Some nights I count the waves the moon draws on my bed sheet until I drown in yesterday’s waters. On those same nights there will come a time when my window can no longer hold the circle of light leaving behind nothing but darkness. I’ll be far away by then, floating somewhere in between my …
Author Archives: spasmicallyperfect
The Light behind the Shadows
I once knew this child Whose temper was mild Despite the loud laughter Of those who were after Her eccentric views, Misused to amuse. She sat alone at times of play dreaming of a future day And with very focused look scribbled in her little book Truths her open heart collected Along the path her …
Valentine’s red
Rainy and gray day, with a hint of Valentine’s red, wet shoes and wind-styled hair, no smiles on the street except for the people who still see beauty, in sharing an umbrella with good company. After a while we split, and I carry it alone, wonder how she did it, Mary Poppins I mean, I …
Nature’s Real Estate
We’ve reduced trees to accessorizing our streets, Where once open fields grew our daily bread Concrete littered with metal on wheels has taken over, And nobody seems to mind. Just a week has passed since my last ride on this train, Enough time to rip up three football fields of green Leaving behind a gaping …
Dance of Words
How often Have you seduced me With your gentle flow Of possibilities. How often Have I stumbled Over insecurities Of not doing you justice? But like any Everlasting love affair We are forever And will forever be A dance of words that paint my heart.
Visions
Let me take a piece of white ribbon And tie a clumsy bow around the finger You’ve got pointed out at me, Maybe then you’ll stop to think What you are accusing me of. You call me naïve, sheltered, Lacking the life shattering experiences That would allow me to campaign For a life lived to …
How does one work when…..
……your entire body is longing for things like – sun on my face – wading up a stream – dancing beneath a sprinkler – people-watching on a patio while sipping Sangria – Huckleberry Fin-type straw hats – running bare foot on grass and then collapsing, lying there and not having to go anywhere – having …
No right to be happy?
“I am officially tired of being happy”, I said to a friend the other day. I have carried this thought around me for a few weeks now. A series of events have challenged my belief around remaining optimistic. How can I hold onto optimism, gratitude, hope, love, happiness around people whose lifes have been invaded …
Crimson moon
Where it came from, I do not know But that’s how it goes with miracles, They appear in unexpected places At unannounced times. Just like the other night a hint of something special Was lingering in the summer heat. Or maybe just the remnants Of a musical evening and a bottle of wine. As …
We know lots – and yet we have no clue
Sometimes minor events make a major difference. Sometimes the most unexpected people have the ability to inspire us beyond belief. But is it really inspiration? Or is it simply just feeling extremely humbled? Although Autism is on the rise, I don’t know anybody personally with autism. The diagnosis of autism has always brought on many …