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Flying

Flying solo

I always wanted to be a

Bird

Imagine looking down

At the patterns of the land

Like a quilt

The shapes and patterns

Weave where people and

Animals live



Flying solo

Over terraine

Untamed

I am safe riding the

Wind



If I had wings

I would soar

Until I could not be seen

By land



If I had feathers

They would change

Colors

And I could or would

Not blend
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Driving and musing

I was driving home after work. It was 11pm so I was alone on the road. We are having a bit of snow but it is like talc powder so the wind blows white swirls over the black top resembling dry ice. I notice my fuel guage below the empty line and my imagination took hold and I wondered if I had enough gas to get home. There are no gas stations open at this hour and I begin thinking of my drive home. Will I get home? Then I began to think of the highway I must cross, and what if my car stalls in the middle of the two lanes? and what if...Then I remembered it is a 4 way stop and I would be seen and not hit unless the other driver in not paying attention...And then I got to the stop and thought, maybe I should buy one of those little red things that you put gas in in case of emergencies...

Then I got to the stop and saw the blue flashing lights of the only gentlemens club within 60 miles of here and I remembered the hoo ha when it opened. I thought to myself, I am not afraid to eat out by myself, not afraid to see bands by myself, see movies by myself or travel by myself. Am i brave enough to go to a strip club by myself, just to see what they are like?

Hmmm
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Friend

I think you like me.
I know I like you, so,
It is with tears of joy
In my throat
That I call you "friend"

A friend may not be
The passion of life
But a friend does offer
Life's breath in the interim

A friend does give an
Ear
An ear that, if truly a friend
Does listen
And in turn
I do listen

Friend,
I think you like me
And
I know I like you
With respect
I do offer you
My heart and ear
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For Becca and Livin

It is a tall order

To be asked

To help make someone

Feel better



With words that can only

Touch, by sight and not

By sound



If I were by your side

No words would be

Necessary

My silence would absorb

Your pain

The squeeze of my hand

Would draw your tension

Away



These words are empty

But my heart is full

As many hearts here

Do hear me

And agree with these

Words



We friends here

Are mute

Our hands helpless

In pockets



But



Our hearts do

Hold you tight

And we are with you

Every step of the way
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Only One

The old man said to the

Little girl

"There is only one"



"One?" said the girl.

"Yes". and the old man paused

He looked to the window, and

Scratched his white stubbly chin.



"And, child, it is a Wondrous Thing,

To be admired by The Camel..."
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Just to Look At

I am watching a movie simply because Desmond Harrington is in it.
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Body Shots

?Body shots

Sniper shots

People that go

Bump in the night



Ghoulish children

With baby rattles

Rattle their chains

Our chains



I need a stiff one

On some firm

Flat Abs

A shot of Gold

With a salty kiss



Body shots do

Beat

Sniper's shots

And with a swallow

I ?do disarm

Them?
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Can you?

Can you get an STD from reading these blogs tonight?
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Alone

Post Apocalypse

I live in no man's land

No man in sight



I am in bed

A bed no man has

Slept in



This new world

Is really a world

I left behind



I have returned

To noman's land
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Still Not Known

If I could strip away
Every layer
Disect all things
With a steel magic wand

Would I see what
Others see?
Would anyone see
What is there at all?

When moods change
Like the weather
When freinds come and go
Like the tides

What we remember
May be only
Muscle memory
And not the truth at all

I hurt regularly
I hope regularly
I imagine daily
To keep my muscle memory

I keep my heart beating
I keep my hand outstretched
I never forget how to feel
Even if subconsciously
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Many Thanks!

Many thanks to all who commented on my last blog. Not a nasty comment to be found. Now that says something. There are numerous people on this site who are considerate, caring, sweet, supportive and generous.

lips
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i miss you

nothing wrong with that.
i will have lived an extraordinary life.
all those who have inspired me, will be remembered in my art/writing

it is a beautiful thing, you

please know you are a jewel.
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