Capture it before it goes, the wind, his thoughts, his smile, the moment, the memory, the last time she ever spoke your name, the way she kissed you and held your face, capture it before it’s gone, before you say goodbye.
TAGS: love, death, life, memories, regret, appreciationScreaming, pink, chubby and wrinkled pile of delightful screams and tears - the world isn’t full of death, after all.
TAGS: life, joy, delight, newbornLife… is like a grapefruit. It’s orange and squishy, and has a few pips in it, and some folks have half a one for breakfast.
TAGS: guest scriner, life, douglas adams, grapefruitYou will get wrinkles.
TAGS: fortune, life, wrinklesIt’s going on all the time, but it’s a damn fine thing.
TAGS: lifefor e
It’s always about the stories.
Now, because of those beautiful crinkly eyes, I have to find ways every damn day to make myself smile right up around the eyes for the rest of my damn life.
TAGS: aging, life, laughter, wrinkles
In the little bed the young girl slept fitfully, her eyelids seeming to twitch, and she seemed racked with pain, seeming almost to cry silent tears as she slept, and as the camera of the story’s eye swirled around the spartan room, and through her hazel eye, we found her dreams and we found her standing alone, alone in a big red land; and as Becky stood in the middle of the scorched, dying, red, red desert she pivoted slowly around, her eyes flitting over the rocks and rock wallabies, watching this land die, but looking for signs of moisture, some sort of droplet, a little sign of life, just the merest hint of rain, but all she found was dust, flames, rock hard and lifeless ground and ashes, but she couldn’t give up, this land was hers and she wouldn’t let it die, so she spread her arms wide as she continued to turn and as she did so the searing air began to shimmer and curl, seeming to split and fly away in ribbons, each ribbon a shade of blue, a blue like the ocean, a blue of a young girl’s eyes, the blues from a bowerbird’s collection, a blue of the late night sky, and as each ribbon curled away into the sky, it became a tornado of blue, swirling higher and higher above Becky’s head until she was at the centre of a psychedelic storm and with each movement that she made, the storm grew and spread, reaching out across the scorched and scarred land, going up towards the centre and the red, red shores, spreading to the right and roaring through its deep green valleys, reaching further down through the myriad of lands, all the way to the bottom to its crisp white lines, swirling in larger and larger circles around the land, sweeping up the dust and the ashes and the pain, sweeping up the burnt carcasses and broken hearts, but leaving in its wake a river of gentle blue, a caress that called out to the people of the land, made them leave their hovels, exit their homes, come out into the street and dance under the blurred stars, so blurred because of the water falling from the sky, the moisture filling the air and filling their hearts, rain that, as it fell on their heads, caused their papery, dry and dusty limbs to cease crackling, a rain that started their brains to spark and their hearts to beat, a rain so gentle and long lived that they would speak of it for decades to come, yet it was not a rain of damage and torment, it was not in all the wrong places, it did not roar out of the sky ripping out trees and flooding roads, it just came and stayed and stayed until it was not needed anymore, it came when it was called and it was as blue and as beautiful as the Earth itself.
TAGS: rain, harlequin, dreams, 500, caress, life, drought, feel, challenges, dyingAn instruction manual would be nice.
TAGS: life, instructionsSometimes, life just is.
TAGS: lifeLife’s been really full and busy and there’s been lots of interesting stuff to do, but that means I haven’t been here much.
TAGS: life, stuff, butHUMANS
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Their laughter and their lives.
TAGS: life, senses, laughter, hearDiffers depending upon whether you’re asking my body or soul.
TAGS: aging, lifeDoesn’t it ache when your life, your body or your mind don’t allow you the luxury of, or the energy for, hours spent just sitting quietly and reading.
TAGS: books, life, yearn, acheAll the scientists, musicians, artists, writers and madmen walked in columns, over hills, traversing rivers, towards the common man’s house, carrying gifts of pie and whistling merry tunes, for all their achievements and all of their creations were done in the name of this man.
TAGS: creativity, lifeEvery second I continue to be alive is an unmitigated bonus.
TAGS: aging, life, optimismI do hope one day that my life will make as interesting a read as some of the living books on offer, but, more so, I look forward to seeing how I explain the big rusty Scrine-bird.
TAGS: books, life, people, inexplicable“Life is something that happens when you can’t get to sleep.”
TAGS: guest scriner, life, insomniaWhy didn’t I think to {insert bloody clever idea here} earlier?
TAGS: life, afterthought