Although we’re just moving in,
It feels like we’re lived in these rooms forever.
I can’t look around without the past coming out to play.
These ivy halls are sticky with memories now.
The movers left a while ago and I took a moment to loiter,
on our red corduroy couch, and watch my roommates settling in.
There’s an irony, for me, in the subconscious ways I adapt
to the people who surround me. Whether it’s the way I dress, talk,
laugh, act, or the things I become interested in. There’s no ossifying here.
We’ll pick up our books tomorrow and do some last minute shopping.
I’ll walk out paths to classes. I know the campus but I’m a relentless planner.
Classes start Wednesday, that’s when circumstances will take over -
the schedules and studies - we’ll mold our lives into the larger ecosystem.
.
.
A song for this:
Dreams Via Memories by Ceramic Animal
The Hardest Part by Olivia Dean
We moved back into the residence yesterday - we were jubilant - and had a slumb-over last night, to celebrate our reunification. We woke up joyous, on the right side of the same bed (slumb-over), and we’ve been bouncing off the walls ever since.
We’re in the ‘settling in’ phase, restocking our Keurigs, getting our same-’ol furniture in the same-’ol places, picking up our books. In this liminal space, between sugarplums and sutures, our shrinking free-time will sag with increasing weight. Even last night’s normally fabulous martinis began to taste metallically laced with formaldehyde.
Once we’re settled in, our leisure will begin to have the tight, mangled fit of a borrowed jacket. “We’ve got to gear up.” Lisa said, just this morning and even as I type this, my eyes are flitting between my dog-eared copy of Gray's Anatomy and the mcat prep hub.
Classes start in 5 days. Free days burn bright, but disappear in a blink. Time is a precious coin.
.
.
*slumb-over = slumber party
Ducks
waddle across street
Permeant residents
Mid afternoon wind,
and wave stir, label:-,
anti clockwise fun?.
The stars move in slow motion,
not wanting to make mistakes.
The eyes of those who've lost love,
vow to do all that it takes.
The night is full of their dreams,
lasting until morning light.
Then the cold reality,
becomes like a cobras bite.
But such is the way of life,
there's no easy way to go.
It's but the wink of an eye,
You'll be gone before you know.
So eat, drink, and be merry,
there's no other way to be.
Though your day may be rainy,
the light of love sets you free.
date:1/8/2020
Move in Silence
Let me tell you my dreams
Let me explain
Let me tell you my obstacles I overcame
Let me reflect on my visions
Make better decisions
A light pops on in my head
That everyone will not root
And if they don't just give them the boot
Chorus
Shhhhhh
Be quiet sometimes it's better to move in silence
The saying is true
Everyone not happy for you
Verse 2
I move swiftly
I move quickly
I move fast
Because trouble dont last
I move quietly
So you can't inside of thee
You can't take
If you can't relate
Mistakes can be corrected
As long as you check it
Take a look inside
Do everything right
For yourself get excited
Continue to move in silence
Chorus
Shhhhhh
Be quiet sometimes it's better to move in silence
The saying is true
Everyone not happy for you
Hook :
Move and shift
Perfect your gift
Everyone don't have to know
Your next move whoooooaaaaa
(Repeat 1x)
Chorus
Shhhhhh
Be quiet sometimes it's better to move in silence
The saying is true
Everyone not happy for you
Repeat until chorus fades
Written by:Concetta Hardnett
10/7/2019
MOVE IN
You Have the keys to the kingdom
And the kingdom is the key
Opens up the doors to your room in the mansion
Can you hardly see
Your time to move in is near
5/1/18
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr. 2010©
The spheres move in their orbits and I,
who should know better, listen to their
Song. Crystal melodies whisper to my
Soul, singing me towards my doom, a
Siren Song of love. Ageless, eternal,
Love exists only in our imagination,
A conception, just as are the heavens
And the resonance of the orbs, that spin
Endlessly along the arcs of destiny.
I listen, and hear in the aether’s murmur
The notes of your voice, their cadences
Finding their ordained places in my mind.
And love blossoms, a phantom who bows
The strings of my emotions yet has no existence.
Sunlight I want a bath
Under the shower of your rays
And want to make me holy
As like the Ganga waves
Cheer of birds and flowering flower
Always making me inspire
Nature is itself a miracle
Nature go itself magical
By the touch of god made art
Every view goes more fabulous
Through those view inspiration touch life
And say me to view new dream
View of innocence black eyes
View of those magical eyes
Inspire me to move in life
MOVE IN THE LIGHT OF HOPE
On life's spring of chance--
pulled in soaking tears
by etched braids of loss,
I stood tough though scarce
to reach high my DREAMS. . .
Arched brows. Frowns. Tests
creeping quiet
head over heels,
they rob some life.
Yet, be still
do move on
Believe
in light. . .
H - O - P - E!
_________________________
©O.E. Guillermo
09:51 am. January 05, 2015
Sponsor: Dr.Ram Mehta
Contest Name: Diminished Hexaverse
Placed 3rd
a traveler
from a
distant time
shall walk
upon this
world sublime
and
the earth
shall
move in
his hands
Hurry! I have less time
I need to go and dine
I need to go and shine
I need to go and line
I need to go and rhyme
I need to be at nine
Please dear stars
Move in
Yes we had a nice time
Let me the moon go and work
Hurry! I have less time
And to the captives, I now free your souls
Run free into the night with arms spread apart
Realize, you can be regained and someone else’s
So think with your heads and not with your hearts.
I freed you for feelings, the goodness I get
When doing what is right and not so wrong
I freed you for love, the sound of harmony
As depicted by two who share in one song.
If by chance you return into the bonds
Of another that only wishes to ever control.
Let not them contain, control and maintain
But take back from them, that which they stole.
You take, then you have the upper hand
Make them subservient to your wishes and will
Make them see the strength of your hearts
And surprise them fast when moving in for the kill.
after the rain has falling
where will you be
when the pain stop
yawling
i can see you free
after the hard labor dies down
like a tree from the ground
roots strong and fill with
viens you will rise again
after turmoil opt out
friends who turn on you
apologize
money becomes
deeds... which
before was full of greed
how is it that tonight
i'm fresh with new thoughts
and tomorrow
morning i'm tired with
new thoughts....
i meditate and
pray.... and watch all my desires
and wants just fade away
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