Particular Moments

More Stars than There are

Month: June, 2016

Turn Your Love Way Up Inside

Turn your love way up inside
I know you like to hide away
Keep your head down, sleep the day away
You’re left in such a state
Keeps me so inclined
Just you turn your love way up inside

Now we got back, darling, don’t you wanna know
A little too soon, still a little bit soft
If I could make that bond, we could get to the bottom
It’s just you turn your love way up inside

Yeah, there’s always something
Oh, to making it true
I used to, baby
I don’t feel the strongest singing my own songs
And I used to, baby

Now that I forgot all those things I’ve been forgetting
Now that I said all those things I needed saying
I will come back, I won’t mind
It’s just you turn your love way up inside
To making it true, making it true
Like I used to, baby

There was always something
Oh, to making it true
I used to, baby
I don’t feel the strongest singing my own songs

Microcosm

shared between two

                                                  shared between two

One Empathizes

After great pain, a formal feeling comes–
The Nerves sit ceremonious, like Tombs;
The stiff Heart questions was it He, that bore,
And Yesterday, or Centuries before?

The Feet, mechanical, go round–
A Wooden way
Of Ground, or Air, or Ought,
Regardless grown,
A Quartz contentment, like a stone–

This is the Hour of Lead–
Remembered, if outlived,
As Freezing persons recollect the Snow–
First–Chill–then Stupor, then the letting go.

 
After Great Pain, A Formal Feeling Comes, Emily Dickinson.

 

 

Forever Looking

A_Chilly_Shore

gazing down this shore, and having to face all that you didn’t wish to confront before

Waiting

post_storm

                                   waiting for her under a crimson dusk

Recents #2

No_Brainers