Suspended

“Experience is never limited, and it is never complete; it is an immense sensibility, a kind of huge spider-web of the finest silken threads suspended in the chamber of consciousness, and catching every air-borne particle in its tissue.”    - Henry James

hitting rock bottom

              “What does not destroy me, makes me stronger.” Friedrich Nietzsche

Shadows

“If we shadows have offended,
Think but this, and all is mended,
That you have but slumber'd here
While these visions did appear.”
― William Shakespeare

waiting...

 

...always

Sitting on the Edge

Sitting on the Edge by Rhonda K Prince | Make Your Own Book

following my own voice

Because I was born so late in life
I am afraid I will never catch up
I will always be running hurriedly
To try and retrieve missed opportunities
But will feel like I am plodding
Taking two steps backward for each
one step forward.
Because I was born too late in life
And will surely never catch up
I must steal the adventures of the
Fearless and live vicariously
Through their exploits and follies
Lamenting the loss of my own life
Finding solace in back streets and alleys
Because I was born late in life
I fear I will never catch up
So I listen for the whispers in the night
Hoping for that one still small voice
That will guide me through the
Twists and turns of this existence
And maybe even sound a little bit like me..

a little buk

your life is your life.

don’t let it be clubbed into dank

submission.

be on the watch.

there are ways out.

there is light somewhere

it may not be much light but

it beats the darkness

be on the watch.

the gods will offer you

chances.

know them, take them.

you can’t beat death but

you can beat death in life,

sometimes.

and the more often you learn to do it,

the more light there will be

your life is your life.

know it while you have it.

you are marvelous.

the gods wait to delight

in you

by Charles Bukowski

Crescent Moon

I opened the heavy book

And the crescent moon

Shone in my eyes

Each time I reached

To touch the moon

It shrank until it was

The tiniest sliver of light

Floating on page 56

Next to the stars on page 57

I turned to the back of the book

To look at the index

And it read Miracles, page 102

I quickly turned the pages

To see if it were true

95, 98, 101…104

The End

running in place

chairs: the ultimate in function and utility
ergonomically designed for dignified or common use
gateway to reflection
task or easy
hard or soft
offering relaxation and repose,
a place to escape
a seat in time and space
where we sit and wait for life to unfold
or when we can wait no longer where we spring to action from...