#poetry

Fee-fi-fo-fum - Now I'm borrowed. Now I'm numb. ↗

The Chair I’m writing to you, who made the archaic wooden chair look like a throne while you sat on it. Amidst your absence, I choose to sit on the floor, which is dusty as a dry Kansas day. I am stoic as a statue of Buddha, not wanting to bother the old wooden chair, which has been silent now for months. In this sunlit moment I think of you. I can still picture you sitting there-- your forehead wrinkled like an un-ironed shirt, the light splashed on your face, like holy water from St. Joseph’s. The chair, with rounded curves like that of a full-figured woman, seems as mellow as a monk in prayer. The breeze blows from beyond the curtains, as if your spirit has come back to rest. Now a cloud passes overhead, and I hush, waiting to hear what rests so heavily on the chair’s lumbering mind. Do not interrupt, even if the wind offers to carry your raspy voice like a wispy cloud. ↗

— Jarod Kintz

#chair #insightful #metaphor #peaceful #pensive

He knows he will be born again, And start fresh anew. ↗

— Dejan Stojanovic

#born-again #circling #dejan-stojanovic #fresh #fresh-start

To hide feelings when you are near crying is the secret of dignity. ↗

— Dejan Stojanovic

#dejan-stojanovic #dignity #feelings #hide #literature

I visited many places, Some of them quite Exotic and far away, But I always returned to myself. ↗

— Dejan Stojanovic

#dejan-stojanovic #far-away #literature #literature-quotes #myself

The most complicated skill is to be simple. ↗