Mythos & Marginalia

life notes; flaws and all


a daily breath

  • cloud songs

                   Every day

              we show ourselves

            as we are.

              Each day is different.

         Still, we remain

            as we are.

         Who will notice. Who 

           can see beyond

            all we are?

        The phases of life, as with

        the phases of our Moon

        evolve.    As do we.

            Here we are 

              all that remains.

  • Mondays are just young Fridays

    Do we truly consider the time it takes to become fully formed? Think of the hours or days (or longer) to stretch, then rest, then resume to become what may.

    As strong as the moment, as fluid as the night, each day evolving into the shapes we must take to fit into the current situation.

    We are as fragile as we are strong, or beautiful, or worthy, even temporary.

    Sparkle while you can.

    Be comfortable where you are.

    Gravity will take you further.

  • haiku 4 you

  • progress

    Unintended lapses in judgement, 

    latent mistakes, broken promises,

    even common forgetfulness will

    leave a hangover.

    Dwelling on these impositions or

    untimely faults will only delay any

    progress you hope to make.

    Don’t let yesterday use up too much

    of today. 

    You have tomorrow to consider.

     

  • just like that

    It doesn’t take long
    for nights to blur
    into months 
    or years, 
    or beyond.
    Fractured thought, 
    a broken timeline,
    then barely
    a fragment of
    a second, 
    or 
    nothing at all.
    Do you remember
    what was there
    before?
    Memories often 
    disappear
    just like that.