Wednesday, December 1, 2010

Day 6 --- A stranger

DUCKY @ [written*sanctuary]

Start: 2121
Music: "Moon" // George Winston
You held my hand when the moon was high
Kissed my lips and made me sigh
Breath lifting up into the sky
I should've known better than to lie
But the way it lifted up to the stars
Even though I knew in my heart
That the promise "We'll never be apart"
Was doomed right from the start
It made me want to lie
End: 2123
Start: 2125
Music: Piano Sonata #8 in C Minor, Op 13 "Pathetique" //
Beethoven (played by Vladimir Ashkenazy)
There are stairs. She runs up each one with her heart in her feet,
racing to see which will falter first and hoping neither does. She
gets to the top - too scared to worry about breathing - breaks
down the door - too worried to be scared about being followed,
not when she's looking, searching, her mother, her father -
"They took them."
She doesn't turn at the voice, doesn't ask if he's lying, doesn't
scream, doesn't yell.
Her knees give out first.
End: 2129
Start: 2129
Music: "Summer 78" // Yann Tiersen
There's a house on a hill
Green and full of daffodils
And a child I used to know
She rolled in the grass
Made her white dress match
The playground that she claimed as her own
I can hear her laugh when I dream
End: 2131
There was something in her eyes tonight
Something in the way it gleamed and made her
Move like she was made of moonlight
Her smile was a play
I didn't have a script but I knew if I asked nicely
She would feed me the lines word for word
Guiding my hands, my mouth, my fingers
Knowing exactly what she wants and how I can deliver
Directing me as to when to stop, when to breathe
How fast and how deep
And I swear I feel her thoughts before she tells me anything
But by morning she disappears
Leaving whispers in my ears
Of scenes filmed entirely in moonlight
Yes, a stranger is a difficult person to write about, especially a stranger that you have never spoken to, never seen from afar, whose voice you've never heard, never even seen a photo of. This defines a true stranger. I came across this individuals blog and I instantly fell in love with their style of writing. Beautiful. Even the chilling poetry feels warm. Simply beautiful. I admire every piece this soul posts. Each one, I can feel, is wrote in true depth, with complete dedication. PLEASE carry on with your wonderful writing Ducky, you are putting people in awe, even if you have no idea.