Posts Tagged ‘romance’

this was just a little exercise in playing word games with negatives
but i kinda like it
even though it’s sad

i took a walk today
along the wooded trail that has no trees

i looked through branches that were not there
past leaves that did not cover them

i stared at the cloudless sky
and imagined what shapes they didn’t look like




a parachute will never work if you jump from a third story window

you must fling yourself recklessly from great height

you may die

but there is less certainty in that

than if you try the half measure of a lower height

love recklessly


I don ‘t know if it’s a blessing or a curse
i don’t know if it’s a reflection of strength or weakness
i don’t know
there’s this woman
we used to date
it’s been years
we bump into each other a couple of times a year
she’s polite, but distant
i have no illusions about her
i live comfortably without her
on those occasions
and then i’m intoxicated


i’d caught a glimpse a time or two

i’d stumbled upon a crack in the wall that concealed

the wall itself was massive

stucco covered stone and brick that looked like it had been there since the beginning

the stucco had fallen in some areas

the brick and stone had given way in fewer spots

but somehow that didn’t make the wall look decayed or weaker

it made the wall look like it had survived stronger forces than i could wield
and it had not given way

the wall looked battle scarred

but formidable


Hope Eternally
Forgive Graciously
Desire Fervently



Posted: July 7, 2014 in infp, romance
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I don’t want to direct you as if you were lost
I want to walk with you as life’s path unfolds

I don’t want to hold you up as if you were weak
I want to stand with you because I see your strength

He hadn’t always lived this way. For most of his life he had moved among others with relative ease and seeming normalcy. But when the turmoils came he found himself retreating from others, retreating from pain, retreating from rejection.

The first block he built was just to be a seat; a place to sit and rest from the unrelenting pressures and judgments. But even as he sat he realized the seat did nothing to protect him from the glares of condescension. And so he turned the seat into a small wall. But even as he leaned against it he realized that though it offered him support, it left him unprotected on more sides than it shielded. It was an accident really. He never set out to build a tower. But in fact that’s what he did. To protect himself on all sides, a circle was the most logical shape- no corners for a climbing intruder to exploit to gain purchase. And as the circular wall rose- it became apparent that security came from height- prying eyes and would be wall-scalers were best deterred by height.