Thursday, December 29, 2011

Talks In The Kitchen........a Wordfix@56 Write #12









Hold on, my mind just walked past me naked
It's got something it wants me to know


If love begins with me,
I don't mind
It only proves I listened
to all those long talks in the kitchen
when my mother warned me
about walking through the darkness
with my hands tucked hopelessly
in my pockets






jak(12/28/11)

Talks In The Kitchen..(Extended Version)










I don't know why the magic of the language of love

is so hard to stop using

Hold on, my mind just walked past me naked
......
It's got something it wants me to know
[I love these moments]


" Protect her, love her, kiss her, hold her, smile with her, laugh with her.
But don't make her fall, if you don't plan on catching her.... "


You know what
....
sometimes it's better to put love into action
than to put it into words.

" That's what I say
The one time I wanted to not be dreaming,
I reached out into thin air for love,
reminding my emotions that it did exist,
and I got this strange impulse
to stop looking for it
So, I started to think about increments of time already spent
thinking....where I would find it,
thinking...maybe more than I should
Thinking what are you doing,
thinking where you are
or....
did you just think of me? "

I know...you were trying to be the conformist,
the one who conjures beauty up instantly,
and makes things happen
numberless times
You had loves design venerable...or so you thought
but you ended up wanting more,
right..?


(Thinking to myself)
" I really don't mind
that I keep starting over from scratch
because my mate has to be personally perfectly made
and conditioned
with added layers of feeling
and protective fibers
I keep believing I'm carving the path
right to my heart
but I know
it's God clearing a way for me
to be ready for it.
Every roadblock put in my way
will be moved by wondrous strength
and every detour to me will be well worth the wait
because the worth that lies within
when one is getting more than one puts in
is worth much more
than gazing upon simple goodness"



Laughter will be a refuge for me,
a guiltless indulgence,
that I paint along the seams
of my outstretched dreams
as my time is extended in my search

If love begins with me,
I don't mind
It only proves I listened
to all those talks in the kitchen
when my mother warned me
about walking through the darkness
with my hands tucked hopelessly in my pockets
She said I should have them up
clasped in prayer
and victoriously outstretched
believing  the one who takes it
is the right one for me,
hoping I'm a refuge of for them,
instead of an escape,
and then knowing...that what we need
are unlimited avenues
beyond curiosity
that lead us into intimate trust
and the realization that 'us' can be
an incursion into a refreshed heart
with no rough
or insurmountable edges

Yeaaaaah...I feel you


Can you see me smiling now
amid my own thoughts
and my swelling pulses
translating positive feelings
into bouquets of beautiful roses
and...squinting
from the Sun rays
bouncing off unspoken sacred wishes
that I live for

each day












jak(12/28/11)

Tuesday, December 27, 2011

Mountains To Cross........A CRC Write #62

*also a SP Write







Look for me...look for me

Come...fly with me
over this mountain.....
into my requiem of a dream
streaming....right over into our destiny
Through faith, I give all our problems
an expiration date...
My present to the rarity of weather like this
is to remember....to simply recall
the Great Mentors promise
that the rest of our story.... is only in stall

It is with tenderness and surrender
I oblige to playing my part
in the seduction of the symphony of The Great Wind
shimmying around what is abound
as the scenes are cut in part
Next, with me...vying for your heart


Advance....to us roaming mountain tip after mountain tip
twisting about black clouds of restlessness
tired...so tired......but can't stop going,
frolicking...as birds of a feather
following in proliferated devotion
as the wind kisses the weather with options
of dancing on in the dark,
of not returning to start,
of succumbing to the narrow trail of light
....promoted and diffidently devoted
to loving what we can't see,
and treasuring whats good for our hesitant hearts
to beseech

Feeling feather touches of fluttering emotions
causing caustic commotion inside....?
Me too...as I reverence the right routes of pulling away
as I take to the skies on such grey, lonely days
making self play.....through cascading plights of flight
in aided pursuit of the true form of reflection
wherein the elements of what is eternal,
what is good...what is true
will surely set us free

Improvement, maybe..
a new chance..for a new day
with lazy afternoons filled with the soft elegance
bowing for repeated emotional curtain calls
for...more....more...more
killing the loneliness we both know
and needing to be applauding the essence of today,
though clouded in conceptual contrasts in conclusions
where the illusionary message
is really a colorless trail
...

It's a good day for a rainbow,
I want you to know...
embroidered in perfect harmony
with our destiny,
and
....
even though we still have many mountains to climb



" It's moving on
...
and we are moving on"











jak(12/26/11)



Monday, December 26, 2011

Finish The Thought.......December 26, 2011












1.   When I look into the Sun, I see........?

2.   The person you have unrequited feelings for shows up at your house, unannounced....what do you do?

3.   How do you feel today, emotionally?

4.   Anything you have to say to the first person on your friends list? The fifth?  The last?

5.    Which Christmas song followed you through the holidays?

6.   How important is hugging people, to you  today?

7.   What are you looking for in 2012 that hasn't happened in your life so far?

8.   What are you wearing right now?

9.   If you could pick any 4 people....which 4 people would you like to have dinner with on your friends list?

10.  Is there a question you would like to ask me?  If so..what?  

11.  If you had to give one of your gifts away, as an act of generosity, which one would it be, and who would you give it to?

12.  Recall the last time you got angry, and explain why in 20 words or less.

13.  Where is the weirdest place you have a mole?

14.  What was the last thing you got blamed for, and you took it even though you weren't at fault?

15.  Name something you do when you're alone that you wouldn't do in front of others?


Cuddling......a FIAF Write #68














Cuddling...
simmering,
exchanging kisses
getting so passionate
The more we kiss....
the more we want to
Wrapping arms,
 tongues
around brand new feelings
Discovering the uniqueness
of living out fantasies ...
then have them bared
on the plateau
of  whim...

