What can happen in a second?
A blink, a wink can happen
What can happen in a second?
Love can happen in a second.
What can happen in a second?
A breath, a death can happen
What can happen in a second?
"I do," can happen in a second.
-Kris
Wednesday, May 22, 2013
Prompt
The dullest things always hurt the most.
The dull, heavy throb of a heart that knows it will never be whole.Dull blades are the messiest.
The pain echoes over and over again, building scar after scar, discordant cries forever etched in all who have ears to hear.
A quick knife, slicing easily through skin and sinew like butter, would surely be the better fate.
-Kris
I Appreciate You
smile and laugh
remind me
of your happiness
sing with emotion
remind me
why you live
talk and listen
remind me
of your friendship
cry with strength
remind me
how you care
scream and shout
remind me
what i wronged
talk with eyes
remind me
how to see
remind me
of your happiness
sing with emotion
remind me
why you live
talk and listen
remind me
of your friendship
cry with strength
remind me
how you care
scream and shout
remind me
what i wronged
talk with eyes
remind me
how to see
Demons
[A/N Dedicated to my favorite demon cats- Zoey & Tristan and their cool cat owners, Alexis & Jamie]
It's times like these
I wish I had a cat
One to cuddle
And play with
To smile at
And be bemused by
An independent one
Who likes to slumber
In sunny windows
Or in my lap
Who purrs warmly
And pads softly
Through open doors
And likes to hide
In green gardens
Tumbling with flowers
Who knows that
I am sometimes lonely
Who does her best
To comfort me
Who stays by me
When nights are long
And falls asleep
Right in my arms
Who is warm and soft
And has a few quirks
Plays with shoestring
Walks on furniture
And nips my hands
Who licks my nose
Begs for treats
Curls on my papers
And welcomes me home.
-Kae
It's times like these
I wish I had a cat
One to cuddle
And play with
To smile at
And be bemused by
An independent one
Who likes to slumber
In sunny windows
Or in my lap
Who purrs warmly
And pads softly
Through open doors
And likes to hide
In green gardens
Tumbling with flowers
Who knows that
I am sometimes lonely
Who does her best
To comfort me
Who stays by me
When nights are long
And falls asleep
Right in my arms
Who is warm and soft
And has a few quirks
Plays with shoestring
Walks on furniture
And nips my hands
Who licks my nose
Begs for treats
Curls on my papers
And welcomes me home.
-Kae
Thursday, May 16, 2013
Music is Love
Music is love
In search of a word,
Sometimes unheard
Beauty yet stirred.
Music is a swing
In a well-worn playground,
Sky-ward bound,
A treasure to be found.
Music is a smile
When life falls apart,
Soothing the hurt
And warming the heart.
Music is a brook
Always gurgling,
Forever bringing
An eternal spring.
Music is a story
Of women dancing,
Eyelashes fluttering,
And heated glancing.
Music is deadly
Like Winter's frostbite,
A wicked delight
As darkness ignites.
Music is love
In search of a word
A power unfurled
Guarenteed
To change the world.
-Kris
In search of a word,
Sometimes unheard
Beauty yet stirred.
Music is a swing
In a well-worn playground,
Sky-ward bound,
A treasure to be found.
Music is a smile
When life falls apart,
Soothing the hurt
And warming the heart.
Music is a brook
Always gurgling,
Forever bringing
An eternal spring.
Music is a story
Of women dancing,
Eyelashes fluttering,
And heated glancing.
Music is deadly
Like Winter's frostbite,
A wicked delight
As darkness ignites.
Music is love
In search of a word
A power unfurled
Guarenteed
To change the world.
-Kris
A Poem for You
Live
Live long and free
And never die before me
Sing
Sing in the rain
And melt away our pain
Live
Live in surprise
Please don't just survive
Sing
Sing everyday
Everything will be okay
Laugh
Laugh will your last breath
Laugh even through death
-Kris
Live long and free
And never die before me
Sing
Sing in the rain
And melt away our pain
Live
Live in surprise
Please don't just survive
Sing
Sing everyday
Everything will be okay
Laugh
Laugh will your last breath
Laugh even through death
-Kris
Monday, May 13, 2013
Battle Scars
I love having
scrapes and bruises and cuts
scattered across my shins.
Each coming with their own battle
of which I am a SURVIVOR
but the hardest part
is acquiring them
-Seb
scrapes and bruises and cuts
scattered across my shins.
Each coming with their own battle
of which I am a SURVIVOR
but the hardest part
is acquiring them
-Seb
Sleep
Sleep
falling asleep
is so much easier
when I have your hands
your heart
your breath
to keep me safe.
Without them
I’m left with
my own fractured pulse
and the strangled screams
of my thoughts.
-Seb
falling asleep
is so much easier
when I have your hands
your heart
your breath
to keep me safe.
Without them
I’m left with
my own fractured pulse
and the strangled screams
of my thoughts.
-Seb