Climping Beach, Sussex

(another something I found sitting in my drafts folder. Go figure)

March days return with their covert light

LXXXVIII From: ‘Cien sonetos de amor’


March days return with their covert light

and huge fish swim through the sky,

vague earthly vapours progress in secret,

things slip to silence one by one.

Through fortuity, at this crisis of errant skies,

you reunite the lives of the sea to that of fire,

grey lurchings of the ship of winter

to the form that love carved in the guitar.

O love, O rose soaked by mermaids and spume,

dancing flame that climbs the invisible stairway,

to waken the blood in insomnia’s labyrinth,

so that the waves can complete themselves in the sky,

the sea forget its cargoes and rages,

and the world fall into darkness’s nets.

~Pablo Neruda

Your love on my lips

I would travel decades to taste your love on my lips.

  

Today

Today

I woke up prepared to give up, to give in, to stop breathing

Today I hid under crisp white sheets and deep remorse and relentless failure

Today I unearthed my camera from the drawer where it was hiding

Today I discovered I have a forest a mere 10 minute walk away

It’s not really a forest

In England we would call it a wood

Today I found magic in green vegetation and the springy feel of pine needles under my feet

Today I stumbled across two Sabian cymbals mounted on a platform in the middle of a Georgia Forest

Today I took a moment to bang on cymbals in an empty forest

It was a kind of magic

Today I got lost in a Georgia forest

Today he said when I messaged him to tell him I was lost in my forest

“I’m not worried. You’re a faerie.”

Today I found a way out that was different from the way in

Today I learned the way in is not always the way out

Today I realised I don’t want to make any more decisions

Today I realised I want someone to have the right answer

Today I realised that every day will be filled with personal failures

Today I realised that every day will be filled with faerie magic

Today I realised there are no right answers

Today I realised that no matter how hard you try, some days you will look stupid

Today I realised that no matter how wide you open your heart, some people just won’t like you

Today I realised that pain can go on forever

Today I realised that courage is not easily found

Today I realised that joy will surprise you

Today I realised that sometimes today is just another day

Shamrock Forest, Decatur, Georgia
Shamrock Forest, Decatur, Georgia

 

 

River Thoughts

I can’t be the one
Who walks today
I can’t be the one

So I am sitting
Beside my river
of Life

Thinking
Wondering
Just how much
Effort
Would be required
To slide back in

And whether
Or not
I could keep
My head
Above the fast
And furious
Water
And if I pray
So very hard
To every god
And loving
goddess

Can I please
Not drown
This time

US Supreme Court Rules Same-Sex Marriage Legal Nationwide

Peter Stockinger's Traditional Astrology Weblog

On Friday 26 June 2015, The U.S. Supreme Court declared marriage for same-sex couples legal nationwide. This means that from now on refusing marriage licenses to gay and lesbian couples violates the American Constitution. This landmark ruling will most certainly trigger significant changes to laws governing matrimony since the court ruled in favour of state bans on inter-racial marriage, almost 50 years ago.A look at the foundation chart and also the Sun’s ingress chart into Cancer, as well as the mundane chart for 26th June will show that the outcome was predictable. The following shows the foundation chart for the United States of America:

USA Sibly   This is the so called Sibley chart, which is not undisputed amongst astrologers. Nonetheless, the chart shows a Venus-Jupiter conjunction in the 7th house, which seems apt. After inspection of the ingress- and current chart, we will understand the importance of this conjunction. The…

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Alone In a Hotel Room

I am sleepless
In a hotel room
Somewhere
In the Deep South
I don’t know where
Exactly
I haven’t ventured
Outside my room
In over twenty four hours

There is a sound
At my window
That sounds like rain
Which reminds me
of sleepless dawns
In that green
And pleasant land
I used to call home
But there is
No dawn chorus
To greet me
And there is no rain
The drip drop
At my window
is a product
Of the oh so
Necessary
Air conditioner
They tell me It is
Hellishly hot outside

He writes me of a sad dog
Of our enduring friendship
I am still in an in-between place
Not there but still not quite here

I am in a hotel room
And somewhere across
A vast, seemingly, endless ocean
A dog with a huge heart still looks for me

I am in a hotel room
And somewhere out there
A new life waits for me to start it

But right now
I’m just a girl
Alone
In a hotel room

Waiting for 10,001

The Mexi Movie I. (closed)

Your first 10,000 photographs are your worst.
—Henri Cartier-Bresson (reblogged from bCL Photography)

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