Silence

Silence

I sit and gather the silence with a sponge
soaking it up
hoping to save it for later
I run around more frantic
sticking every piece of it I can get into a bag
a pocket
I empty my wallet to make more room
Pretty soon I'm drowning in silence

We have to sit opposite
and I share with you what I treasure most

I really treasure silence. Sure I like to talk and have deep conversations but I can also really appreciate silence. I think most people view silence as a bad thing... as something that needs to be avoided. I wish I could share it. In a sense, I can share it by being quiet. Quiet and present. Some people fear silence and where their thoughts might drift if there was silence for any amount of time. I've been there. Lying in bed at 3am and it's all quiet and my thoughts are the only thing to pass the time... I turn and put my headphones in and play some random podcast to fill my mind with thoughts less dangerous than my own. Hmmm... I still treasure silence though despite what I just wrote. Ha ha. Peace out.

The Sea

The Sea

This feeling is all too familiar
the setting has barely changed
but things feel different
the room feels smaller
Nothing changes
It's all the same
I sat there on those steps
waiting to bring in the millennium
Time travelling
in my mind
I take the scissors and cut up time
and put the pieces in boxes
separated by emotion
the oceans fill with thoughts
and memories are diluted by the sea

Wow. I haven't done this in a while. It's crazy how long it's been since I've written in here. It's not like riding a bike. It doesn't just come back to you. I've been absent but so have my regular readers. I'm not sure what I want to do with this blog now. I don't really know what I'm writing about. My muses now seem inappropriate and the desire to write has been wanting. Peace out.