Treading Water

January 27, 2012

Unknown

Aimlessly bobbing out there
The water sitting just at your chin

Treading water

And you see the land
But it’s so far away
Very far away.

It doesn’t matter though
You must keep swimming towards it
No matter how far
Otherwise you just might drown,
Out there

Oh yes, and mind the sharks.

JL Knapp

Fairy Lights

January 18, 2012

Today
Is
Darkness and
Despair

And all I really want

Is to see
Fairy lights

Where
The fuck
Are
My
Fairy lights?

– JL Knapp

For My Family

January 6, 2012

I miss you
I miss you
I miss you
I miss you
I miss you
I miss you
There is no other way to say it.
Those 3 words are perfect.
You are perfect
You are the loves of my life
I miss you

Tippy Toes

January 5, 2012

Things I like about you (in no particular order)

  • You have  a wee gap in your front teeth
  • I need to stand on my very tippy toes to kiss you
  • You read books on religion, but aren’t religious
  • We talk and talk and listen and listen
  • You helped with the dishes on Christmas day
  • You are kind and patient with the insane dog, even though I am not.
  • You wear your heart on your sleeve and you aren’t afraid of that
  • Sometimes you kiss the back of my neck in your sleep
  • You are not mine, but you are still all of these things

Buffalos

January 5, 2012

“Just look at the animals, at the birds; nobody is worried, nobody is sad, nobody is frustrated. You don’t see a buffalo freaking out. He is perfectly contented chewing the same grass every day. He is almost enlightened. There is no tension; there is a tremendous harmony with nature, with himself, with everything as it is. Buffaloes don’t make parties to revolutionize the world, to change buffaloes into super buffaloes, to make buffaloes religious, virtuous. No animal is concerned at all with human ideas. And they all must be laughing: What has happened to you? Why can’t you be just yourself as you are? What is the need to be somebody else? So the first thing is a deep acceptance of yourself.”

–Osho

I Don’t

December 31, 2011

Maria Helen

I don’t love you anymore.
I’m so fucking proud of myself.
You made it so easy, darling.

A Good Reason?

December 28, 2011

You are loved darling. Maybe not by the one you want, in the way you want, but perhaps this is for a very good reason?

My Gentle Heart

December 23, 2011

“I like women who haven’t lived with too many men. I don’t expect virginity but I simply prefer women who haven’t been rubbed raw by experience. There is a quality about women who choose men sparingly; it appears in their walk, in their eyes, in their laughter and in their gentle hearts. Women who have had too many men seem to choose the next one out of revenge rather than with feeling. When you play the field selfishly everything works against you: one can’t insist on love or demand affection. You’re finally left with whatever you have been willing to give which often is: nothing. Some women are delicate things, some women are delicious and wondrous. If you want to piss on the sun go ahead but please leave them alone.”

-Charles Bukowski

Tiny Shards

December 21, 2011

Broken and cautious
Thats me.

You
Are broken yourself
Tiny shards
Scattered
Under your skin
I see them.

But then
You look
You look at me

And we are no longer breaking apart
We are tiny shards
Inching ever so slightly closer
Together

– JL Knapp

I Was Starving

December 19, 2011

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I went on a date on friday night, my first proper official date in years. YEARS!

It was magic, I had so much fun and was treated beautifully. If I could have designed my dream date this would have been it. Seriously.

It really made me realize how starved I have been for this kind of thing, and that every girl out there, no matter how strong or independent still loves it when a man opens a door for them, tells them they are beautiful and walks them to the car at the end of the night.

Sigh, swoon…

Jecc xx