Dandelion Salad

I LIKE TO LIE DOWN IN THE GRASS poetry. photographs. pieces of time I can't get back. Lotsa silly.

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it just doesn’t matter now

by matialonsor

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4/3

Sometimes there are five birds sitting

on a line above the city gardens and

I think it means there are five stages to life

before      Birth         Grow       Death       after

When there is an old woman yelling

to her husband holding up flowers in

the hopscotch city garden squares

I know they are near one of the stages

those birds told me about and I wonder

if, when the sun is out, the old woman

ever thinks about the                after.

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#napowrimo2015 #poetry Day 2

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confession:

I fake talk to myself in the mirror when I’m trying on clothes to figure out what I look like when I talk to people.

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4/1

I keep picturing Moab mapped out in the back of my throat. Etched above my vocal cords I speak low and shadow.  All arch beneath the high moon trill; the lizard’s tongue- my tongue.  Cracked open teeth geodes in the red dirt. Whispers in the dry brush. I could bury you here. I called in sick. I swallowed canyons.

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Here I am

I lost my dad two weeks ago, and I am slowly finding my place in this new world that opens up every day.  

But not right now.  Right now I am drinking beer that my sister bought and watching American Idol and things feel shaky.  I'm blaming it on the full moon.  

[kemetic-dreams]

[purplebuddhaproject]

Sometimes someone says something really small and it just fits into this empty place in your heart.

Angela, My So-Called Life (via 5000letters)

[wildheartling]

Life will break you. Nobody can protect you from that, and living alone won’t either, for solitude will also break you with its yearning. You have to love. You have to feel. It is the reason you are here on earth. You are here to risk your heart. You are here to be swallowed up. And when it...

[hugsfromhugo]

[psychedelic-flower-childd-blog]

A solar eclipse and the Milky  Way seen from the ISS

I am practically in tears over how beautiful this image is.

same. i promise i teared up a little….

well fuck

[purplebuddhaproject]

Sadness gives depth. Happiness gives height. Sadness gives roots. Happiness gives branches. Happiness is like a tree going into the sky, and sadness is like the roots going down into the womb of the earth. Both are needed, and the higher a tree goes, the deeper it goes, simultaneously. The bigger the tree, the bigger will be its roots. In fact, it is always in proportion. That’s its balance.

Osho (via purplebuddhaproject)

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Tomorrow

I will call the loan collectors and tell them to fuck off for a minute. 

I will finger paint.

I will write down all of the terrible things and burn them.

I will start planning a trip to a place that reminds me how small and infinite I am.

[earthyday]

Enchanted Moon by Nima Shayesteh

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Chex mex #DIY #Snacktime #everybodylovestacoswitheliotstone #suchhutch

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Don't you ever ask for your coffee with "room for a smile."  

DO. NOT.

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I'll revisit.

It's been a long time since I've been here.  I want to try again.  I will write more.  Maybe I'll post some pictures.  Maybe I'll be sad here.  Maybe I'll be excited here, too.  

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Day off. Quiet house. Fortifying.