamour... Sitting in a comfortable chair on my porch with a deliciously sinful espresso watching the morning edge it's way into the dark... penetrating and devouring darkness and effusing rays and shadows.  White light dismembering the cold, illuminating and seeking flesh to warm... The magic gloaming... I hear humming... Can you? 

      In the shadows I shuffle through pretty purple boxes and countless shelves of shiny souvenirs and trinkets, books and journals... The clutter of my attic, saved to savor in reverence... Memories... Both sweet and bitter. Both tears and songs... Be they honey on my tongue or salt in my mouth... Scars, deep and alluring. Inviting. My treasures... I've decorated their home. I keep it... even if dark. The shaping of a life. Beautiful in it's suffering and resilience. It's losses and tiny triumphs. It's aches and bits of good cheer. Pull up a chair... I'll pour you a coffee and we'll read awhile. Do you hear humming?

     Strife and kisses... It's about being able to find beauty and bliss amid tremors and agony. Being able to smile after you've bled the last of your lovers tears upon the floor and showered the last of their touch forever down the drain. Singing in the dark, as the water scalds the pain and eases your soul in a comforting embrace of steam. Letting your demons adjourn to the attic with a new book or bauble. My shadows... my beauty.

     Eh? You question that? My beauty lies in my shadows as it does for many... In our scars. Our definition. The way the candle light played on the ceiling and I marveled at the shadows dancing on her face... The way her eyes sparkled in the cast... The shadows hold the taste of her for my tongue. The sound of my son sleeping... His breath illuminating my soul in a world pitch black as I make my way to bed. Sitting on the floor staring at Christmas lights shining through colored glass and crystal... smiling, singing mine of Silent Night... Aching with tears at the emptiness of my hands and bed that still smells of her... The shadows hold these pictures... Strife and kisses... Beauty marks. Yours are too...

     There is a moment in every day as the sun breaks ground... The darkness is penetrated and pushed... A straining, magical moment... A period of amber glows and dancing shadows cascading upon the world. New perspectives and opportunities... A moment when the WHOLE of our world is shadow and amazingly beautiful. When angels and demons sing alike... harmony... a pause... in spirit and song. Sit, I have coffee... watch with me. Sing with me if you care. The sweet melancholy of memories and dreams... Tell me there is no beauty in shadows... Being able to see the glow all around. You can live in the light. I will live in the gloaming.

Author's Note

Rambling, run on sentence... I don't know... you tell me what to do with it. This is where my demons hide. Those are MY shadows. Do you know yours? Have at it.

Reviews

[Lyn Anderson]

You say strife and kisses - I say laundry and dishes - perspective, is everything. I am probably notorious for picking out errors and punctuation - so the fact that they either aren't there or I am not seeing them says something about the pieces of yours I read thus far.

[Lucifer Jones]

THAT is amazing... I am notorious for my rambling, run-on sentence, lack of proper punctuation. I'm glad you stopped by and shared your perception! Thank you.

[Tennessee]

Kid, your "ramblings" are more meaning full then you know. I liked the relationships in this one. I say keep it and I myself found out some good information in this little piece of writing. Love you kid.

[Lucifer Jones]

Thank you so much Tenn. Always glad to see you stopped, read and opined. The love is mutual for my favorite beast...

[deejayb567]

Your demons....how interesting...

[Lucifer Jones]

We all have them... whether they come in hues of blue or amber shades.To burn us each day and define our next steps... And they make us all the more beautiful for it.

[Nicole Williams]

I keep reading this its so amazing,
you have such a genuine talent its eerie.
keep on writing my friend!

[Lucifer Jones]

Wow... Thank you... I am humbled.

[Hatchling]

Amazingly written! Keep up the good work

[Lucifer Jones]

Thank you so much!

[Hatchling]

You're welcome

[Sami Khalil]

" There is a moment in every day as the sun breaks ground... The darkness is penetrated and pushed... A straining, magical moment... A period of amber glows and dancing shadows cascading upon the world. New perspectives and opportunities... A moment when the WHOLE of our world is shadow and amazingly beautiful. When angels and demons sing alike... harmony... a pause... in spirit and song."

A splendid read and write...Thank you for sharing...:)........................

[Lucifer Jones]

Thank you so much for stopping by and taking the time.

[Sami Khalil]

You are welcome...:)......................

[Muse]

When I sit with you I feel like my coffee goes cold. Your heart seems jades beyond any real repair. I find myself shrinking from your despair. I hope you find a peaceful solace this holiday season. Remember your blessings...

and I will say it again,

remember your blessings...
xo

[Lucifer Jones]

I do... I remember them well. This is where I leave my ghosts. I owe you a hot coffee. Thank you so much.

[Joiedevivre]

i absolutely loved reading this, as i am feeling really down and dark right now and this gave me a new perspective. You have written this from the bottom of your heart i can tell, and there is so much truth and pain and beauty here, and yes for some of us life is about the darkness that brings out the light, about pain and the distillation of its beauty. Excellent job, you made me crawl out of my dark hole and enjoy, thanks.

[Lucifer Jones]

"Distillation of it's beauty"... what a wonderful way of describing it. You've given me a smile that will last a good while. I thank you so much. I'm so pleased you enjoyed and found something to take with you. Thank you!

[Joiedevivre]

:) :) thank you too my friend! XX