Sunday, November 17, 2013
transition
reluctant to
surrender one
blazing leaf
holds fast
to a branch
wind can rustle
it one day
more in a
transition
condition of
beauty that will
not be hurried
the joyful
explosion of
color is
the journey to
its winter
longshadows
w i t h a s i l e n t
sinking
g a z e y o u r e y e s
cast
l o n g s h a d o w s
behind
m e a s e p t e m b e r
sun
s e t t i n g b e t w e e n
the
s t e a d f a s t t r e e s
Saturday, November 16, 2013
slamming door
just because you
blame me doesnt
mean its my
fault
her whisper resonates
from the corner (back
to her heart)
where
she is placed to
think about what
it is she has
(or
has not)
done
artifacts
prehistoric artifacts
interfere with the
weathering the
smoothing of the
weaker substance that
holds them together
please dont ask
why some things i find
so hard that make no
sense from the
vantage point where
you judge me
the bones of those
things were
borne long before
you ever laid eyes
on their fossils
muse-ic
how do i lose
the muse
but not the
muse-ic
i am ready to
change the
station but all
i can hear is
static
decompression
when you scuba the atmosphere of the ocean depths compresses your body (squeezing out whatever space it can find making you as compact as can be) and your tissue absorbs nitrogen in accordance with that surrounding pressure
the nitrogen may come out of solution and form bubbles (the bends) in your vessels if the change in pressure is too much for your breath to release all at once
it is very important that you come up slowly and hover just below the surface for a safety stop to give your body the time it needs to off-gas all that it has inhaled and to exhale all the waste that the body produces
i have been decompressing from many dives(within the Word within myself along with friends who are diving too) hovering just below the surface to process
the bits and pieces to follow are some of what has surfaced with me
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