Puddles
I view the world through murky rain water collections.
The way the slightest disturbance ends the beauty of its reflection.
A constant reminder that nothing in this world can seed perfection.
Chaos enters life from any given direction.
But it’s presence is strong and it retains the image of inner held connections.
As if designed for you to stomp on their projections.
I’m such a good writer and no one notices it. Reblogfing myself all day.
Puzzlewood is an ancient woodland site, near Coleford in the Forest of Dean, Gloucestershire, England. The site, covering 14 acres, shows evidence of open cast iron ore mining dating from the Roman period, and possibly earlier.
In 1848 some workmen, after moving a block of stone in the woods, found a small cavity in the rocks. In this cavity, hidden away, were three earthenware jars containing over 3,000 Roman coins. No-one knows why the coins were hidden away in the cliff face nor by whom.
J. R. R. Tolkien, a frequent visitor to the Forest of Dean, may have visited Puzzlewood, and many believe Puzzlewood was the inspiration for the fabled forests of Middle-earth, such as the Old Forest, Mirkwood, Fangorn or Lothlórien contained within The Lord of the Rings. J.K Rowling is also said to have visited Puzzlewood, and it may have been this that influenced her idea of The Forbidden Forest in the Harry Potter books.
Somebody come visit with me.
What’s the difference between a cat and a comma?
One has claws at the end of its paws and one is a pause at the end of a clause.
this sounds like a really classy rap
I will love this forever
Stranger
Passerby’s called strangers
but who’s to say who’s stranger
if we’ve yet to meet.
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Traffic
It’s a crawl into the city when water slicks the roads
but I hardly mind the traffic, I love to see Seattle slow.
Pictures can’t depict, the way rain makes this city glow.
so I’m caught at this intersection unsure of where to go
but anywhere I stand I know these roots will grow.
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Confidence
Trying to keep pace, starting to think that your race may end with you in last place.
Negative thoughts pushing you away, leading you into the fray.
But you’ve made it this far, and inside you can feel your heart ready to beat harder.
You cant let these burdens be your burial, but you don’t get to bury them either.
Carry them with pride, never accept the simple choice to hide.
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They’re something like the oil,
cast off cars in the rain.
Contaminating colors,
imitating beauty.
But more similar to a stain.
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Finding Solace
Find solace through life’s substance
Take your mind to a kinder place
Escape the hate, re-think the fate
Put an end to speculate. Articulate and create.
Look passed your past, but memorize your memories
