David Jones's Blog, page 1367
June 11, 2012
A Summer's Day
We lay in bed tracing our hands and faces kissing in between breaths. Our voices were a whisper afraid to stir the world around us. Hunger over came us and we ventured to the kitchen. Never letting go of each other for long, we made an assorted breakfast of pastries and cheese and fruit. We kissed and laughed and ate on the floor as the sun shone through the curtains. When we were full we put on clothes and went about the day. You cleaned up and I hung the laundry, exchanging longing glances...
The one that got away
Garrick sat his laptop on his lap and stared at it for what seemed like hours.
The dim light flickered as it came to life, and he heaved a deep sigh. It had been three weeks since he broke Keiran’s heart, and he still felt like it was only hours ago. He almost dreaded as his computer booted up, and made the familiar jingle of it being fully loaded. He watched as one by one his icons appeared, a blur on his screen through the tears that started to form. “I still love you…but…”...
June 10, 2012
My Cross
My cross, is sacred
But am I worthy of it.
How can I know,
What is not to be known nor question
Is this your will?
For my cross,
Is held high up,
Regardless of purpose
I summit to your superiority,
Give me strength,
From the cross you hath given me,
For my body have no more
Theirs pain, in the cross.
The stigmata relinquishes through.
Poison splinters, and stolen souls
Rest in the cross.
But I shall obey, never to question the cross,
For there is nothing to question.
My body is rotting, ageing, dying…
Yet I sti...
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The Sea-saw
There was once large seesaw that balanced on a tall, jagged rock by a thrashing coast. The seesaw was thick and old and sitting upon it, perfectly balanced, were two old men.
Now don’t ask me how they got up there, not a soul knows why, but for whatever reason and whatever how, these two men had been sitting on this same seesaw on this same rock by this same coast for over 150 years. Can you imagine?
This silly pair was not entirely alone, for in between them, centered perfectly atop the...
Salvation of the Unwanted, chapter one and two. Enjoy!
Chapter one: Nicolas
Why? Why has God created me, if I am of no use, I asked myself that question, many times.
Why has he placed me in these dreadful woods, theirs nothing alive, even the leaves seem dead, spring is not known nor summer, just one season. The seasons of dead leaves and were all the animals seem to be preparing for the winter that never comes, fall.
My surroundings are gloomy and sad. The trees seem to be lowering their branches about to die in the rotting forest floor. I sat u...
June 9, 2012
Stations
Metal on metal -
the busyings of a steelworks.
Flesh on flesh -
bodies huddled together with wide-eyes and cold-toes.
Leaden air, thick with chattering -
of hushed voices and manic machinery - settles over us;
We stand in No Man’s Land.
Worn, aimless journeys lay fallen in their trenches, as
the guard salutes for the last time.
Metal on flesh -
Flesh on metal.
Inches from Hell, closer still to Heaven.
We rise, with red-stained shirt, and remember.
Transitory
Sometimes,
it feels like we’re just
walking through life
down a crowded street.
We meet new people,
shake their hands,
note their names and faces -
but then, just as quickly,
they’re gone again.
Because people,
they are like the seasons:
they come and stay for a while
and then they leave.
