Showing posts with label love. Show all posts
Showing posts with label love. Show all posts

Wednesday, June 24, 2015

It's been a long time (which agrees with this watch of mine)


Jump over the moon
And dive into the sheets
It’s a lover’s lagoon

of slumber and peace

Blankets like waves
Blue eyes like whirlpools
I float in your gaze,
my two favorite jewels


Shine on, you crazy diamonds
Shine on, forever


I’m setting sail with you
Setting sail for wherever
Let’s cast off from the shores
So, toot toot! All aboard!



Tuesday, April 10, 2012

Mistress Moon.

A pearl in water; a supple ship
pulled by gravity’s merciless flow
sailing circles in her endless trip
‘round the only world she’s ever known
a humble planet of sea and stone

Damn telluric rock, she wants the star!
it’s the closest one, but still so far
in dreams and darkness she bathes in light
and returns a beacon every night
to romance that distant shining sphere
Oh, my Sun! If only you were here…


Saturday, March 5, 2011

more mush...


we exchanged
and embraced
each of our fears
summoning tears
no reason in midst
behold:
we irrational scientists

but that’s love, I suppose
and, oh, Darwin knows
no reason resides
in ardent romance;
what a blindfolded dance!

so I’ll stick to my plants
and you to your genes
and we’ll leave love
to centrifuge elsewhere
in those subjective machines

we call hearts

and perhaps
they, too, can be smart
but just in case
my dear clock face
I'll tell you anew:
I love you, I love you
I love: you







peace.
-lise. 

Wednesday, July 15, 2009

the half blood prince.

As I am sure you are aware [unless you happen to be a troll or live under a Crumple-Horned Snorkack], the sixth part of J. K. Rowling's magical series arrived tonight, at midnight, in its much condensed - but perhaps as evenly anticipated - movie version.

Since the sixth book remains my second favorite of the seven, behind only the Prisoner of Azkaban, I felt it fitting that I should leave a short excerpt from the wondrous book who's animated twin comes to screen today. Enjoy!



"I believed him finished. I am not proud of it, I was wrong, but there it is... If he had not forgiven we who lost faith at that time, he would have very few followers left." [said Snape]

"He'd have me! said Bellatrix passionately. "I, who spent many years in Azkaban for him!"

"Yes, indeed, most admirable," said Snape in a bored voice. "Of course, you weren't a lot of use to him in prison, but the gesture was undoubtedly fine -- "

"Gesture!" she shrieked; in her fury she looked slightly mad. "While I endured the dementors, you remained at Hogwarts, comfortably playing Dumbledore's pet!"

"Not quite," said Snape calmly. "He wouldn't give me the Defense Against the Dark Arts job, you know."

I cannot even contain my excitement at the thought of Alan Rickman and Helena Bonham Carter portraying these characters in the newest movie. Though, my celebrity crush on the endlessly talented Mr. Rickman might play a part in this unbridled enthusiasm, now that I think about it...



peace.
-lise.

Thursday, July 9, 2009

notte sento.


I love this Italian short film.


peace.
-lise.

Monday, February 16, 2009

novocain stain.

last night i was lying stiffly on my top bunk, staring at the dusty beige ceiling above, imploring [in vain] for sleep to come to me. as my mind wandered away to other midnight musings, my eyes could not help but fixate on the small, sideways scribble "I ♥ U". some previous bunk-dweller must have engraved it with a pencil - who knows how long ago.

because it was in pencil, i suppose i could have erased it if i had wanted, if it had bothered me enough. but the fact would remain that - even if it erased perfectly, without a trace of ever having been there - it was, at one point in time, there. it existed.

which led me to wonder: when we love someone, really love them, is it possible for this emotion to ever leave us? or does it leave an invisible stain eternally upon the heart? maybe this stain can almost numb the heart - a novocain stain. a numbness that can protect the heart from caring about any of the annoying little quirks that we start to notice after a while.

reflecting on the subject of love after valentine's day is a bit sad, to be honest. but those three tiny penciled symbols imparted on me a hopeful possibility: in this life filled with whirlwinds of change, perhaps true love - whether found in family, friend, or spouse - is the one constant on which we can depend.

peace.
-lise.