Tag Archives: Stone

A Lazy Flower (day 2193)

I came upon a flower that I heard sing a sweet song
It lasted a whole day as I sat there upon a stone
Did you hear me coming?
Did I startle you?
I woke into a soft laid field buzzing of a wild abandon
My mind watched as it bobbed and hummed
A tune I came to love.
I hope my tear of joy didn’t startle you today
Though I tapped your tune onto my knee and whispered my goodbye
As day came on to call my hand
Home I sent away.

Rising Seed (day 2186)

Rise with me, Joy
Rise with me
In exaltation
Rivers bending
Around many stones
Mirrored sentiment
Crashing loudly
As breath breaks
A new seed
Floating amidst
And rising with.

Resonant Romance (day 2173)

You’ve become the edge of resonance
Reason I’ve forgot my chance
I’ve begged you once before
Now I’ll scratch down that door
Original seduction going on
Through and through my veins
Dancing down a hall of reverence
This is a heart attack, baby
This is our last romance.

So you sat there guiding me home
From the head, a Priestess’ chair
Booming towards climax on
A loudspeaker of ancient worship
Cold stones on my wishing knees
Like a glass of white wine
Condensation on my mind
And the moon breaks through calmly
Resonating through halls of a silent home.

I Said Goodbye / Floated On (day 2154)

You know you were my everything
I tied two knots to secure
I had clouds in every step
And then I floated on.

You became a ghost of everything
I saw your shadows down the hall
I closed each book with tear stained sheets
And then I sang my song.

You let me handle everything
I knew it was your way
I signed my life upon the dotted line
And to you I said goodbye.

You now have yourself everything
I see your stones and leather shine
I broke away and floated on
And now you don’t have me.

Rippling Madness (day 2098)

I woke into a fright
Although I had it under control
I charged ahead
I yelled out loud
My fierce was pounding lurch
For left into my rippling mass
A spearhead lodged between
My very fourth and fifth rib
Grazing my own beating heart
I looked into wild eyes
Victor of my battling stone
True friend in waking hours
Had become distant as a cloud
To which my heart that had beat for
Beat for nevermore.

Rippling Madness by Ned Tobin

Much as Earth (day 1868)

Once there was another time
Where land was free as much as earth
There I had to choose my design
To which I fraught many days
A mind I cannot call my own
Sitting on another block of stone
Then again I’m not alone.
Once there was another time
Where I would walk so free
Hill and creek, valley and stream
Beneath and between my toes
Here and there was my desire
I’d harvest as I pleased
To where my heart would sit upon
A mossy bank of shade
Take the time to digest heat
And settle on a plan.

Heart & Soul (day 1779)

When I crawled to the edge of a forever span
I got so close to a miracle
I laid my nose right down to the stone
And breathed in the dirt that was my heart and soul

When I reached so high from the up most top
My mind was scorching in an unbent sky
With rainbows and eagles far below
I was a full thought in a twinkling eye

When I caused each leaf to rock and sway
From an ebb and flow in my very glow
I sent my prana to behold the world
To return double-fold, with such secrets that’d never been told.

Golden trees along the PNW coastline of Vancouver Island, Canada

Practicing Wizardry (day 1569)

Wizards are taking turns cracking whips at higher shelves,
A lost umbrella serves as a dusty stepping stone.

When did he ever know his heartache?
A landslide, at the base looking up standing tall.

Can the old boys help anybody now,
Since there’s a guardian knocking all them down?

There’s a wild side whenever anybody’s holding on,
Take a look now, tomorrow’s rhythm of any song.

Inner ambition’s little sister came to say hi amongst terrible rubble.
She cried big elephant tears until socks upon giants grew ears.

Dusty sorts, way up there, but important bits reside beyond the whip,
Enough so, that a lazy angel has taken it to be her resting place.

Leather bound and locked without a lock.
Page four houndred and seventy three.

Fix a Heart (day 1496)

Did I turn my heart around?
Did I let it lay me down?
Did I voyage, far, across this world
To be my Maiden’s crown?

One could surely fix a heart
Upon a stone so sound;
Let it beat, unto the end!
A thousand kingdoms strong.

And if dark night should come upon
A light that was so bright,
We’d know it as the beacon so
That guided us onward home.

To look upon the sheets so clean,
The pearls so radiant!
A lover who had never shied,
Never chance nor desire to lament.

For as my edge of feelings sought
The tender touch of her wings,
Supine be my heart for her,
My lover’s breath always unspent.

2015.06.11 - Audrey Hipturn - deneot foto - 1

Model: Audrey Hipturn Photo Source: www.deneot.com

Illusion (day 1438)

Whispers cease to fill the rounds
Your eyes become my cast-off stones
Black serpents are what thoughts become
I have spent my last reason

Tear apart fickle justifications
That purify all your moves
Lasting memories are all I save
Inward voices: my own Hades.

Dance your heart around our fire
Widows weaving, nevermore
I am undone amidst this body
I am not alone in my illusion

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