Object and Action

Knife struck my chest
eyes stared
to you
stared at the knife
imbedded

blood flowered
on my dress
held the steel
touched your face

mouth opened
words would not flow
from dry lips
I simply murmured

blood engulfed
the blade
hands wet

 
stained fingers sticking
falling to the ground
only to whisper
why

 

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Not only mirrors

You think you know me,

you think you do

double sided mirror

you see me I can’t see you

 

You think you know my feelings

what frightens me to my core

no you don’t know me

not now or anymore

 

I can’t see your face, do you see my stare

was what I thought we had ever really there

complete I was, I was once was whole

you took advantage, you broke my soul

 

With force I strike this glass you see

and shattered crystals hit the ground

slivers which once were me

lie broken all around

 

Shall you pick up the shreds

or simply sweep them up

will you re-assemble me

or will you just give up

 

Pick up a shard that’s if you dare

be careful not to bleed

let me grow with you once more

as water does for seed

 

Slicing

Cut deep the blade slices

sawing it’s way through flesh

blood rises to the surface

hands are shaking

the cut continues

mess

the limb is pulled

like being ravaged by wolves

torn with sinews white skin flayed

from bone, severely ripped apart

he approves

admiration for his workmanship

he stands back wipes the excess blood

that stains his blade but not his heart

for he smiles at limbs and skin and legs

 

 

 

his turkey carving now complete

Something a tad lighter

Tonight’s topic is …let me see do I have one or am I just in a “Let’s write something and see who reads” frame of mind, looks to the left…looks to the right…possibly..maybe. The email may come up on their inbox …new post from ramblings yadda yadda & they will read the 1st few lines and say “Whatevs” or “Gawd not another ramble from ramblings” or “What the dickens is she on about now?”

Insert opening to the story that I started which I gave you a glimpse of ..yes cast your minds back.. the one where she starts off sitting by a tree I have deemed that too boring. I seem to be in blog-mania and not get down and continue with this book mania. Anywho I changed the beginning to…

He held back her head; her throat exposed, that way he wouldn’t have to see the expression in her eyes, the fear of death about to strike. She felt limp in his arms; the sedative he slipped into her drink was enough to make her succumb. He didn’t like battles; he didn’t want the struggle as he had with the others. This time it would be peaceful, he actually felt sorry for her as the blade slid its way across from one ear lobe to the other. He lifted his head high and closed his eyes and drew in a breath as he heard her blood spill forth from the opening he had made.

Now that that has cheered you up … Ok so it didn’t ..but it’s all about grabbing the readers attention after all.

Because my last post about my Pop was .. well forgive me but  I had a very bad day and not a good sleep last night due to it, so I felt I should lighten the mood a tad (see title of post).

Anyway I have a question – my pictures disappear from my posts – yes I know I swipe them from Google and yes I know there are copyright laws..but how do others post pics from Google and they still remain?

I have now found a website with “free images” not that I want to bombard you with images but it’s nice to break up the vocab..especially when it doesn’t make much sense (as mine tend to do sometimes). Am I rambling? I feel I am. My moods make me that way. I had a crappy day at the new job… well not a day…but a moment… we all have them, I just didn’t expect it within the 1st few weeks!  Forgive all my dots too I seem to be on a roll with them.

Maybe I am posting because I haven’t had my fix of daily posting…and even though my subject matter is pretty useless  I still need the fix..

Ok so random – does anyone pay attention to their stats? Or am I taking the blog thing waaaay too seriously? Been down the last few days, the columns haven’t risen very high (chuckles to myself) at how sad I am for actually saying that (and no I’m not being serious) just an observation.

Well that’s it…can’t think of anything else. If you have read – I thank you – if you have read and hit the like button I thank you more -if you have read hit the like and commented I love you –  if you have read the email and deleted..well I have no words, insert (I’m joking).

So that is my random – had my fix – trying to lighten my mood up post. Luv ‘ya faces. xx

PS: Posts shouldn’t always be serious & have something enlightening or thought provoking….should they??