So if you've noticed, I never did blog about my experience in Europe, but I chose to keep those on-the-spot hand-written entries in their natural place only.
And I've been more focused on writing in my blogging...my writing...than what I'm reading. I read a few books already, including My Sister's Keeper- which was great, and I liked it, but I wasn't obsessed with it. I think the character narration changes could have been more creative, while most of the time I was confused (though jet lag could have easily contributed to.)
I also recently began Extremely Loud and Incredibly Close, which I am already LOVING and am not far enough into to really blog about.
So I'll leave it at that.
I'll be back soon with more frozen moments, and thoughts on my current reading experience...
Really, this time. Soon!
Wednesday, July 28, 2010
Wednesday, July 21, 2010
Frozen Moment #3
The cover of clouds across the sky is broken
in our one circle of blue sky
fading in twilight
I almost reach over
to feel for you
I want it to be real
so I close my eyes
like always
sheltered, momentarily from the truth
like waiting to fall asleep at night,
so I can dream.
I open to the light, still lingering
and my broken patch of blue sky
but even though i would swear
i felt your rushing blood
beating heart
and slow, light breath on my neck
you're the one thing missing.
in our one circle of blue sky
fading in twilight
I almost reach over
to feel for you
I want it to be real
so I close my eyes
like always
sheltered, momentarily from the truth
like waiting to fall asleep at night,
so I can dream.
I open to the light, still lingering
and my broken patch of blue sky
but even though i would swear
i felt your rushing blood
beating heart
and slow, light breath on my neck
you're the one thing missing.
Thursday, July 15, 2010
The piano sounds distant
I'm breathing.
But slowly, in heaves.
I need to write.
I should have written.
Where did I go?
I want love.
I want to be happy.
Listening to the most beautiful music ever can't make that happen.
I'm alone.
I should have blogged
about London
France
Europe
summer
real life
not just empty words, imagined to fill the blank space.
music.
Tomorrow.
Always tomorrow.
i forget about today.
Almost a year, love.
But you don't think about me, do you?
Miss you.
But slowly, in heaves.
I need to write.
I should have written.
Where did I go?
I want love.
I want to be happy.
Listening to the most beautiful music ever can't make that happen.
I'm alone.
I should have blogged
about London
France
Europe
summer
real life
not just empty words, imagined to fill the blank space.
music.
Tomorrow.
Always tomorrow.
i forget about today.
Almost a year, love.
But you don't think about me, do you?
Miss you.
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