Mornin’
Sometimes I
wonder how far I’ve wandered
but, mostly,
I just wander
amble about in shades
of tawny blue and
forget to ask the questions
I don’t really think
I
just move.
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Ugh, Monday again, isn’t it? One of those mornings where I just kind of sit here and try to get around it. Still, I suppose if I’m up I better just stay and hope I can keep going with the right amount of fuel. Of course this one above is yet another Monday poem, written to let you know you’re not alone in all your shambling about.
As always, here’s to hoping that your day flies by and that you’ve got something cold and on the rocks waiting for you when you get home tonight.
When Life Gives You Lemons…You’ve Got To Learn To Enjoy Lemon Juice
If Life Gives You Lemons…
Life’s gone and just
worked me over
left me a skeleton with
thick skin and a grown
sober addiction to
my wounded pride
Refusing to be seasoned
with pain and left bitter
I grin fiercely and laugh
through the winter
enjoying the cold and
making the best I can
out of my accursed
little life
Sure it leaves me scarred but
light hearted and less
given to the mundane I’ve
been handed a pardon where
I can be less inclined
towards living blind and
doing those things that
I’ve never really wanted
to do.
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Well, folks, not only is it Monday but I’ve made it back alive from finals week and out of the rather turbulent time the last few months has brought me. I thought I’d start my little return back with a fitting poem to commemorate the journey. No matter what happens ( as what something always seems to happen) I do my best to rebound from it without letting it turn me bitter. And it will try, as I’m sure you’ve found out by now. Still there’s something to be taken out of it all; those tough things seem to help you realize the more important things in life and that helps you get away from all the rather useless distractions that the normal, easy life brings.
Not wanting to waste your time, I hope your Monday turns out alright (as I know that is the best a Monday can ever bring) and that you find you’ve got something cold and on the rocks waiting for you when you come home tonight.
2000+ Thanks You’s (w/poem)
Honestly, thank you.
It’s happened, folks. Over 2000 of you awesome individuals clicked the follow me button and, well, I am mighty grateful for it. Honestly, I can say how much I appreciate each and everyone of you who took the time to even stop by for a brief moment and look over a poem or two here. Now, if you just wanna read my thank you poem, I suggest skipping to the end. If not, then let me fill you in on a little bit of the exciting news going on around here.
Firstly, I’ve had the honor of getting my poem “Indecision” freshly pressed. I can’t tell you what an awesome surprise that was, and it was an amazing pick me up. A little bit of an ego booster, so to speak. There’s nothing like seeing something I put myself into actually get such a good deal of attention. Secondly, I have been nominated by several of you for a handful of awards, all of which I completely honored and floored by. Those will all get their own post, and I’ll be mentioning you for the sake of being awesome enough to think of me. Third, I’ll be launching my new facebook page soon, so you’ll want to keep an eye out for that folks, as I’ll be able to connect a bit better with all of you.
Just in case you weren’t aware, for every 500 followers I get, I normally write a new poem….and I get myself a cupcake. Win-win, right?
Finally, I just have to say that, between getting freshly pressed, the sheer number of you amazing people, and the chance to actually connect more with everyone, that this has made the best birthday I have had in a very, very long time. I honestly can’t remember a time when I’ve felt this good about life in general, nor when I’ve been this motivated to keep on, keepin’ on. Though it’s not officially till Sunday, I couldn’t possibly think of any other present that could make me feel so swell.
Thank you, honestly, for ever single second of your time. I can’t think of a single thing I value higher nor anything I’d rather have more.
As for the post, I’ve got a possessive little poem that’s just for you. Yep, you and only you. Think of it as my little ‘thank you’ for helping me limp my writing along. I really do appreciate it and, now, without further ado:
Us
Your gaze,
my words,
our thoughts,
just, in this moment,
there is nothing
but us.
We exist
only in each other’s
presence,
my rhymes ghost
and your lips
lap this sentence:
that we are us,
an intimate assembly,
essences who flicker
in mutual envy
of our minds.
For me,
you will always be
audience enough.
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Once again, thank you kindly, folks. I couldn’t do it without ya.
Victis Honor: Facing the Storm
Victis Honor
Thought I’d give this picture a post this afternoon. It contains the poem from earlier today, just on a very applicable picture. The photo was taken about five years ago in Oahu, Hawaii and I couldn’t think of a better image for this poem than one of facing the ocean as a storm rolls in.
However, because I’m fickle, I couldn’t figure out which centering of the text I liked best, so here’s another version.
Victis Honor
Victis Honor
Today I stood, watching
Storm cloud angels blow
Hurricane kisses
to the sea.
–
Alone with them,
The world and me,
Gazed eye to eye,
Fearlessly,
–
I at the world,
And the world at me.
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* Victis Honor means Honor to the vanquished in Latin. I believe there is not more a befitting phrase to be spoken between two worthy adversaries before battle. The kind that respect what is about to happen between them exists even for the one who will inevitably fall.
You know how, when some people are scared, they start yelling and acting all angry? This would be my equivalent when I’m feeling trepidatious about the world around me. So, my friends, here’s something that may not be funny, but I hope you enjoy anyways. Overall, I hope it at least finds someone out there who needs to see this, just like I needed to write it.
Augur
The Augur
Always watching, seeking signs
of better things to come,
Like a crow, catching snowflakes
on his tongue.
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*An Augur was a priest/priestess in ancient Rome who foretold the future by watching birds. For more information, click right here to head to wiki and check them out.
This was a little quip that came to me on the drive home, which meant I got to chant this out loud over and over again until I could make it to my computer, since I don’t trust my abhorrent memory. If I only had a dime for each and every time I’ve had to chat repetitively until I find a pen or keyboard, I’d…well, I’d still only have enough for some really good fast food. But it’d be, like, the top of the line garbage….like Jack-In-The-Box or something.
-P.
My Desktop Image
“If you write one story, it may be bad; if you write a hundred, you have the odds in your favor” – Edgar Rice Burroughs
So, I thought I’d share my little inspirational desktop image. Thanks to hisks for the image, which I decided to lay one of my favorite quotes over. So, for other writers, I hope you enjoy this as well, and feel free to post your own favorite writing quotes. I’m always on the look out for some inspiration.
In other news, I’m looking to add another poem later today, so stay tuned to my little blog for something new. This one should be a return to my little snarky nature rather than being so serious because, as you know, if there is one thing in life I detest being it is serious 🙂
Monday Motivation Quote
“Man is so made that, whenever anything fires his soul, impossibilities vanish” – Jean De La Fontaine
Just a little Monday motivation for ya. Here’s to hoping you have an awesome week!
“Man is so made that, whenever anything fires his soul, impossibilities vanish” – Jean De La Fontaine
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