I walk into the park, the air immediatley cools.
Tonight, the moon owns my shadow
The sky is out of reach again.
my whole life
The playground knows no loneliness.
Little kids by day, big by night
A cop slows,
red globes fall
The cop leaves,
Virgin lungs bellow in the distance.
I sit on the swing, rock like a pendulum.
Hypnotized by gravity
I’ve learned more on this playground,
than in the classroom.
We are participating in the first great global dialogue. We voice our issues, share our convictions, we commune and dispute, and some of us even ask questions - all on an unprecedented scale. Nature has connected us and ultimately she will reveal herself through our symbols aligning us not in an ideology, but empathy. We’re the first intellectual species to have what it takes to prosper without the need to devour others - nature conserves complexity - and like the stars, she will not give this up.
nds tonight at 10 est, get your submissions in!
Got way to high last night and forgot about the deadline - gonna make it tonight at 10 est for those of you that wanna send something in!http://rickycisco.com/submit - submit your aphorism here.
Hi everyone. This weeks aphorism contest topic is Politics (or anything related, especially current events.)
- Submission must be in the form of an aphorism.
- Please reblog this post if you participate (or support it!)
- Please do not write about WriteClub.
- Contest ends Thursday 10 pm EST.
I’ll be featuring the top 3 submissions and the best aphorism gets a featured paid highlight.
To kick it off here is an aphorism I really love by Gilbert Keith Chesterton,
It`s perfectly understandable that the wolves call for the sheep to be disarmed. Sheep`s wool offers a certain resistance to the wolf`s bite.
Thanks for participating, have fun.
Although I don’t consider myself american, or acknowledge their laws or imaginary borders - if you vote for anyone besides Ron Paul you are a sick, stupid, motherfucker.
I was laying in my coffin
thinking a bit too often
wondering where my life has gone
and who’s the person that can’t live on.
I wonder if my voice is still heard
I shout the most absurd thing that came into my membrane
but not even a whisper came out.
I told them without a doubt
a little bit of advice and a little bit of experience they never thought I went through.
“ I was so depressed I couldn’t feel the things that would hurt me because it was the strongest thing that ever hit me and nothing else could affect me. In short, emotions really hurt you with a soft punch and a sharp pain.”