Pondering the indelible...

The_Fool said:
I had a thought today,
not that I felt much like thinking,
sad thought
grieving thought.

Not so worried about my own mortality.
Death comes when he comes,
stealing quiet in the night
or with a crescendo some sunny day.

No my thoughts were more along another line.
Thoughts of friends,
and loved ones on my mind,
taken before, in and beyond their time.

Sorrow is for the ones left behind,
sadness for what we have left behind
as time has passed.
The story changes, yet stays the same.

I had a thought today,
Not that I felt much like thinking,
Sad thought, grieving thought,
about a child that decided he had seen enough.

:rose:
 
The_Fool said:
Crystalline clear,
momentary respite
Her breath sounds harsh
to her own ears.
Gasping,
rubbing the tears off her face
on the rope that restrain.
Knowing her time is near,
she tightens up.
Futile struggles
against the unyielding, uncaring.
Knots burn against her wrist.
And her respite ends
as does her silence.

:rose:

Wow.
 
The_Fool said:
Nose to nose
they look at each other
and see something different,
something fresh within the eyes.

She sees a power she has awakened,
strength she never new,
A desire that fired her,
and a need that fills her fear.

He sees desire for the compelling,
love exuding trust,
a little trace of fear
and that excites him.

She feels so unrestrained
Ironic with the ropes that bind
her. Suspended from the rafter
stretched upon her toes.

He offers up the crop for view,
letting her see the reality.
Fresh eyes on a new life.
Once started, will never be the same.

Oh.

Me like.

:heart:
 
Damn...Double post...Have to write something to fill this space later.
 
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In a death,
a visible contrast
to life, living and love.
In life,
death is a shadow,
the scene that follows
the final curtain.
 
The_Fool said:
He stares at the screen
mesmerized
by the light blue border.
There is no story.
There is no movie.
Without the movie
there is no story.
Without the story
there are no words.
Keyboard clicks are ghosts
that haunt him,
taunt him.
Hard drive hum is laughter.


This is because you signed the contract, isn't it?

:rose:
 
The_Fool said:
Must be it.

Well, I'm awaiting Sam Adam's Winter Lager, but I could offer you some rum.

That always sets my toes to tapping.

:heart:
 
sweetsubsarahh said:
Well, I'm awaiting Sam Adam's Winter Lager, but I could offer you some rum.

That always sets my toes to tapping.

:heart:


Working on a tall glass of Blackhaus on the rocks. :kiss:


Thanks though.
 
The_Fool said:
Working on a tall glass of Blackhaus on the rocks. :kiss:


Thanks though.

I'm trying not to hot glue myself to this portrait I'm making.

I'm hell on wheels with the hot glue gun, baby.

Hey - we open a week from tomorrow! It's gonna be very fine. Any chance you'll be my way in a week? I'll save you a ticket.

:kiss:
 
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