The Quill: falling

"In the end, it's not going to matter how many breaths you took, but how many moments took your breath away." -Shing Xiong *** "Do not go where the path may lead; instead where there is no path and leave a trail." -Ralph Waldo Emerson *** "Truly great friends are hard to find, difficult to leave, and impossible to forget." -G. Randolf *** "We must be willing to let go of the life we have planned so as to have the life that is waiting for us." -E.M. Forster *** "Imagnination is more important than knowledge. Knowledge is limited, imagination encircles the world." -Albert Einstein *** Defintion of Suburbia: A place where they cut down trees and name streets after them. -(Unknown, found on sticker) :p *** "A lie goes halfway around the world before the truth has a chance to get its pants on." -Winston Churchill***"Love is the irresistible desire to be desired irresistibly." -Louis Ginsberg ***"All journeys have secret destinations of which the traveler is unaware." -Martin Buber

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Monday, August 1, 2011

Magic and Mystery (a poem)

Magic and Mystery

Written August 1st, 2011

Your compelling eyes; a strange marine color

Flirt with my skin

Settling on my neck, my lips, my eyes,

And then start again

Without a single drop of wine

I'm drunk, it seems

Blissfully happy, lacking complete thought

The world and its problems;

They don't matter so much today

When you and I occupy the same space

It all just fades away...

You must be a wizard

A strange inhuman being

For your fingers are charged with fire

Leaving behind a pleasant burning

Wherever they go

You're something otherworldly

A unique and shimmering soul; this I know

Refuge of Night (a poem)

Refuge of Night

Written July 10th, 2011

There are no stars tonight

To help me see

They’ve left me on my own

To face this inner plight

Lost, I lay in the grass

Enjoying my quiet solitude

Tomorrow I’ll be hit with cold water

It seems I’m growing up too fast

A lonely lamppost’s light sent

To my figure, drawing a long shadow

I see my sins hiding in its black void

But life’s too short to worry about repent

Monday, August 1, 2011

Magic and Mystery (a poem)

Saturday, July 9, 2011

Refuge of Night (a poem)