Starwish

A star flew across the sky as you spoke to me
and with eyes wide I gazed up at the space where it had been
'did you make a wish?' you said,
And all I could think of was
'You you you.'

Virgo Boy.

It's been a few days now,
and I'm still trying to remember
the way it felt to have your arms around me

I struggle to see how your face looked
so close to mine,
the way your muscles twitched
when our hands locked

Your laugh, causing me to laugh,
your whole being
comforting
and
familiar

Excerpt - The Spirit of The Bush - D. H. Lawrence

"And the vast, uninhabited land frightened him. It seemed so hoary and lost, so unapproachable. The sky was pure, crystal pure and blue, of a lovely pale blue colour: the air was wonderful, new and unbreathed: and there were great distances. But the bush, the grey, charred bush. It scared him. As a poet, he felt himself entitled to all kinds of emotions and sensations which an ordinary man would have repudiated. Therefore he let himself feel all sorts of things about the bush. It was so phantom like, so ghostly, with its tall pale trees and many dead trees, like corpses, partly charred by bush fires: and then the foliage so dark, like grey-green iron. And then it was so deathly still. Even the few birds seemed to be swamped in silence. Waiting, waiting - the bush seemed to be hoarily waiting. And he could not penetrate into its secret. He couldn't get at it. Nobody could get at it. What was it waiting for?
And then one night at the time of the full moon he walked alone into the bush. A huge electric moon, huge, and the tree-trunks like naked pale Aborigines among the dark-soaked foliage, in the moonlight. And not a sign of life - not a vestige."

South Coast Journal Entries

It is 2016 and it is storming. I am in a tent by the sea, with my parents and brother. The tent inhales and exhales with the wind while he sleeps, rain patters and dances above us. Thunder echoes and cracks. I can hear the ocean gushing, and I wonder how high the tide is now. Children on bikes playfully zoom past, calling out to each other. The storm sounds like it is going now.

...

Today, 18th of January, 2016, I went to the sea with a dead phone, and felt the moment. For once, I wasn’t distracted by social media, or the thought of likes. I simply observed wild rabbits, watched the waves, the birds, the sky, the people, and cried. The thought of having to leave - intruding my mind. Couples - embracing by the water. Couples - on top of their cars, smiling. 

I was happy.

...

The heat of day surpasses into humidity, and soon, storm clouds clutter the afternoon sky, rain beginning to speckle across our tent. I stroll barefoot across the grass, picking the towels from their drying spots, the wind tugging at my hair. I am perched at the camp table now, books and art supplies scattered in front of me, the air tasting of salt and smelling of rain. Everything feels fresh, cleansed, new.

"your skin is holy, darling

I tremble in it’s presence

lilac summit, eclipse against me

divine human coalescence.

and as you come home,

you glow; radiate life force.

convulsing figures,

translate my body from morse.

as I breathe I release all of me

exhale, I claim each godly particle.

evermore warriors against time;

painting every word, counting each follicle.

I swear I will lay forever with you;

will never stray from these clouds of gossamer.

run with me baby, run and come see

the beauty of life without anemometer."

—	buddingverse on tumblr

music from movies that make me feel

Lily's Theme - Harry Potter and The Deathly Hallows Part2

Into Eternity - Brian Tyler

This Is My World - Batman v Superman, Hans Zimmer

Hymn To The Sea - Titanic Soundtrack

"'Alone in the night
On a dark hill
With pines around me
Spicy and still,

And a heaven full of stars
Over my head
White and topaz
And misty red;

Myriads with beating
Hearts of fire
That aeons
Cannot vex or tire;

Up the dome of heaven
Like a great hill,
I watch them marching
Stately and still,

And I know that I
Am honoured to be
Witness
Of so much majesty."