 It's time to put up,
or shut up
Your body knows better than you
what it wants

Tuesday, December 20, 2011

SunRISING.........a FIAF #67


















the wish unexpected,
burning within...thins in time
when error becomes an apathetic student
Spring berries cease growing
knowing what's left
when we scream our dreams to the peak of silence
 and don’t tell  them to the world  

Believe your desires
Watch......as segments of yesterday
pass away
and the Sun-rising ushers
a new day

Friday, December 16, 2011

Collage Me This.........A CRC Write #60





Append the lady in this giving thanks collage
Her Kasa...the Kasa....gift of the Savior...
in His name...worthy of exaltation

Come right in.....let the magic begin
One grateful heart you will see.
Angels running free,
giving thanks with a graceful heart
yuletide sparkle,
peace in her aura
celebrating the Son's birth

Collage me putting a bow on the season
as she saunters through the forest of shadows,
once dark as night....now merry and bright for a change,
feeling the endowments of life,
feeling congenial,
matriculating in pieces
looking closely
at what is beautiful
....
agape love
Joy,
family,
angels around me,
and many mistletoe wishes
waiting to come true
as I look forward to January  coming in
....
with strength, love, clarity
Watching daily....as Winter blessings
create deviations in storage,
forcing me to get a hold on myself,
by looking through wise men eyes to the future,
and not what I see.
Walking through life given....
and what to life I give..content
 with fizzy blue shades,  
lavender leggies,
green giant plans
fanned by angels running around me...funning around me
freeing me.....to see me finally living happily
and not so serious
 
Isn't this what happy holidays are all about?
 
Collage my thinking it not strange
how enchantment
at finding the source of peace
among twisted truths,
for all of us,
is undeniable,
Time is like the wind
caught in doves wings...
commissioned to never give up,
Pain is now as blue water drops
in red eyes
healing
from the soul garden

Collage me this
as subsistence emits
my first Christmas in a long time
filled with panoramic streaks of hope
looking back at the Giver

 who helps me cope








jak(12/16/11)

 

Tuesday, December 13, 2011

Catch Me If You Can












I wanna go back there
I don't care what I got to lose
Insecurity has taken it's toll
Time has tickled me enough
Being old is a big menace just as much as it is a blessing
I could title it 'believing in fairy tales'
but who'd believe me..
except me

I didn't want this war....

I keep finding myself in other dreams
doing other things
gazing at white lonely flowers falling
off the side of a Seaside Hill
landing softly
on faded grass

Soft beauty ...
that's what I miss.
Playing in the streets..unattended,
loving so hard I never wanted to look back,
and.... the last one to crack
When did I lose my childhood ?
Where did my chronic serendipity go ?
When did Winter roses start to die
instead of live...?

find me The Wonderful Wizard of Oz

What's so funny is these eevie jeevies
love still gives me...
Yeah, guilty as charged
tryna get home/back home
knowing that we who change too late
miss the jokes....you know
No more clicking the heels,
no more brick road thrills....
just a busted window pain/pane

Now each day I find myself
hugging myself
because I just don't want to let go
I'm taking my boot to my own head
because.....I'm still
feeling time and place
squeezing my muscles
....so I won't forget....

It's the only excitement I look for


I'm still a free free spirit....a phoenix outlaw
and I say to my dreams
....

catch me if you can









jak(12/13/11)

Monday, December 12, 2011

Back There.........A Word Fix @56 write #9











I wanna go back there
I don't care what I got to lose
Insecurity has taken it's toll
Time has tickled me enough
Being old is a big menace just as much as it is a blessing
I could title it 'believing in fairy tales'
but who'd believe me..
except me

I didn't want this war....








jak (12/12/11)

Saturday, December 10, 2011

He Loves Me....A CRC Write # 59


.. God is crazy about me. 
He sends fresh flowers every spring for me to romp in,
a breathtaking sunrise every morning. 
If God had a wallet, my picture would be in it.
If He had a refrigerator, my childhood scribbles would be on it. 

When I am wrong, He is delighted to forgive. 
When I am lost, He leads me home.
I have lived my life doing what most wouldn't do,
And pushed the consequences out of my mind;
Now I must go by His guiding, loving hand
I'm having fun....making sure that my life is taken gently.
I shall live knowing with the last breath I draw,
that my fate is always safest in His hand.


"It took a long time to get to this place
And now that I'm here no one can ever erase
The joy that I feel way down deep beside
The love that I have for me will never, never die

I can see in color the first sign of spring
The rose buds are blooming
I got a new song, new song to sing"


.

Tuesday, December 6, 2011

You're There........Word Fix@56 #8





(When I see you
my emotions stretch
into patterns
of fine threads of beautiful sunsets
...
what beautiful design

Scratching my head,
unintentionally,
looking over coincidence
and emotive predestination,
 realizing....I didn't stumble upon you
It wasn't accidental
....
it was destiny
and I'm grateful

No matter where I go...
you're there

Now.......how do I tell you?....)






jak(12/6/11)

Enjoy Change........A Kae's FIAF Write #56





















A rare shot of fate
taking a stroll
Future worlds apart
as presence rapidly unfolds
....the real story unfolds

Headphones on...
listening to Decembers song
checking out decorations
as umbrellas....raindrops....and life
are seasonally hung

Water falling serendipitously

like Q-tips bouncing on air

Enjoy change!

Savor the adventure....

enjoy the taste
of another season






jakuper (12/6/11)