Thorn a thorn stuck my side sitting in awkward comfort wanting to loose it I touched myself seeking for a mark left the protruding hook fingers waiting…ready realization strikes lost hands misled movable extremities cautiously extend, silent vision goes dark, it moves, you move open eyes reveal solitude mind reveals reality with one traceless thorn pulled in by a heart mind screams to stop dribble ineffective apologies inconsolable thoughts a heart you touched that won’t embrace or cease grasping you 10/5 |
Twilight So often over looked, she stands shy of shadows while light skims across the sky, hoping to expose what darkness hides in those moments within that brief time 2/19 |
it’s interesting to see how things have changed, or rather not changed at all. While the style is different (hopefully matured?) the subject stays the same. The one dream I can’t get myself to let go of. A reality that I know exists yet can’t completely comprehend. I know you’re there and while I want to know it, I know that I can’t. My most sincere regrets are that I can’t explain this, but I understand that in time it will grow into something when the mind and heart finally understand. It seems to be a matter of time. Know that you are worth, and I will wait, all the time that there could ever be.
I placed Twilight to the right (not that it isn’t already on here somewhere) but just to show a comparison of my style after seven months and some change when writing about a similar subject. While I was actually writing about myself in twilight the purpose was the same. To get out on paper something I couldn?t express using things that can’t express them, but making them. To that ends I think thorn is more effective? If you could please let me know what you think of ‘thorn’ I would be very grateful, also kind of wondering who reads this!
Seek out the Face of Christ,
~paul