“I am not a great beauty, I am Jane Eyre. And your love is all I need, Edward.”
Author: Candid Corvid Productions
- Creative Creations for Clever Minds! -
(Hey Moon – Jon Maus)
I Should Have Told Him
I should have said it – straight forward – on the day of his accident.
I was too polite.
Too caring.
Too sensitive to the direness of his situation.
And it never stopped being dire – even with the lull of his drawn-out “waking coma.”
It wasn’t fair, really.
My being “set up” to be stuck on pause in that situation.
The elements had conspired against him, though my will’s love had been advocated for and a second chance granted.
In the end, “Loki’s” trickster ways won, anyway.
He’s a right brute-bastard, that one.
I’d like to sock him in the chops, sometime.
Or maybe mess with his own head by kissing him.
At The End Of The Day
Too often, we do not express our deepest truths in life as we are living.
Reloqui
“Who are you?” he asked of her, mildly flustered,
“I am ‘love that finds a way.’ And I’ve found you.”
Admission
“It’s fine. I’ll get over it. I always do!” she valiantly decreed.
“No you won’t,” he chided softly from those warm tambor depths
” I know I won’t…I never do.”
(Title play with words.)
Undercurrents
The dreams of him loving her had been about the person he had portrayed and those soul qualities.
To save her heart from further pain, she needed to avoid knowing what the real man was doing.
Shakey Legs
I shall pretend that their uncertainty in every step is because I have just come into port from a long sea voyage.
Scrappy
I really love being back into the music scene!
(Night Ride Across The Caucasas – Loorena McKennitt)
In This Time
Will there be enough of it to achieve my next great advancements?
Spy Octopus Helps Friend Hide From Shark
It’s Hard To Tell
Has it taken this long for me to learn enough to now begin doing what I came here to do?
Or has the delay been from time needed to reclaim ground that traumatic events blasted?
“Inside-Up”
“Filagree”
“Golden Birch”
“X’s And O’s”
“Wish Weed”
Zoom.
Wildling
When I try to record my wild side singing, she hides out of view and what comes out is a mere croaking memory.
(Evidgt Regn – Frander)
“Awakening”
(White Bird – It’s A Beautiful Day)
We Must Be
What we are designed for and aim to be.
Visionary
It seems the skin of my eyelids is trying to cover up what I have seen. For in perceiving deeper implications, the mind is want to scream!
A Creative Life
I wonder how many artists are, in truth, tormented souls.
“You There!”
“I see what you are doing!
Even though I am cloaked in sanctity – you thought you’d be my undoing!”
The Highest Honor
Many people would jump at the chance to become famous – at least in portayal of their legacy.
But if asked, some true creatives living closest to and tending to their own source would disagree – especially if no permission was asked for nor given.
Snapping Teeth
“Do not use me as some other girl’s portrayal of womanly character!
I have fought hard to win my own authenticity.
No one else gets to take the credit!”
Homelessness
Sometimes it is from economic influences.
Sometimes it is from one’s own or another’s choices and behaviors.
And sometimes it is from sheer determination to make a life better for one’s self and their dependents.
A Mean Implication
“Maybe it’s your side that needs fixing…” with regards to Twin Flame reunions.
But then, the whole Twin Flame relationship seems like a b.s. racket in how its dynamics are set up.
Why be bound to someone spiritually who by splitting off as a half from a whole is possibly no longer alike you in any way?
And what would incentivize them to “rejoin” with you, now that they’ve acquired a new sense of freedom?
(Title play with words)
Re My Profile Photo
When it was taken, I was trying out the concept of wearing glasses and had just reached a level of modified stability after recovering from the first bout of homelessness by extreme circumstances.
I was at last feeling a bit recovered then, and that the world was again opening up for me.
I was determined to make the most of it – as can be seen in my hopeful and youth-filled smiling.
I reflect in review how it is said that negative patches in one’s life can be seen over time as just blip-hiccups in the relative scheme of comparative positives.
Yet, it seems that my life’s trends have been full of managing some sort of substantial loss and tragedy.
That being said, I can still hope and reach for someday flipping circumstances to represent more in my favor.
“Family Reunion”
See the far off dragonlet on the right to center coming home to its waiting parents on the lower left?
Unapologetic
I must learn to become this regarding my own flights of creative-expressive whimsy.
The Stubborn Twig
She didn’t often pray to God nor ask for “angelic assistance.”
No, she was much more determined and innovative than this!
But, she did often ask for postive guidance from the universal elements
I guess in New Age terms, this could by default include “spirit and master guides,” as well as “animal familiars” and nature’s energies.
All of which could also include God and the angels.
Meanwhile, her crystal minerals gave her a sense of stability when psychic bombardment became overpowering.
Yet, she was not interested in “sacred rituals” beyond the very simple perceived necessities if something in the air seemed negative or life seemed to become too imbalanced.
And, it is always good to reinforce sense of self protection and to refocus one’s intentions.
Yeah…
She was more of the tenacity that clings to the belief that a twig fallen off from a tree should have its own right to root, sprout, and propagate its seeds for reforesting depleted biomes.
Theatrical Arts
Acting is playing pretend in profoundly meaningful and innovative levels.
Yet, writing’s creation develops entire universes.
The More I Dig
Being a visionary, I tend to observe patterns and realize that I am not in the same “giving to others” capacity as I have been through my earlier adult years.
I am still generous of spirit, observant-empathetic, and lovingly caring, but I now need to carve out space for my own self to exist while attempting to push aside event and circumstantial wreckage.
In other words, it seems that I have a lot of “personal housekeeping” to attend to.
I don’t even want to talk about the lifelong persecution complex I seem to have had plaguing me – it already attempts to divert my attention from what really matters to me!
If I begin creating and producing my own projects and fulfilling my own personal dreams, will the messaging at last recede?
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Lila’s
It is wonderful to hear the proud neighbor’s she duck squawk-call her irateness from a distance – yet to not have responsibility for her happiness.
“After The Rain”
Surrogate
I heard them coming before I saw them fly overhead, more serene in their calls than other flocks’ usual.
I was astonished to see a smaller goose flying amidst their v-stream, keeping a moderate pace with them – though it seemed its wiings were more quick-capable.
Perhaps the flock was less distressed, having taken on this extra traveler.
Or maybe its presence fit something they had been missing and needed.
(Stay Frosty – Van Halen)
Strategizing
It would be great if this time would last where I am buffered and supported as I recover.
But it has been my experience that grace periods get cut quicker than I could adapt if I relied upon them.
Master Control
She decided to faze out the part of her life that she could no longer attend to.
(Get Me – Everything But The Girl)
Forgotten Memories
When she had returned to elementary school after summer, rumors had spread there about her, as well, from the well-to-do families.
The teachers treated her with abruptness and cruelty, and she was often terrorized by the bathroom-stalking bullies.
With abuse also happening in her home while mother was away, it was with a thin grip that she held onto nature’s beauty.
In An Age Of Ignorance
Before it became safe to expose generation’s atrocities, she happened upon what some of the adults were doing with the younger children.
Trying to help her peers got her outcast from community circles where they called her a liar and “wicked.”
The kids were warned she was pariah, and once-friends called her names at her passing.
Her grandparents fought being ostracized while her grandfather negotiated to keep his job and position.
She knew she had been right to protect the other young ones, but paid dearly for illumination.
She was pressured to say publicly she had made a mistake – yet instead accepted isolation as punishment.
Ever More
It seemed that from the beginning, she was ever searching for love.
Where there have become broken places, instinct seeks healing.
Self Sacrifice
She had bartered her life for his, but at too great of a price.
