Writing the tears of a Jester

The fool escaped from paradise will look over his shoulder and cry. Sit and chew on daffodils and struggle to answer why? As you grow up and leave the playground, Where you kissed your prince and found your frog, Remember the Jester that showed you tears, The script for tears

[hippiescribbles-deactivated2016]

[moderateclimates]

a study in pink

two pink ladies / like pink nipples / like pink tongue between teeth / like pink skin pinched-pulled taut /

two pink girls / tickling pink toes / like pink thread on pink cloth / like pink blood stained on pink dress /

two pink stories / leaving pink stains / telling pink stories / with pink lips / holding pink birds / in their pink little palms /

[moderateclimates]

girls

blue-toothed woman, smiling oceans, taking you by the hand, showing you sea-caves & mermaids in the city. girls with teal hair and fins for feet, kissing you with open mouths while you drown. seaweed-tongued woman smoking weed with you and saying, I would devour my whole family if it meant one night in Vegas. ocean-eyed daughters telling you Poseidon wished he was their father, you can be a mother without a man. mermaid-boys looking longingly at the sun through the water, dappled light on the coral, thinking, if only the city felt as soft as this.

[undeveloped-apathyy]

One day I will write something that will mean something.

Change a heart, produce a tear, stir a mind.

So many years I have been swimming, forgetting, not remembering that my heart is made of ink, words splayed on its surface. So long I pushed off my words for things too insignificant to chase...

[mikefrawley]

When You Read

Dragons dance with faerie queens magic spells and time machines astral planes merge with asteroids robots, starships, humanoids dinosaur extinction from long ago fun facts and trivia you didn’t know romance, intrigue and mystery geography, politics, world history God, evolution and the universe Tolkien, Tolstoy, mummies curse great for recreation or education the art of war and meditation do it my friend, but do take heed your world changes when you read

[cleowho]

"I have no sword."

Robot of Sherwood - series 08 - 2014

[bbcone]

Imagine if the Doctor was your school teacher.

[foxandthefawn]

This is not fantasy, this is our life. We are the characters who have invaded the moon, who cannot stop their computers. We are the gods who can unmake the world in seven days. Both hands are stopped at noon. We are beginning to live forever, in lightweight, aluminum bodies with numbers stamped on our backs. We dial our words like Muzak. We hear each other through water. The genre is dead. Invent something new. Invent a man and a woman naked in a garden, invent a child that will save the world, a man who carries his father out of a burning city. Invent a spool of thread that leads a hero to safety, invent an island on which he abandons the woman who saved his life with no loss of sleep over his betrayal. Invent us as we were before our bodies glittered and we stopped bleeding: invent a shepherd who kills a giant, a girl who grows into a tree, a woman who refuses to turn her back on the past and is changed to salt, a boy who steals his brother’s birthright and becomes the head of a nation. Invent real tears, hard love, slow-spoken, ancient words, difficult as a child’s first steps across a room.

Lisel Mueller - The End of Science Fiction (via foxandthefawn)

[jesterstears]

Missing In Action but Still Alive

Dear all / anyone who still follows me.?

I have been quiet for so long now that I don't even know if anyone will read this. I have maintained my erratic lifestyle for the past year or so - extreme highs and suicidal drops. The death of Shedding Petals (some of you followed her, I think) had a major impact on my mental health. She was one of the most prestigious young talents that it has been my privilege to read and to know that her words were so desperate, so despondent, and that I didn't react to them has left a residual guilt. I pray that she is at peace and that her next life-cycle is a happier one.

Anyway, I decided to leave this blog as it is - the hiatus in time is too great a gulf to bridge - and have started a new one named 'magpiesandrainbows'. I would greatly appreciate any support, advice, constructive criticism that you can offer. 

Love, light and peace 

D

[puzzlingpemberley]

being human

people were born from hypocrisy 

we are cruel

we are loving

we are selfish

we are altruistic

we are imbeciles

we are brilliant

we are mortal

we are infinite

so what else could we be but human?

[jesterstears]

My latest 'interrogator' is French and speaks English with a heavy accent. He mumbles his thoughts on me into a recorder, speaking in his native tongue.

What he has failed to realise, or read from my notes, is that I speak fluent French.

"Un imbécile enseigne le farceur"

[jesterstears]

Just because I am a Jester who wears harlequin

and I face the world with twisted smile

does not mean I am a fool! 

"ne me traitez pas en tant que clown"

[whatlovelybones]

And in the end..

I am done with you now. You shall hold no more power in my universe, nor shall you occupy even one more moment of my time, one more beat of my heart. Was it worth it? Not particularly…

[terezl-deactivated20150115]

Chaos City

This damn city! Do suppress the brickman- He thinks he’d build a tranquil Castle in the Air. But he’s as crazy as the fervent children Putting plastic trinkets in their hair!

What do we adorn! Oh, litter, hills, dales- Chaos does prevail. With a broom, no one Drags our war to heaven, and streets weeping With the bare remainder of the broken sun.

[terezl-deactivated20150115]

Yellow

Tendrils trace the tender branches, Limbs that loop around ten suns. Dandelion rise, hot currents Waft as strings around each one.

Weeping honey for the punters, Choir of the supple sound. Drenched and dry the trees are yellow; Simple yellow all around.

Chains of perfect pipes skim students, Leaking galvanized arrays! Yellow willow hollow mellow- Smile on the mayor’s face.

[raurabells-deactivated20131116]

[jesterstears]

Nomadic mariners set adrift        faceless names in failing ships             endless tacks with little breeze   lonely barques on a cyber sea.  Two bows brush in darkest night        two hands touch in briefest flight             two souls meet unwittingly  explorers adrift on a cyber sea.  Two crafts merge as a single ship       wanderers joined in passion's grip             undiscovered ghostly entities   loosely anchored on a cyber sea.

Grasping sailors cling ‘til dawn 

   when both breath and site are gone.

      Love's mystery carved out so brutally 

forever separated on a cyber sea.

Spectral lovers fleeing their pasts        two bleak futures lashed to the mast             return to port as love’s debris  floating…..burning on a cyber sea.