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Thursday, November 10, 2011
Tucked in and Tamed
I’m inside here…somewhere. My stream of consciousness is as deep as the eyes of God and as shallow as the peppery dust on a city sidewalk.
I study the things that move around me; big things and pointy things; things which are totally out of my control. Some drop downwards like the guilty eyes of Judas, and fly upwards like the surprised soul of the newly dead.
Other things rise faithfully, like the sun on a wintry morning; all silvery white with promise, yet without enough heat to thaw fear’s frozen grip from my pale throat.
And then there are other things that randomly appear, a rainbow on the tail end of a storm, a glad omen, dressed in candy stripes, like a parade flag heralding happiness. I like these the best. Happy rabbit trails with tea parties and grinning kittens.
I keep myself inside myself, tucked in and tamed. I dream from this place and hunt and love. My body obeys my commands, a nod of assurance to move forward and take the risk, or to draw back and RUN! Sometimes I dare myself to dance like a sweaty harlot or prompt myself to pray like Mother Theresa with her bony hands tangled into a holy knot.
I wonder at all of it, the thoughts, the emotions, the dreams, and drawbacks. I wonder at my choices; for I’m not exempt from surprising myself, disappointing myself, and scaring the shit out of myself.
The day is long with ruminations and labor, the night with its epiphanies and nightmares. Who can say what a thought amounts to, or how far a word can go…and this body!
My consciousness is wavy, like the heat that rises at high noon from a tire-flattened carcass in Death Valley, and its content is invisible to all. I speak therefore I hide. I hide therefore I speak. I am not my mind. I am not my words. I am not my body. I am.
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Nice post. I loved these pictures. Every single line is so beautifully written. Its always nice to be here. Thanks for sharing. God bless :)xx
Good Morning Shreya! I love writing these short glimpses...a splash in a quiet lake, arousing interest.
Hugs,
Leah
SO sad and beautiful ast the same time....As always...XOXOXOXO
Amazing writing and photos
Hello.
So much told in so few words.
Your images are amazing!
Nicely done.
Thanks for sharing.
Seasons Of Beauty
WoW -- XOXOXOX
seems like you are getting into some deep, um, stuff ...
Beautifully expressed Leah.
Hello Bongo, yes it's a bit of everything...just skittering along like a little spirit trying to make sense of it all ;)
Hi Larry, thanks. Something a little different...
It's good to meet you;)
Andy, nice to see your smiling face. Thanks for your sweet words.
Hiya Linda! Yeah, throw me a rope will ya?!
LOL!! Deep schmeep...it is what it is. Sometimes things just ooze out of me and I can't keep em in;)
XOXO
Morning Janu, thanks you honey. Your post really inspired me this morning...thank you for that.
Your writing constantly blows me away. Beautiful.
What powerful imagery and just the right pictures to go with them. Loved it Leah
Thank you Karen. <3
Beautiful as always. You find the best images!
~Debbie
Miss Rimly, I have got to start taking more photographs. I love photography. Thank you sweetie!
XO
Your descriptions and imagery in writing just blow me away! The photos were awesome, but I didn't need them; your words told me everything . . .
Blessings, Leah!
Lovely post, both the pictures and the words are amazing. Very expressive and interesting post.
Beautiful words..soul searching..are you a fan of Pink Floyd..?
Oh Leah: Lovely to see you! (I am digging Moody Blues tonight;)) I love the introspection here. But Leah--woohoo!--run, dance like a sweaty harlot and scare the shit out of yourself!
Dang, you know your words travel far and wide... :)
Thank you Debbie! Have an amazing weekend and keep posting all those helpful writing tips on your blog!
Martha, every time I write your name I start singing, Martha My Dear by the Beatles LOL!!
Thank you for your uplifting reply <3
Hugs,
Leah
Sulekkha, Sometimes I like to write wild and free...this is the edited version;)
Have a beautiful weekend and thanks for stopping by to see me!
XO
Alfandi, thank you for your sweet comment. Yes, I do enjoy Pink Floyd...have for many years. *grin
Leah...I've tried signing up for an email subscription, but your site thinks I already have one...I may have done that before, but I don't get your posts in email. Am in on a list of email subscriptions? If not, do you know how I can get into that sign up section and add my name? thanks...kathy
Kathy, are you kboyle? I need to know your email address in order to check. I only need the beginning of it.
Sorry for the mess up.
;)
Hi Leah.....that's me... kathy of the triple 7's in the world of comcast.net :)
Kathy, you are loaded into the list. Was there a post that you didn't receive? I've been posting some oldies in between the newbies as I have a larger audience now and I wanted to give them a chance to read them.
Hoping that your weekend is moving along as gracefully as an expert dancer; no toe stubbing or falling down. LOL!!
Leah
XO
Wow! I loved your lines "Sometimes I dare myself to dance like a sweaty harlot or prompt myself to pray like Mother Theresa with her bony hands tangled into a holy knot." Your words bring such vivid pictures to my mind!
Mari! Hi. Thank you for such a powerful compliment. I do love writing...painting pictures with words. It's probably similar in some ways to your photography...we see things;)
You have amazing writing skills Leah....we inspire each other.Hugs babes.
Good Morning Janu, yes inspiration is as vital as air. Here for each other with our words.
Hugs,
Leah
Whew. What a treat to have had all these blog posts to catch up with. You are beauty. This post went turned me inside out and spit me out in a great void of mystery, and I just want to stay in here and let it reverberate. Going to read again. You are amazing. DO NOT STOP WRITING, EVER!!!!
Brooke, you are so animated. You know that scene in "When Harry Met Sally" and she fakes the orgasm in the restaurant, and a lady at another table says, "I'll have what she ordered." Well...I'll have what you ordered for sure!
LOL! Sending love and hugs. Watch out world Brooke is back and she's packin!
I loved how you wove your poetry with the images. They were both carefully written and selected.
Deep for a simple girl like me lol... loved it Leah ;)
Thank you Melissa, I'm a simple girl too but sometimes I have to let my freak flag fly and just go with it. LOL!
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