Kiss Me Deadly...

I met her in the wake,
of a pitch black night.
She was a tiny flake of gold,
traveling carelessly
at the speed of sight,
as she passed me, a bright light,
against the colorless sky.

Quickly,I tore from a tree,
a twig and a dried out piece of bark.
With my improvised quill,
and my sheet of parchment,
I scratched out a map of sorts,
found a way to follow her through the void.
Before I had another thought,
my heart still racing,
I knew she was mine for evermore.


The following eve I returned.
To the blind spot where last she was.
She was not there.
Not then, not 'nother 'leven nights.
Still, I returned time after time.

Until in the silence of my senses.
I felt her glow, I saw her sound,
I heard her vision.
Engulfed...I could not think.

It Was she, the Emerald Empress,
the Woman of Yellow Ore.
the Queen of a million shades.
With an invisible gesture,
She beckoned me.

I knew to taste her fast.
Like a ray of light,
I traveled through the prism,
her solid multi-faceted wall of glass,
to her other side, her rainbow arch.
Now the half cut array of colors
was no longer half,
but a full circle of lights.
Together we were one.

It barely started,
by the time it ended!
But it lasted,
an eternal measure of time.

Like the evil that festers,
In the skipped beat of a heart.
I am, I was the lightning
that burned, burns the sky.
The thunder,
that shook, shakes the night.
I was, I am. A mushroom cloud of doom.
Like the love that lives
in every beat of a heart
I was. I am. An orgasmic blast,
That seeds the egg
That is a birth.
I am, A gentle breeze,
The Sun at night,
A bright sky of eternal peace.

Still, it was not,
is not over yet.
Before she left, leaves,
the dark temptress of my desire
Graced, graces me with, a passionate,
breathless, Kiss.
A touch of all, her eternal lips on mine.

The mistress of the forest,
not with a bang,
but with a whimper!
Left,
Stayed,
Took,
and is still with me,
that fateful once,
that moment of eternity.

Adorned me,
Knights me,
with
a single kiss,
just a kiss,
Perfect!

Happy Birthday

Happy Birthday to me!!! I don't feel any older though.

Back in service

Hey all, I'm back in service and trying to swim back to the surface of life's deep sea quagmire.

The last time I posted I mentioned someone I met and I ended spending a bunch of time trying to nurture a relationship with her. Well, it didn't work out, but we seem to have agreed a friendship is where we should be.

I'm still up in the Ithaca area doing landscaping again this year. I plan to move to South Carolina this November. My ability to keep my life organized is still all screwed up though. I managed to lose my privilege to drive until the end of July. The biggest consequence of this is, I'm back to being a hermit again.

I just updated my ISP to DSL from dialup so maybe I'll have enough time now to actually stay in contact with more people now.

Word Of The Day

The Word of the Day for February 25 is:

scintilla • \sin-TILL-uh\ • noun • Latin

• A minute amount; an iota or trace.
• A spark; a flash.

Example sentence:
After the witness's frank and bruising testimony, neither my brother nor I was left with a scintilla of doubt that the defendant was guilty.

Did you know?
"Scintilla" comes directly from Latin, where it carries the meaning of "spark" — that is, a bright flash such as you might see from a burning ember. In English, however, our use of "scintilla" is restricted to the figurative sense of "spark" — a hint or trace of something that barely suggests its presence. The Latin "scintilla" is related to the verb "scintillare," which means "to sparkle" and is responsible for our verb "scintillate" ("to sparkle or gleam," literally or figuratively). In an odd twist, "scintilla" underwent a transposition of the "c" and the "t" (a linguistic phenomenon known as metathesis) to create the Vulgar Latin form "stincilla," which is believed to be an ancestor of our word "stencil."

Catching up

It's been a while since I've posted anything, because, well, life got interesting.

For those that don't know I've been plowing snow this winter. We just got hit with a doozy of a storm. I finally got some sleep last night. We got 32 inches of snow in a 24 hour period. I have been doing snow removal for the last three days with about 5 hours sleep total. Oh boy, I never new how much fun sleep deprivation could be. Just about everything from the last three days feels dream like and very surreal.

Including, I've met a new friend...
Well, we haven't actually met yet, just talk a lot online. Maybe we will never meet, but I'd like to. There is some kind of pull, her words, between us. I couldn't figure out how to put it into words. I was even inspired to write a poem about it. I haven't been inspired to write poetry in over 15 years. She knows I'm only looking for friendship right now. I've told her that I'm not ready for anything more than that and that I don't know when I will be ready. She makes me wonder what the future might be. Thinking about her always puts a smile on my face. It feels really good to smile again. It may never go beyond friendship and the nice thing is I'm ok with that. At least I know I will have another really good friend.

What else is up, the temps here have been hovering between zero and 20 degrees f for well over a month now and the water lines in my cabin keep freezing up on me. Luckily all the lines now are made of materials that won't burst from freezing. I had to replace the last one that wasn't flexible enough last month when it burst on me. Life in a small cabin deep in the woods is interesting to say the least.

I think I finally broke out of hermit mode, or rather life forced me to when I was having vehicle trouble last month. So far I'm managing to stay out of it too. I might even get to visit with my chosen brother soon, I can't wait to see him, it's been far too long. He lives over 350 miles from me. He's got a girl friend that lives about an hour drive from me though and he will have some free time for us to get together soon.

I guess that's about it for now.

I'll get back to putting up a word of the day too, I hope.
Peace

I have a new friend

Is it a dream...
Do I dare still wish...
What if, ah what if...

Thoughts come again...
It gives me a fright...
Could it be, will it be right...

I long for a touch...
I long for embrace...
I'm in a strange place...

What to do, do I do...
Where will it go...
I don't know, I don't know...

What does life really mean...
It feels, oh god, so good again...
Can it possibly, will it possibly begin

Only time really knows...
For now just let it be...
I will have to wait and see...

What the future will be...

~ Smulch

On The Edge

Standing
on the edge
of the mind

looking
thinking
wondering

looking
at the craters
of disillusionment

thinking
of the losses
that were endured

wondering
how long it will
take to break free

hearing
touching
feeling

hearing
the echoes
of friends gone

touching
the memories
buried deep within

feelings
replaced by
blessed numbness

bliss
in ignorance
by and of so many

looking away
not really wanting
to see anything any longer

and welcomed
is the new partner
or rather... a welcome back

'aloneliness'
we walked before
alone ... yet together

~ GoddessOfTheDawn