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song_of_impossible_things
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a moment and i might just get up and leave, come back again and restart again, less rushed, less lost, and willing to share a more full smile, again
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080126
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the taste of your_smile on a cold winter's night, jump shift to red, and blather fades to the back
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080126
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a breathe, bodies overlapping, falling between, just to make space again, lost wondering, but secretly knowing.
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080126
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hushed memories, fading so quickly, so smoothly into that half-dream-world of 'may very well have been'. smiles are still felt, but my moments have stopped lingering. the glow remains, but your eyes are gone.
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080127
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towards the setting sun, and away, i hear your voice trail off. my harmonies fail, falling silent to the ground, and there they will lay 'til winter's done.
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080127
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Doar with Nothing To Say
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080127
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anythingbutcryptic
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you could drown in those words
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080127
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running, exhausted, relaxed, unaware. smiles come unwilling (not that they'd be held back), and laughter, and applause. some silliness will be corrected, other silliness needs to be drawn into the light. i'm cast adrift, i'm caught doubting, and i embrace the beauty within those moments of freedom. i embrace it and am liberated to shake it off, and to relieve stresses, and share smiles, again. again.
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080128
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before sleep slips in, permeating unseen moments, i sing again, softly, trying to call up the fallen hymns from the snowy ground below. failing, again, and fading, again, slipping deeper to those dreams, the music carries on, rising from between, and sinking, again, into the city's welcome rhythms.
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