Thursday, 3 February 2011

Speaking Softly in the Dark

Today glimpses of trees' elegant fingers stretching out towards the sky, to what many construe to be freedom, were caught in passing. Held and treasured. Till that it was, they fell. Down, down. They lay there - how is this so? Skeletons of our history. Bare. That is not right. Your calling was up not down. How dare they take away your destiny with their planning of futures. But you whisper and tell me it's all fine. Soothed and nostalgic we continue on. Their victorious blades. Your downfall was literal. Your leaves will never flourish and you will not give bountiful shade to the space you inhabit. The sun can not reach as it comes to greet you. So we shall weep, be selfish, for whom are we to really understand your loss. I wish to know you and open your door. You let me in sometimes, it'd be foolish to ask of you more.
An illusionist's staircase. Houdini's most fascinating. The buttons fade and trip over one another. I would maybe wish to wake from this paradoxical sleep, one day. The recurring nightmare of not opening the door you all shout and kick for me to embrace; let me more. Please just let me your arms. On consideration later; do not. Keep me beneath, for above the waves would be too worthy. I go nightly, the 'witching hour' beckons. There is always to much to say and so little space for it to be elegantly considered. Infatuation with what comes next makes the beat drum on.

8 comments:

  1. Wow. This was written so elegantly, dear. The beginning is rather beautiful and mild and it takes such a dramatic turn, that it really captures my mind and my attention. So, so glad to have stumbled across your blog. :) Definitely following. xx

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  2. you render me speechless every time

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  3. "An illusionist's staircase"; a beautiful phrase, everything about this was perfect: tempo and mood and carefully placed word. xxx

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  4. I love your writing, I just wanna write it all down in my notebook so i can read it whenever.

    Your really talented. And to answer your question, the song on my movie is called intermission and it's by Ceour de pirate. Everything else though, pictures and content is by me. I'm glad you liked it :)

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  5. Your writing is enchanting... so elegant and captivating!

    Thank you for your comment, dear. It was lovely. I actually have read that book! It was so long ago, though, that I barely remember it. I remember that I loved it though, so I'll definitely re-read because I'm sure I'll love it even more now!

    I love it when people recommend books... I'll probably be asking you for more suggestions in the near future :)

    All my love,

    x

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  6. You take ordinary words and fashion the most beautiful and extraordinary images out of them. Don't ever stop writing, ok?

    I'm loading the acoustic version of Shampain in a new tab as I type :) Thank you for putting me on to it!

    Thank you also for the words of support. I wasn't sure about what I'd to her, lol I felt like a meddling busybody!

    Have an awesome weekend <3

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  7. If your words were a woman I'd fall head over heels for her. Fascinating, captivating, beautiful and mysterious. What more could I possibly want?

    x

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Thank you for your words.