Decembre

Decembre 7d

Sometimes I cope
By imagining you
To be perfect
And that if you were there
All would be fine

I’m not sure why
But I make myself
Believe

You#6

Decembre Apr 24

Pliable

I think that sometimes
I nod my head too quickly
It’s not that I disagree,
But I answer
Before I’ve attempted to make up my mind.

Decembre Apr 22

Stickers on the wall

Stickers on the wall
They are my memories
Of nearly forgotten times
That made me happy.

(a childhood spend
with a good friend
together we made this memorial
but that was years ago)

I’ll never take them off
‘Cause they would take the wall with them.

#nostalgia

Decembre Apr 20

Luistervink

Luister daar aan de deur
Gefluister, gemompel, geritsel
Wat is dat?
Sssst, wees still.

Verroer geen vin, wacht
Smachtend, naar geluid
Op de mat
Zonder dat je wat zeggen wil.

Je hoort, bent
Een soort van
Blind.

Gespannen, tot
Je plots dan
Vindt

Wat je zocht, zo stil voor was
Dat een tocht, te horen was.

Luistervink.

This is something I wrote a whiiiile back. It's in dutch. Luistervink translates as Eavesdropper.

#dutch #nederlands

Decembre Apr 19

Words

Sometimes
I need words
To understand
What I feel

(And sometimes
I want to be told
Only to remember
I know what I feel after all
Or at least I know
That it’s not that)

Process of elimination is a good place to start when lost, I think

Decembre Apr 14

I woke up suddenly

Last night I dreamt
Of music
And theatre
Front row seats

I could see
Every expression
Every fake tear
Every barely hidden laugh
Like I was in on the joke

There were some others
Too, I think
People I knew
People I loved

Together we smiled
There, in the front
Upon plush red seats
Numbers 88
To 91

Until suddenly
BOOM!
The air ripped me apart
Only a second of realisation
Before that world was gone

Basically imagine the bomb-test scene from Oppenheimer. The dead quiet before the sound hits.
I for the life of me can't remember what preceded this part of the dream--something weird I'm sure--but I remember it ended with a bomb that legit felt so realistic (well...as far as I can imagine) I could feel the vibrations of the hit. I didn't even have time to be scared in the dream. No waking up with a sudden lurch either. It was just
BAM
****
gone, and I was awake.
For a few seconds after waking I briefly considered the idea some people believe that "dreams are glimpses of alternate universes". Had some version of me just died? Ridiculous, but I entertained it the way you entertain daydreams.
I mourned a little for imaginary me.
It made me think of the scary times we live in. Things could change, just like that. Things are changing.

#dream

Decembre Apr 14

Fish-Pond

Round and round it goes
A fish in its paradise
Contained in a jar.
>**>
Diamond sprinkles shine
On nature’s disrupted glass
Life sprung from the pond.

Another 2-word prompt for haiku. Both are about a fish

#haiku