Open Sky and Endlessness!

[LittleSiss]

I can’t walk home
I never thought of driving
Not hammered but where I wanted to be.

Seeing though a 5 year olds eyes.

Stairwells and banisters, voices of monsters.

A swirling sound, of truth trying to sound just so.

You find and see and deny and expect.

What purpose is the confusion?

I never understood.

My cabin is my only solace.

Slumber is my grace.

 

[LittleSiss]

Silence

Pearled beads of sweat realized

Lapping waves

Still surrounding the jutting rocks and soft hollows

A storm like none other

Sinful summer breeze
Lost in my abandoned

Clouds and stars spin in circles

Not one muscle is voluntary

When it rains...

Drizzle drops lightly appear

Filled with the scent of the storm

Winds with sudden down pours

Uncontainable

Tides of fire

Sweet

So very sweetly

The rippling lake within

Consumes me

Silently

 

[LittleSiss]

Never expect silence when your world is filled with noise.

Pigeons flying off from the street below or the sound of geese or ducks migrating.

The mind is always working.

The silence comes from within!

 

[Barbaria1]

Never expect silence when your world is filled with noise.

Pigeons flying off from the street below or the sound of geese or ducks migrating.

The mind is always working.

The silence comes from within!

LittleSiss is our resident philosopher