“Risk” by Anais Nin
And then the day came,
when the risk
to remain tight
in a bud
was more painful
than the risk
it took
to Blossom.
– Anais Nin
© 2011
And then the day came,
when the risk
to remain tight
in a bud
was more painful
than the risk
it took
to Blossom.
– Anais Nin
© 2011
“Don’t be afraid to go out on a limb. It’s where all the fruit is.”
– Shirley MacLaine
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© 2010
Time, Where did it go?
I sit here
Wondering on God’s thumbnail
My place in the whole scheme of things
Did I make the right decisions?
If time is infinite
Then I should meet myself
Back where I started
On that infinite bow tie loop,
If I made the right decisions?
If I made the right decisions
Would I be looking at myself now
Across God’s thumbnail
Thirty degrees to the left
My other self
thirty degrees to the right.
Should I have not merged with myself by now
On God’s thumbnail.
Or did I make all the right decisions
And just don’t comprehend.
Across a chasm of lost time.
Do I jump
Risking eternal damnation
In a loop of lost time.
Or am I in hell on the infinite loop time
Self absorbed
Separated from myself
By myself
Thirty degrees to the left
I jump
Reunited with myself
Happy, joyous, and free
On the infinite bowtie loop of lost time
Of
God’s Thumbnail.
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“If you really do want to be an actor who can satisfy himself and his audience, you need to be vulnerable. You must reach the emotional and intellectual level of ability where you can go out stark naked, emotionally, in front of an audience.”
– Jack Lemmon
© 2010
rapturous shutter bug
whisk me out of the maddening sewage
of my broken promised dream
the one with the dark horse who
rode me into the ground at full force
and galloped off with my heart as bounty.
let me sing in your rhymes and tumble
into the melancholy laughter to and fro
with risk and folly, throwing caution to
the naked sea lions, let the waves of lust
fill our loins with a chorus of trumpeting
angels, beating our breasts with passions purpose.
we will sail on the winds whisper and braid
natures ecstasy through the bond that
ties our lovers knot. I long for the seconds
when our connection explodes like an electrical
storm ransacking a field of pansies and poppies
ready to be picked and woven into spring.
the light around your aura travels across the pond
wanting to drown me with pleasure and nourish
my hunger like a mother’s breast upon a cherub’s
lips. I cease to breathe at the thought of you
dying before me, for I would risk my own life
and follow you across eternity for one last kiss.
he who makes me laugh shall have
my last laugh.
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Fear not the unknown, the untried, the unexplored.
No guidebooks, nor navigation systems.
No assured passes, nor gratuitous guarantees.
No pilots nor pioneers to lead the way for you.
Take a chance. Dive into the murky uncertainty of the un.
Dare exposure, dare embarrassment, dare failure.
Fear not risk’s rocky terrain.
Take a chance. Step tentatively, if you must, but take a step.
Life is always uncharted, unchartered, unknown.
Fear not severing ties that bind.
Regret and resentment don’t make for warm bedmates.
Fear not the fray.
Take a chance. Take a stab. Take the plunge.
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In the end, I think it is a very good thing to adventure outside of One’s comfort zone…
Artwork by Bliss at Bliss Bait
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“My belief about acting is one foot on a banana peel
Poem & Pic by Mitch “Lordy” Hicks – U.K.
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i will hear the sounds
of gentle rain.
i will breathe
in and out,
slowly enough
to hear
myself
slow down.
i will embrace
my husband’s snoring,
as my new lullaby.
i will wear
a smile with promise.
my stride
will follow.
i will shut off the water
while brushing my teeth.
spit out less
look into the mirror more.
i will glide
across the room,
wearing three inch
black stilettos
i will live.
i will want.
i will change.
i will love.
i will laugh.
i will cry.
i will drink
and eat
i will dance.
i will gain 5
and loose 10.
i will be grateful
and un-grateful
i will stand
i will fall….
in the year Twenty Ten.
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