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Could I Cloud I

Could I make myself smile today
dig deep into the singular pit of
pure joy for the sake of it
could I smooth over the unsmooth rim
rub away softly the ache of an unturned phrase
an unsaid word
an unkind moment
could I imagine a break in the cloud I
could inch through
a rift through which I could
sail unnoticed
invisible cloud I
floating over a serene scene unforgettable
ghost cloud delicate on sky painted bright
could I or should I
lose the tremulous acquiescence
dip my timid brush
into truculent
taste a little righteous indigestion
whip up some raucous turbulent smoldering action
drop down into the void
rubbed raw
spinning vision
tempest tornado
frothing might
worked into a frenzy
and actively pursue a life
I might actually be willing to
die for
Could I
Cloud I
The eye of the hurricane
does not blink

Everyday
more and more
I lean on your words


I only wish you would write more
I hang on every word

You write sunshine through my cloudy sky.

My Osho card for today was the Queen of Clouds



a shit storm swirls about me but
a shaft of sunlight is streaming down on me through a break in the clouds.

Thank you mousey

going within
the only reality
left
to right
and write well
before time
subdues
the clues
into neglect

capture
enrapture
behold
be held
by visions
within
larger than
those
without

look within
while radiating out
fingers, mind, heart reaching fleshing outward

"A life I might actually be willing to die for"
my words are absurd I suppose
we will die for our lives whether good or bad
but happy will I be on death bed smiling
if I can just commence to live a fraction of my life
on my own sweet terms

ah me


Thanks for looking in stillt and mt. Beautiful thoughts and words from both of you. stillt I'm glad I add a little sunshine to your day. Write more?!?!...krikey I thought I was writing too much as it is...every day I think I will post no more for awhile...think about tapering off into a tiny pinprick, but...
breathe write write breathe and on and on it goes.

If I posted as much as I actually wanted to someone would begin projectile vomiting I am sure.

Look within, yes, and it's good we never get bored with ourselves eh?...where the hell would we run to to escape the monotonous incessant droning?

I think I have a quiet mind most of the time, fumbling along on autopilot...sometimes asleep at the wheel! Okay, I'm starting to ramble now...off with her head.

Thanks again.

Shall I become a cloud and wander across the fields of time
Looking down on all that I see
Thinking about raining on their parade
But instead the droplets of my soul will nourish the flowers of beauty
Be just one cloud or join my family and really make for some wicked weather
Oh to be a cloud
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Honda XR series

I've looked at clouds from both sides now!

Both Sides, Now
by Joni Mitchell

Rows and flows of angel hair
And ice cream castles in the air
And feather canyons everywhere
I've looked at clouds that way

But now they only block the sun
They rain and snow on everyone
So many things I would have done
But clouds got in my way
I've looked at clouds from both sides now

From up and down, and still somehow
It's cloud illusions I recall
I really don't know clouds at all

Moons and Junes and Ferris wheels
The dizzy dancing way you feel
As ev'ry fairy tale comes real
I've looked at love that way

But now it's just another show
You leave 'em laughing when you go
And if you care, don't let them know
Don't give yourself away

I've looked at love from both sides now
From give and take, and still somehow
It's love's illusions I recall
I really don't know love at all

Tears and fears and feeling proud
To say "I love you" right out loud
Dreams and schemes and circus crowds
I've looked at life that way

But now old friends are acting strange
They shake their heads, they say I've changed
Well something's lost, but something's gained
In living every day

I've looked at life from both sides now
From win and lose and still somehow
It's life's illusions I recall
I really don't know life at all
I've looked at life from both sides now
From up and down, and still somehow
It's life's illusions I recall
I really don't know life at all