Fall for a Massage

Yay, I’m excited. Today at 3:40, I’ll be going for my birthday massage ūüôā

My birthday was a month ago, but it’s really been the first time I’ve had time during the week to use it. It’ll be a nice treat for sure.

It’s weird weather again today, like it’s Fall already. Clouds come and you actually shiver a bit. You avoid walking in the shade. Guhh, winter’s coming. I’ll try to enjoy Fall first though.

Perspective

can you see the mountains for the clouds?
I look down on this rural painted valley
and cannot distinguish
oh I know the sight well
Mount Airy rising like a throne
above all else
solid and stoic, like a rook
signalling a new state
the land of barren beige roads
the ones that reflect the Sun
in continuous arcs, like rainbows
leading us to golden shores
King Airy — the guide to heaven’s door

     

         

Copyright L.M. 2007.  (written in Virginia a bit, mostly in North Carolina, on way to Florida.).

Moon Dog Numb

I took solace in the tears the moon gave me
pretending they were for you
it was full tonight and I passed the site
the cruel arena
I couldn’t find a plan so I kept going
and wouldn’t you know? I slept
while my tears dried on my cheeks
while I stood there staring at the moon
yes, I slept,
everything reduced to numbness
all the passion and anger
slept tonight in my pain
reciting my own words and those of ____
just so I can swallow some air
I’ve been breathing dirt for days now
I can’t feel anymore but that’s okay
it’s better than feeling awake
would you settle near me and watch me
so when I choke there’s a reason
since the scene never plays itself out
if it makes any sense at all

may I be removed? I thought I saw a star
I’m sure I did in my eyes
and the long clouds dripping dip through the moon
I watch behind the dead tree
magnificent as the Seven’s and just as achingly cursed

spelling my letters as I read them
I couldn’t find the keys in the scramble
the door was wide open and I walked into it
beginning with my mind
and ending with my feet

I can’t cry for you
I used to be much better
can’t slow my eyes getting wetter
so let me cry for the moon

Finished: 6:20 a.m., Sunday, November 25th, 2007.
Copyright L.M. 2007.

Skies of a Different Blue

The sky was really cool today.

I never quite know how the weather’s going to be when I get up, even if I check my Weather Network toolbar thingy on my computer, so it’s always a bit of a gamble in terms of coat choice this time of year.¬† I went with my brown Fall jacket, and¬†was glad of it.¬† As soon as I opened the door I was greeted with a warm cool breeze (cool because it’s Fall and it’s expected to be a bit¬†cool, and warm because it had an unexpected¬†warmth¬†still left in it).¬† Over the park trees and over the Queen’s buildings, I could see in the distance blue clouds.¬† That nice, rich Russian Blue Cat kinda blue.¬† The kind, had it been cold outside, you would have expected to be¬†delivering snow.¬† Instead,¬†the sun was shining, the wind fiesty,¬†and it was a perfect beginning to the day.

I actually was slightly resenting the fact that I had class to attend, because I just felt like walking around listening to my music all day ūüôā¬† I might still do that, for a bit at least.¬† I’ve had an overall pretty crummy past few days, though I shouldn’t complain as it’s probably mostly my own fault!¬† Haha, that’s life.¬† But nothing makes me feel better when I’m down¬†than a good walk.¬† It makes me wonder about next year; if I move, I’ll have to think about that when deciding where to live…..

Yes, now I’m thinking about that, I definitely need to walk.¬† Definitely time to go down to¬†the water: windy, sunny, cloudy,¬†somewhat warm (season-considering), and some lifey stuff to think about……

Off I go….. ūüôā