once i was young and lissome,
a tight bud of youth in my prime,
now I am crinkled and shrivelled
as happens to all in time.
once I had velvet complexion,
as soft as the dew of the dawn,
now life’s wear and tear is evident,
in a visage that looks tired and worn.
once all the youth surrounded me,
i was sheltered and shaded, and strong,
now all that freshness has faded,
and yet, some beauty lives on.
© ceenoa
the fierce missing shatters my bones
the gravity of grief unraveling
exposing my marrow
stripping off layers.
and I have to regrow again
the skin and sinew of “now”
that holds me together.
© ceenoa
you cannot see my scars, the silver lines that cover me,
head to toe, heart to soul, completely wrapped.
an irredescent netting, marking the breaking and the healing,
the threads of a new outer that constrain the broken.
© ceenoa
I am thankful that my drive to and from work allows me to see the Sunrise, and the evening light.
TRIGGER WARNING – the following post contains images of my creative escapades. This may cause your brain to fog over, and your eyeballs to pop out. If there is a danger of this – please turn off your screen and stand well back (you don’t want to get smears on your screen). You have been warned!
I gathered them up and put them,
in a place they could be hid,
and just to make sure they couldn’t escape.
I covered them with a lid.
They are my sweetest treasures,
invisible to your eyes,
yet when I look upon them,
their richness makes me smile.
No thief in the night can steal them,
from the place that they are hid,
and when I am feeling broken,
I gently lift off the lid.
© ceenoa
I am a bubble
a world of colour
memories swirl within
and I cling
to the outside
I am a bubble
delicate and fragile
yet strong enough
to hold on
to support.
I am a bubble
floating in the universe
blown by some others hand
I move
until I land.
© ceenoa
Today was our second frost this week – I think Autumn is finally talking with Winter.
I’m on the third night of no broadband internet connection, and this is how it happened:
the urge to move the furniture
came suddenly upon me,
alas the urge caused failure
of the internet connection thingy!
“““““““
my modem is senile
it’s forgot who it is
now it can’t do it’s duty
because of this.
i pulled out the plugs
without flicking the switch
one small unthought action
has now caused a big hitch!
the modem’s not working
won’t connect like it ought
and now the last option is to call
“Tech Support”.
there’s a 40 minute call queue
before I get to point 1
then another 40 minute waiting
till I can get something done.
I’ve given it up as a bad job tonight
so I’m writing my blog via my mobile’s “hotspot”
and rueing that wilfull unplugging
which caused internet loss!
He wasn’t much of gentleman, she wasn’t much of lady, so after first hello’s they got straight to making a baby. She had some eggs, and he had some worms, and when they put them together mud-cake baby was born!
