LAMENT

"Self-Pity" by D.H. Lawrence
I never saw a wild thing
sorry for itself.
A small bird will drop frozen dead from a bough
without ever having felt sorry for itself.
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There is strength in remembering that we are lost sometimes and we are human and that sometimes we just want others to know that we are hurting.
I am glad not to be an animal but to be much more so...
...to have the gift of empathy and emotions that run to the core of my soul.
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LAMENT "a passionate expression of grief"

WISHES

I have many wishes in life and many more to come I am sure;
But some of these are more important then others;
and some are nothing more then dreams.

But this one wish I have today;
this one will help all the others to come;
even my dreams can be.

I wish today...
A wish that only you can grant...

oh please please please
just let me be!!!!


Sunndae

I have a Lamp

"HELLO..... I can hear you out there..... I, I , I have a lamp?; I HAVE A LAMP!"
*** door slam,
"911"
"Someone just broke into my house... Can you send the police?"
Policeman: " Hello, are you in here?"
"YES! I am here..."
Policeman: " Well there does not seem to be anybody here, and it looks like you forgot your key in the door."

***Next Day
I open my door and find a note and gift;

Note:
Sorry to have scared you last night. I just moved into the neibourhood and live on the next block, all the houses here look the same and I came to the wrong house; funny thing is I thought I had been robbed when I came in, because nothing looked right. I am not sure why but we seem to have the same lock, as my key worked in your door. Don't worry about returning the key as I am changing my locks today. Again sorry for scaring you.

ps. I am glad you have a lamp, but thought maybe a Bat would sound better!

(Although this story is not true for me... Murphy's Law says, "Somewhere someone will have the same house key as you!")

Spring Cleaning (Same Old)

Well I am weak; and I fall on my face a lot faster then I used to...
Guess that is a good thing, cus I get up faster too....
How many times does one have to repeat same old to understand...
SAME OLD!!!

I know the answer tell ya get it!!
Well Lord let me have GOT it.

Yesterday I was doing so well
The day before that was better yet!
And I think the best was the day before that!!!

Only thing that changed in this small time;
was letting in the Same Old.

Yes that is want we shall call, Same Old.
So I will let Same Old go...

Cus I can not keep learning what I know
all in all it will always be the SAME OLD.

And I have no more room for SAME OLD.
Spring cleaning came late this year!!

sunndae

GARDEN WALK

GARDEN WALK (WHITE BUTTERFLY)

by Sunndae Langston on Sunday, January 30, 2011 at 9:32pm

Leaning out over the withered bench the scrawny girl giggles. She spots a white butterfly among a sea of colorful flowers. Popping red and brilliant blue waves of tiny flowers, with scores of yellow and orange peddles all sitting on an endless abyss of green hues. Her squeal of joy brings my obscured thought back to attendance, she gasps, " The butterfly has lost its color. Why?" With out reason or rhyme I simply smile, shrug and go back to my own thoughts. The sun sets and cold air chills the bones, I stand to saunter away; and check over my shoulder to call out her name. To my surprise I see the white butterfly lay still on the gnarled tree stump beside. I reach out my speckled hand and grasp the girl close, she shivers at my frozen wrinkles but accepts the embrace. "No stars tonight, the moon too will sleep and stay out of sight. Now say good bye to the flowers, for in the morning they too will have lost their colors."

As we moved along the bleak path back to our place of rest, I see a tear escape her bruised eyes, and we say no more.

THE BOX

THE BOX

by Sunndae Langston on Saturday, October 8, 2011 at 3:27am

I remember when they told me I was in a Box,

I had no idea how big or small it was.

I could run it seemed for days

and yet never come to the walls,

that made it a box.

However one day,

there was a thud.

And when I went out

to run around in my box:

I came to a grand wall,

a cold and molded wall.

Its side was sharp,

had hurt to touch...

So I ran another way...

And my pain went away;

But there I found another wall,

this one was different,

sweet smelling and sticky to touch,

I ran down along the side,

I liked this new wall,

tell I came to the corner,

and meet up with the first wall.

Confused how sweet and sharp could meet...

So I ran another way...

and my worries went away.

My path I thought would be long,

But I found another wall

only steps away.

Dark and hollow is all

I remember....

So I tried to run another way....

and my hopes began to stay.

Corner to corner

I saw them all...

One sharp and painful,

Another sweet and sticky,

The other dark and hollow

and finally a large reflected wall.

When I stood and starred

at the dark wall

my mind got lost and

time just stopped.

The last of the four

just starred back at me

and I could see the other three...

Slow without motion;

they were creeping up on me...

And so I had no other way to run...

I sat down inside my Box,

I folded up my legs,

I crossed my arms,

and closed my eyes;

I hated this box!

I did not like the sides!

I could not be free of them!

I could not move about in my Box.

And so I climbed out!

Sunndae

OH wow I lost this so long ago

Wow I forgot about this page!! lol... Well that may not be true. I think I did not want to share it with Someone. I found that I lived in a box and it truly was getting too old!!! Promises were made and Truths were born.... Well I am back!!