No Time To Play

Flitter

Isabella — Thu, 30 Aug 2007 12:59:45 +0000

What’s that feeling in the pit of my stomach?

That flitter, that flop, that fickleness.

It makes me jumpy,

It makes me shake.

Is it nerves, or just excitment?

Sizzle

Isabella — Mon, 27 Aug 2007 01:08:38 +0000

That the air ripples around me is nothing new.

That it seems to sizzle is a tad different.

Waves of shimmers rise off the sidewalk

And greet me with fervor.

A shady spot would do nicely, today.

Exhaustion

Isabella — Thu, 23 Aug 2007 03:34:11 +0000

Hello again. I hope that everyone has been well. I have added more to my plate and am running on fumes right now. It’s sometimes hard to turn off my brain at night, so I click away on the computer, writing, playing or just goofing.

I guess that’s what I’m doing now. Partly because I’m trying to figure out what to do with this blog. I like having it, but at the same time, I neglect it so severely. Also, I don’t want to just bitch here and that’s what I’ve been doing in the past. Perhaps I will find a middle ground and go with that.

Until a later date… Isabella

Shutting Down

Isabella — Mon, 25 Jun 2007 03:48:39 +0000

Let’s face it. I rarely come over here and blog. I should, but I don’t, so I think I may just close up shop and say farewell to my online journal. Thanks for those of you that stuck it out with me, but I’m tired and I don’t have enough time or energy to maintain this blog and everything else that I have going on. I’m not going to delete it, just not do anything with it.

Farewell and perhaps we will meet again soon.

Dance

Isabella — Sat, 24 Feb 2007 00:26:47 +0000

Swirl in the midnight, raising arms high to the sky.

Feeling the tears start to roll, and wishing they wouldn’t.

Hoping the sadness will abate, the lonliness to subside.

Taking this day, one step at a time.

Goodbye

Isabella — Thu, 21 Dec 2006 14:06:03 +0000

Today, they send your ashes back to the dust and whisper words over what is left.

Today, they smile and cry and hug and talk of days gone by.

Today, they join together to pay respect to what your life had been.

Today, they push away at the edges of sadness to continue forward.

Today,

they do these things, but not I.

Today, I do not send your ashes back, because you are already in a better place. I would not have the cold, wet ground for you.

Today, I will smile because I love you with continued ferocity, although my tears will drip across my grin.

Today I remember how you are, not how you were because the ones that lived fully with you, are with you still.

Today, I will not push away the sadness if I don’t want to because I know that you would rather have me be true to myself, than ever do what is right for the masses.

Today, I will go on loving you, forever and always,

till our hearts dance together again.