A few months ago I drew an hourglass in my notebook. I don’t know where it came from. I only draw things that speak to me. Well, maybe it was a premonition for the below poem.
Like the hour glass
We have but a short time
The sand shall fall
As our relationship hits it’s paradigm.
No matter how often it is flipped
The hour always ends.
Like our love which is never enough
Encapsulated, unable to transcend.
We live as the hour passes
No regrets form.
Our glass we think unbreakable
Even hit by our hearts’ storms.
Like the Romans
Our hourglass continues to wane
To explain emotions
Embodied in the sandy hurricane.
As the seconds pass
And the sun arrives
The sliver of glass is seen
A lovers suicide.
A puzzle piece is missed
Yet time does not stand still
To fix the breaking glass
Love has no refill.
The sand falls from the splintered glass
Scrutinized by past mistakes.
The shortest of times
That this hourglass breaks.
Per sempre e un giorno.
I seriously hate writing about me. What do you tell people? The customary who I am, where I'm from? Those are all well and fine but gets kinda redundant, doesn't it?
If you want to know me, come read a long. I'm an open book - or at least try to be.
I try to write a little about everything. I should one day find my niche, one day. I figure, if I keep writing eventually it’ll come. Mostly I write to help inspire. This world can be a pretty damn scary place to live in. The hate crimes. The sexual violence. The bombings and shootings. I want to be able to shed some hope. Even just a sliver. Something to help someone take another step in their day. I started this blog in the hopes I could help change a dark and hatred filled world. I'm not exactly sure I'm actually doing it or not. But, I'm trying.
I also write to get the practice I need. Sometimes I’ll be sweet and awe inspiring. Other times I’ll show a bit of my true self with some dripping sarcasm and stupid humor. Then there are other times I just don’t make sense. Bear with me!
When you come across my page, please feel free to leave me comments - about anything. Open forum. Open door. Open, open, open. I like having discussions about feelings (ya right) and hearing opinions of others about what I write. And other times, it’s just nice to know that someone out there goes through some of the same things I do.
Thanks bunches in taking the time to stop on by! ~Pearls xoxo
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