Saturday, April 23, 2011

Searching

I oscillate
I want noise
Then
Silence is what I crave.
My mind is tired
Again.
From running over old thought paths.
Clarity, truth
Tantilises;
There it is on the periphery.
It hovers teasingly,
Butterfly-esque
Flits away,
Comes hovering once more
Just out of reach.
The frustration/promise of
…almost…
Keeps me awake at night
Like no drug can.
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Friday, April 22, 2011

Sitting on the fence

Teetering gently.

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Wednesday, April 20, 2011

Acceptance

Stopping the noise

Trying to think

Vague ideas

Going round and round and round.

Do I really want clarity?

Half-formed ideas

Require less effort

Less commitment, less courage.

Turn the noise on again

Hide back in safe mundanity.

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Friday, October 3, 2008

Sunny afternoon musings

Golden verses hang from trees
Like golden fruit
Hanging heavy on the branch
Waiting to be picked.
Search the ground,
How many words can you find
Half-emerging from their conkers
Half-hidden
Waiting for a seeing mind.

This is a land of imagery
Of ancient word-smiths
Who wove light
Into a shimmering blanket
To cover the land.

Rosalie Miller 2008

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Sigh

I think I see blue skies
Then I look in your eyes
And I see grey looking back at me.

Rosalie Miller 2008

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Saturday, April 26, 2008

Hope

The hope of tomorrow
Makes sweet smells
That perfume our today.

Rosalie Miller 2008

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Thursday, April 17, 2008

Diving In

Shore receding
Will I sink or swim?
As I follow the moon-path
I wonder
Will the shining silver dreams that come
Fade on waking?

Rosalie Miller 2008

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Daffodils

Sunshine hued
Sweet flowers imbue
The world with warmth
Singing their joyful song
Without sound
Playfully promising
Bright days to come.

Rosalie Miller 2008

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Tuesday, April 15, 2008

Reconcile

Do we believe
Because we need
To marry today and tomorrow?
How long
Can the old season hold
Before the new comes dancing in
Breaking everything apart?

Rosalie Miller 2008

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Mind death
Dearer than all else
Willingly forget
Drink in oblivion
Only tomorrow exists.

Rosalie Miller 2008

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