#cataphasis

[cruxymox]

mindful of the dust and decay of this road i travel

i shall walk

with sure feet and steady breath

i will go on

there is no harm in the ruin of the city as it is behind me

there is no harm in the stupidity

or hate

or violence

as it is behind me

i will go on

everything is gone and that is just fine

everyone is gone and that is just fine

i will go on

i will see god

[jonaswpoetry]

Not aloud

We mention not aloud

my cowardice, from which

I may only ever hide

[4lornly]

tell me what to do

we both know that I don't like it

but tell me anyway

we both know that I won't do it

but tell me that I should

tell me to close my eyes

then to open them again

tell me all this lightning will burn my vision clean

I don't want to hear about sins forgiven

(or forgotten)

I don't want to hear about sins at all

just

tell me tell me tell me

that I am

Good Good Good

--cataphasis // 4lornly

[fakesurprise]

Kindness was the dogphasis Truth proved by a wagging tail All the positive proof needed  Was found in puppies playing

[karmaalwayswins]

@writerscreed prompt 146: cataphasis

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1:30 AM

The parking lot wall of Carson Place Comic Shop is decorated by a mural that is dominated by a black and yellow spider. The tagline at the bottom states, “A Thing Is Beautiful Because It Is Beautiful.”

Security lighting for the parking lot, as well as street lamps, illuminate the mural well enough for me to get some good pictures. While I’m occupied with this, two young women, likely students from the local college, pass by. One woman wears a halter top and blue jeans, the other a t-shirt paired with a short black skirt. The one in the black skirt drifts along the sidewalk, then falls into some bushes. Her friend tries to help her up, but the woman on the ground pushes her away.

“I’m fine,” she slurs, “I can get up by myself.”

“You’re drunk, let me help you,” her friend says.

“I can do it,” the woman says from the ground. She awkwardly gets up to her feet. “See, I told you.”

The two of them continue down the road, enjoying their youth and solid bone density. If I fell like that, I’d probably break a rib.

I walk by St. Paul’s Church. The parking lot is full of men and women wearing everything from suits and ties to t-shirts and sweatpants. The midnight service has just ended, and they are hugging their goodbyes. On the church lawn, a sign reads, “Is God Good? Yes, He Is!!”

As I get to the corner, I see a crumpled up cigarette packet sitting in a puddle of water. The puddle reflects an image of the street light above. I take several pictures, attempting to capture this mirror-like effect at the best angle.

A young man wearing a football jersey walks by, sees what I am doing, and asks, “Why are you taking a picture of that?”

I answer, “Because it’s beautiful in its own way.”

“Whatever,” he says. 

[dbaydenny]

Speak cataphasis;

hear, it echos back to you

and returns a friend.

.

D W Eldred

[mleighsquickspot]

Address not the Elephant...

I need not mention your actions towards me on this day at this time

It goes without saying you are no longer the person I thought you were nor maybe am I

I don't mean to suggest that the feeling is totally gone from my eyes

Yet, I don't have to remind you that we have been drifting apart for some time

To say nothing of the paths we seem to be taking... We must let go, even as our hearts are breaking

Don't misunderstand me I hear what you're saying. I just can't keep going on this way, I can't keep playing the part, the role, the mistakes we are making

Image: google.com / paralipsis cataphasis love pics

Let me know what you think and pass the thought along.

[hopebe]

We don't need to mention her lips-- well, I mean, there are so many ways to skin a cat these days, you know? The best way is to go with the grain of the hair, and use a dorsal cut, a sharp blade--I won't say anything. God is good.