Thursday, February 26, 2009

An Amplification of Reality

Eating sweet oranges
I hear an ambulance pass
Somehow my priorities change
The orange
Bright and juicy
Seems to become more than it is
A microcosm of complexity
                                      Life and loss
I eat
and I am satiated
But the satisfaction is fleeting
And I find myself pondering
                             Wondering
If the value of the orange
Would grow
If I were the one in the ambulance

Monday, February 23, 2009

A Cell of Light

Shafts of sunlight spill into the room
  through the crooked blinds.
Creating bars of light across the carpet and wall.
    Jail bars.
Holding us here
   in a bland, colorless classroom.

Sunday, February 22, 2009

A Letter of Wheat

Dear Peter,
Here are 25 Random Things. -Reasons I love you, things that drive me nuts (not too many), things I admire, reasons I appreciate you, ways that you are wonderful, what I hope for you, ways I think we should get closer, and reasons we should never grow apart.

I know life can be hard. But there is always a reason to keep going- love, hope, faith, courage, strength- or maybe just stubbornness.
But sometimes, you can't do it alone.
and Sometimes, there is no one to fight with you. You are forced to believe in yourself when THAT is the greatest struggle you will ever face.

So, when you're feeling like you're flat on your back with nothing to pick you up, take a look at this list. It has 25 darn good reasons why you are worth the effort. You ARE worth Everything, and who you are makes a difference.

Breathe, smile, flow, live.
"We must always say 'I love you,'
and We must always say 'Goodbye,'
because We never know when the last time
is no longer forever away."
Take the time to make the life you live worth every inch of struggle, every teardrop.

I pray for you, Peter. And I hope the fullest hopes. I wish you immortal wishes. I dream you dreams of glory.
-Amanda

An Ode to Slumber

Sleeping.
   (Dreaming.)
  Cuddling cozy.
Warm and Drowsy.
Slipping sliding
away from consciousness
into the blissful unknown.
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