transient ^<v>^
Sometimes I wonder …
but
it
doesn’t
last
long
Poetry Drafts
some friendly advice to my next…
There’s no limo out front / no bling around my neck / I can’t make you come / a dozen times each night / There’s no history lesson here / just some friendly advice / I’m quirky as hell / be prepared or get lost
Looking Back is Locking Forward
Browsing through a poetry book written in another language, the poet is female and long since gone. She left prematurely, her path was dark yet never forgotten. I find a note inside the book, it is dated 27 Oct 2002 and talks about my spirit guides and crystals, and how I can use them to find my way. I can vaguely recall the session on that day. I wonder if Zadkiel, Rafael, Tabris and Melchisadec are still around, if can I ask them to guide me now, to help me find my way home at last.
Unexpected Discoveries
I found an old room today, it was next to the master bedroom; just off the upstairs landing, in the house I currently inhabit. As I entered the room and subsequently froze, I saw bookshelves; filled with books as you would expect. Poetry in this language, poetry in the other language. Books on madness in heads once raging, cures for mood swings and other coping strategies. Fantasies of worlds only imagined, books telling how to write them and the life of the sci-fi author. There were books on motorcycle journeys, motocrossing dirty and the best roads to use when crossing the United Kingdom. On the lowest shelf I found canvas in stacks, and a box filled with tubes of paints. Quality paint and quality brushes, left unattended for as long as I can remember. I grabbed the lot, still frozen stiff, not fully grasping the seriousness of the moment. Maybe I had found a way out of the maze, maybe one day I would look back and say: I remember the day I rediscovered my ways, and left the darkness behind.
These days are not like those days / I wish I was awake in someone else’s dream / in days of sunlight / in days of clear skies / in days like those / in days without colds, without shivers, without tumblings / dancing around / handshakes and a smile / greetings to another day / another life altogether