communication

The truth about caring

The silence is the worst part.

I can deal with shouting, or abuse, even violence

– but it’s the silence that gets me.

That simple act of muteness,

cut off from the source, unable to decipher,

blinds drawn around the truth

 – this is the worst part

It cuts through ears and ideas,

slicing finely through facts and fiction,

tugging at heart cords and hope.

Day 2 – Quotes (ok, ok, so it’s a bit late)

So I may have been a little distracted but I always get there in the end 😉

My challenge from Paul over at Palfitness (check out his friendly blog & twitter) has had a little snooze but we are back with it now.

The aim of the game is to find a quote for 3 days and share the bloggin love with three others so here is my aptly found quote for today:

quote-coaching

Fuond over at www.shashickahill.com

 

Challenge rules:

1. Post three consecutive days.

2. You can pick one or three quotes per day.

3. Challenge three different bloggers per day.

 

And my chosen three bloggers for today (if accepted) are :

A Mommas View

Little Anna B

Black and Write

 

 

 

The Unspoken

Ginni bites!

We sit – in silence

It stands between us like a wall of ice,

muffling our low clicking sounds.

It has always been there

That soft, sultry notion of nothingness

It has always been curled around us

watching us go about our days.

Yet it was never visible before,

This silence which squeezes itself into our world

It was never so clear, to the eye,

to the ear.

Never before had it announced it’s presence

so loud.

And now as I breathe in our life

I hear the silence.

It pursues me with bells,

Lights a beacon under my chair,

Forms an exclamation mark in my mind.

I am deafened by the lack of sound.

Yet opening my throat to speak

only produces a soft click …. click

and so is the music of our subsistence.

But turning, I see your smile

glowing in satisfaction.

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Lost connection

The screen blinks at me tiredly

as I check my phone for the last time tonight

No sign of your call,

your text,

your email

No sign of you

Yet you said you would return

Just one text

One call

One email

This was all it would have taken

To show me

To validate my feelings for you

Instead of me feeling a fool

Waiting for a sign

That never came

I thought we had a connection

I guess I was wrong

Wait….My reception has gone

My offering for this week’s Poetry 101 Rehab

Modern Day Surrender

How frustrating it is.
After resisting such taunts
A whole day without you,
filling my thoughts.

Twenty four hours,
Without you inside me.
My mind in a scramble
it’s you, undeniably.

I banish your words,
Try clearly to think.
Yet the impact of you
Drives me to the brink.

As your name flashes up,
Right there in the list.
Try as I might
I just can’t resist.

Impulse takes over,
my resolve so weak.
You win and I lose.
So much for mystique

The text disappears
My pride has been thrown
Oh why did I ever,
Pick up that dam phone!

Quote Challenge – Day 3

For the last day of quotes I figured what better way to get to pin a picture of Mr Depp to drool over and it seem ‘intellectual’

Rules for the challenge:
1. Post 3 of your favourite quotes each per day for 3 recurrent days. The quotes can be of any other people or it may come straight from your own heart.
2. Nominate 3 or more bloggers with each post to challenge them.
3. Don’t forget to utter a thankful word to the person who nominated you.

Quotes

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“Just keep moving forward and don’t give a shit about what anybody thinks. Do what you have to do, for you.”
― Johnny Depp

“Normality is a paved road: It’s comfortable to walk, but no flowers grow on it.”
― Vincent van Gogh

“She stood in the storm, and when the wind did not blow her way, she adjusted her sails.”
― Elizabeth Edwards

Nominations:

Michy’s Mess
Mars n Plato 
Joys of Joel 

And thanks you Steph for the fun findings over three days 🙂

Quotes Challenge

Well this was a surprise and nice little project, after taking a challenge from Steph here are my results & I am hoping the writers chosen will take the challenge with the fun intended and not as extra work hehe.

 

So here is the challenge posed:
Rules for the challenge:
1. Post 3 of your favourite quotes each per day for 3 recurrent days. The quotes can be of any other people or it may come straight from your own heart.
2. Nominate 3 or more bloggers with each post to challenge them.
3. Don’t forget to utter a thankful word to the person who nominated you.

 

My Favourite Quotes

 

The meeting of two personalities is like the contact of two chemical substances; if there is any reaction, both are transformed.” -Carl Jung

When we treat man as he is, we make him worse than he is; when we treat him as if he already were what he potentially could be, we make him what he should be.” –  Johann Wolfgang von Goethe

You may shoot me with your words,

You may cut me with your eyes,

You may kill me with your hatefulness,

But still, like air, I’ll rise

-Maya Angelou

 

Nominations-

 

Days of stone 

The Seekers Dungeon 

O at the Edges

And of course big thanks to Steph over at Hey there beautiful – We are all stories in the making

All blogs come as recommended reading 😉

XXX Text

I love it when you text me, as I masturbate
Obeying a slow build up of tension
Your words attempt to exacerbate
Interspersed with bursts of vibration
I love those eloquent virtual smacks
The requests you demand are sublime
The pulsating steps towards climax
The erratic responses in time.
I savour your cheeky suggestions
Smile, when I see you emote
Lap up your rhetorical questions
Indulge in the joy you promote
But to you these words are just frivolous
So my pleasure from you, stays oblivious.

Out of Context

The electric crackle of leather colliding with air
Shadows of tassels gyrating in the candlelight
Air thick with the sweet scent of sandalwood
Tones of a saxophone filing our safe place

To the untrained eye,
the leash sits too tightly.
The cut of the cuffs too severe.
Our resolve too relentless,
too demeaning even

Yet just one mention of a Jellyfish,
could spiral the whole tableau.
Render us incapable of anything,
other than absurdity.

Balance restored by an equal serving of satire

But seriously,
We really must change that word!