You run
And I follow
But the chasing I do
Has left me hollow
Thoughts like koi flop from
a stranger's wishing well mouth,
toxic with copper.
...
I held a snake.
I gave a spider water And I may have seen it wave;
I don't know if it was thanking me.
But I knew the snake was curious. Its skin felt cold on mine—
But the spider? I couldn't tell If it was thanking or
Warning me.
At least the snake Could show me its eyes.
The spider just waved and waved.
...
Andi Leigh 08/31/2024
they all have your face, except
you look happy. that’s how i know
this is not real.
~K.T.
At evening when I arrived - nowhere a thousand imaginations rose up in me like an enchantment I gave my hands hopelessly into it saw dusk graze itself blindly across the winter hills, blue as its heart and pitched myself into its apple where no arms may hold me but the echous ribbons of a long-lost past
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I'm going to asphyxiate xdddd
An authentic experience of me, reading the Silmarillion for the first time, trying to imagine what Melkor looks like:
Me: If the Ainur can choose how their fanar appear, then I bet he'd go for something physically intimidating... Tall, then. Most likely wierdly white-gray pale, too...
Me: Long, dark hair... Dressed in black robes, ooh! What if they pool at his feet when he stands, so it's kind of like he's emerging from a puddle of darkness... and... hmm.
Me: Why does this sound... familiar? W-who does it remind me of...?
Me: ...wait.
I am so sorry.
but the truth is it terrifies me.
it can choose to still, to reflect
the sky and all its shimmering
promises. it can rise, roar, and
swallow.
~K.T.
As Moth Is Drawn To A Flame
Attraction
like a moth to a flame
Irresistible
to the glitters of gold, to a
desire for sensuous beauties
From a harmless candle
to a dangerous fire
Folded eyes long for light
from faint familiarity
to rogue recognition
Stimulation
by an arousing emotion
Destruction
awaits the wild imagination
as thoughts lead to actions
Fools
choose deliberately
a wit without wisdom
Popularity draws the young
as Moth is drawn to the Flame
©Johnny J P Lee
13 December 2024
Gogyoshiren Poem (20)
Photos: Unsplash Images
It's really not urgent
You have all the time in the world
Your last seconds
Will be the eternity
Inside a nibless
Fountain pen
That would be UNPRECEDENTED! You? Writing a thing? Never happened before.
What if I wrote a thing...?👀