Fictional Lives

Where worlds collide.

Smiles

There's a lifting smile and bouncing step slipping into my days.
Shoulders light with thoughts of
moments few and far between.

Such precious, bright moments.

Bright,
as the glimmer of daylight above,
as the sparkle of sunlight with the remnant warmth of a ray that, somehow, scatter the depths.

With such brevity, needlessly ruined pasts fade from memory.
Each second, treasured.

Common routine habits, shared.
With a lingering touch here, and a startled laugh there,
the spaces between time melt away.

Start Again

-cue Harry Potter Theme Song-

Just a wandering face in the crowd,
washed about in the volatile waves of the sea of the Nameless.
Cut yourself free,
unanchored to past ports,
you float whimsically.

Day after day,
adrift,
familiar scenes flicker past,
ponder, occasionally, to rest
but no,
you're waiting for a shore that feels just right.

But slowly,
slowly
slowly
time passes.

Yet still, you drift.

That dubious feeling,
eerily reminiscent,
slithers through your mind.

Uncertainty.
Yes uncertainty.
Until you begin to flail.
Helplessly.

Peer up at the sky
and catch a glimpse,
of an even better world.

Those Twinkling City Lights

Scandalous runs creep up risqué tights,
as a pulse comes alive, eyes close,
hearts throb with the rising beat
bringing rushing blood to a quiver.

Inching hems rise up silky expanses of limb,
with the music swilling all around,
all the bodies flood with the sound.
Glasses fill. Empty. Refill.

Smiles turn to giggles while
straps slip and droop off bare shoulders,
innocuous glances become husky murmurs
and swaying silhouettes intertwine.

And so the night goes on,
in the shadows of those twinkling lights.



eeep. I've sorta shied away from this sorta writing up until now but it seems fitting with all my "leisure activities" these days, when did daytime movies turn into 3am nights?

Shards Left Behind



There is chaos in the corridors of my mind.



Hearts out to Japan.

It is a place that has touched my life.

Such a tragedy, with the enormity of its devastation always reminds us:
Cherish life.

Anyway But Right Here

See that distance?
Thats where I want to be.
Far away,
and out of focus.

You'll know I'm there but only just.

I could doze in the lazy shade,
and admire unrivaled perfection I'll never touch.
I could dance under stars,
alone,
free.

Thats the thing about anonymous solitude,
you can do whatever you please.



now I'm off to read a book and maybe take a nap
I'm so excited about uni but o-week is tiring me out


Just So Lucky



How is it that one ventures upon love?
Armed with a glance?
A smile?
An open heart?

The unsuspected surprise for two unguarded souls.
Some aren't so lucky.

How does a brief hello become a thousand words,
and conversations of silence?
Where all there is to be said
can be said without excess,
with tacit lips.
Unknowing surrender.

Some wouldn't dare

Pools of tears beneath our feet,
weary shadows in our souls.
A trail of scattered emotions marking the road
from that time long ago to here, now.

Some wish they were already there.

But for once, a Will will not pave the way
By chance only do sparkling eyes and coquettish smiles
turn to comforting silences
and proffered shoulders become the brush of fingertips
and tangled digits amidst tousled hair

All in time..
but I think I've found mine.


Happy Valentine's Day everyone.
May you be fortunate, when the time is right.

Dedicated to a Special Someone
“I don’t know what they are called, the spaces between seconds– but I think of you always in those intervals.”
- Salvador Plascencia

ps. this is a little late, I haven't had a chance to write it since I was struck with a just-about-to-conk-out-in-bed bout of inspiration (and even written its a bit too rough for my liking)
pps. guess who has a job interview soon?!

Cloud Nine




18
Thats right,
the big one eight.
The Aussie 21
Which is happening.. well, in 46 minutes and 39 seconds (at the time of writing)

Adulthood? Pffft no way.

I have been excited for the past two days but right now,
I could care less.

I've just received the most amazing birthday present
from the sweetest and best boyfriend in the entire world (I kid you not)
and I'm just floating.

Its rare that one will receive such a thoughtful and sincere gift,
if ever, in their lifetime.

I actually cried from joy.
And I don't care how many of my friends are reading this cringing,
I feel like a princess.

That I've made it to my 18th birthday,
is not that big a deal.
The real cause to celebrate
is the wonderfully unique array of people in my life, who've made these past 18 years worth living.
For the tears, memories, laughs, support and silliness over the years,
to every one of you who has impacted on any delightful moment of my life,
thank you.

Really and truly.
I love you.