Tyler Knott Gregson's Blog, page 205
July 7, 2019
Lucky, if asked in a word to describe myself. Lucky. Somehow,...
Lucky, if asked in a word to describe myself. Lucky. Somehow, after a life spent wandering, I stumbled into the love of a woman that is grace and patience and this avalanche of honest care. Lucky, for the way she saved my life, for the way she transformed me. Lucky for how she gives and gives, lucky that she allows me to give back to her. Thank you, @sarahlinden for everything you are, thank you for making my birthday special while keeping it completely “me.” Thank you, for this ticking countdown to becoming my wife. Thank you, for the simple fact that October 12 will be only the start. Thank you.
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July 6, 2019
Typewriter Series #2657 by Tyler Knott GregsonI wish for...
Typewriter Series #2657 by Tyler Knott Gregson
I wish for backwards, ferociously I wish for it,
a rewind of time, a finger on the hour hand
spinning further and further,
the number in the date window of some watch
counting down then starting over as the month
backpedals, as the years fall away.
I wish for backwards, on and on until
buildings are un-built, a story at a time,
railroad tracks lift like stitches removed from
the wounds we caused. I want to see
contrails wisp away like they were only clouds,
I want to hear silence where highways
once rumbled, I want to rise up and see
how rivers knew the way to the sea
before we knew to build dams to stop them.
One by one I wish for the extinguishing of
electric light, like magic called out before
Tesla fought a desperate war for which current
we’d choose. Like candles blown out,
I want to see the darkness reclaim itself,
watch the stars grow confident once again,
burning like they knew to burn, like they still burn,
only we cannot find them in the orange haze
of our progress.
Feverishly, I ask each night for the brave call
of retreat, for a cinematic reversal of all that’s come,
sped up for brevity sake, I ask for us all,
fumbling fools in the dark,
looking for a sliver of light to share, fresh,
flawed but hopeful, waiting for a single spark
to warm us in the night.
-Tyler Knott Gregson-
“I long for magic,
for the twisting feel of peace
inside this...
“I long for magic,
for the twisting feel of peace
inside this old soul.”
— Daily Haiku on Love by Tyler Knott Gregson (at Helena, Montana)
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"I long for magic,
for the twisting feel of peace
inside this old soul."
for the twisting feel of peace
inside this old soul.”
- Daily Haiku on Love by Tyler Knott Gregson
Here’s what I think: You gotta be what you are, and you gotta be...
Here’s what I think: You gotta be what you are, and you gotta be it all the way. You can’t worry what people think of you on this path. You have to love completely, everyone you can, everyone you choose to let into your life. Pay no attention to those who tell you that you must guard your heart, for in protecting yourself against sorrow, you insulate yourself from so much joy as well. Take time to breathe, not the shallow breaths we have all grown accustomed to in our busy sprints through this life, but deep belly breaths that refill all we lose. Practice an art, any art, it will stretch your capacity for curiosity and compassion and creativity and make you better in a jillion ways. Drink water and green tea, often and more than you think you need. Hear, and what’s more, listen, truly. Be a source of comfort to all you can, a safe base, a time out in the game of Tag we call life. Give and give and give and give and marvel at how full you feel. Find joy and if you can’t, create it. Take care of your body and let it carry you deep into your years. Love. And love more. And when you are loving, fall even deeper in love with what it feels like to effortlessly and automatically put someone else before you. It happens silently and feels more like home than any fairy tale-grand romantic gesture-movie love ever could.
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July 5, 2019
Typewriter Series #2656 by Tyler Knott GregsonMy courage...
Typewriter Series #2656 by Tyler Knott Gregson
My courage wasn’t liquid,
it was fire forged
and steel in the center of me.
I said I loved you
and left it there,
anyone who knew anything
could find it,
but it was yours, and
so I left it.
Funny the things we walk around,
step over and forget
to pick up.
Funny how they become part
of the landscape,
camouflaged into our routine.
I love you
left like laundry to be carried
up some set of stairs,
folded,
and ready to be worn
when the weather,
when the temperature
was just right.
-Tyler Knott Gregson-
“A land of monsters,
of old fairytales and myth
is calling us...
“A land of monsters,
of old fairytales and myth
is calling us back.”
— Daily Haiku on Love by Tyler Knott Gregson
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"A land of monsters,
of old fairytales and myth
is calling us back."
of old fairytales and myth
is calling us back.”
- Daily Haiku on Love by Tyler Knott Gregson
Still snoozing through a late Spring, still waiting for his...
Still snoozing through a late Spring, still waiting for his snowy blanket to lift. The Sleeping Giant waits as we wait, for that tiny window of warmth in all that freeze.
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July 4, 2019
Typewriter Series #2655 by Tyler Knott Gregson*A Gift for our...
Typewriter Series #2655 by Tyler Knott Gregson
*A Gift for our friends Jackie & Jon, who got married in a whaling museum in New Bedford, MA.*
Some things are known things,
without doubt or question, believed
from the beginning, held true
through trial and tribulation,
through time and distance,
through all the sea could throw
in our direction, through wave,
through wind.
Some things are solid things,
hard as whale bone, structural
and enduring, the foundations
laid years before we knew
all that we would build atop them.
I knew you and you me
instantly as more than all others,
known and believed when it was
young hands we held.
You knew me and I you,
solid as a promise, hard as
bone from the start of this,
but even still, leaking just enough oil,
to light up the dark.
-Tyler Knott Gregson-
