Notes From the Origin

Would you be willing in our final hour of sleep?  Life and linens laid mere inches from our fate.  Awakened. Gasped and freed from mortality, 

Would you bear the mind of mirrors and higher dreams? 

Recall our careless bested days, our untouchable smiles owned by night’s mysterious untangling?

Would we  remember the broken angles, incurable, or our unease we could shatter like prisms of sunlight through glass on the summers of landscape?

Mild aquatic ringlets declaring our death.

Would you ever. with slivered marrow, recall bleeding heart to heart, clueless past dark confusion.

The clock protruding from the evergreens. Wolf and tiger-eye laced. Our lock of emptiness so brilliantly placed around our necks. It was the air 'neath simplicity's hovering,  engendering swallows from their nest. Holding our broken flesh as the willful day, we were but bound as droplets to rain, and within our sanity, our brief lucidity, we believed one day to mercifully forget.

 

Reviews

[Gypsy Warrior Queen]

I have remembered, but walked along the shore ...scattering away the second pair of steps for there was no intention for them....my intent screams at me that they should be joined into one.

[Perdition]

Your intent screams AND that is all. And THAT is the origin...the origin of pain faces fear. That you would not join or see the intent is the original intent of Camus..should we? Join the "will to power" and see what happens.Seriously though stop screaming cause I'm getting a headache ..ha ha ha. Just joking..scream away !!

[Gypsy Warrior Queen]

Yes the two paths but really, only one takes you to where your meant to be...and me being the war bearing goddess, I am....well you know I gotta scream out all that nagging want first.

[Perdition]

I do..,just as I have to take time by the umbilical and gnaw it to my suiting inch by inch till it fits my constellations.

[KWP]

Well hello you!

What can I say, yes I do remember such moments as these, they come, they linger they seep deep into the bones like the warmth when lying face up to the sun on a Summer Sydney day.

Your description of such an elongated moment in time where two are lucky enough o share a love that reaches above the surface love and touches the limitless sky ... very nice ...

Hope all is well your side X

[Perdition]

Well hello as well and you already write 30 a month..Come on ..give the singer some as Jim said
read moreWell hello as well and you already write 30 a month..Come on ..give the singer some as Jim said
..haha. Hope all is well back at ya and Thanks.