B is for Bliss

Can anyone say technical difficulties?!?!?!?!?! Soooooo, within my quest/challenge of writing daily on my blog my laptop decided to die on me. When revived, the signal I was borrowing decided that it now wanted to be private and password protected which sucks horribly but my quest shall continue! Moving on…

B is for………

BLISS

the color of light Aging beyond the horizon,

the smell of nothing familiar, behind the truth,

the taste of everything beautiful but nothing delicious

the sense of direction lost,

TravelingRunningWalkingCrawling in circles,

falling past a thousand fates

into the rush of happiness, to swim in leagues of

FREEDOM.

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New Year, New Post... A is for Allure

Once again the New Year has snuck up on me again… Well not really…. Every year I hear people say New Year new me, which last all of 2 weeks “IF” that long. For me I’ve have always said that I want to be better than the last year. But for 2014, I want to Challenge myself. Success as well as Failure only comes with Challenges. My Mother has always told me that “Failure is not an option” but I have learned that in order to even reach for success you have to come to the terms that failure must be equally respected and appreciated. That failure teaches us things that we rather not learn, and that in order to succeed at anything you must fail at something. Without failure we would not know what success is.

So, for the first day of this new year I took time to think about how I was going to Challenge myself and  the many ways as well as areas I would challenge myself in. One of those Challenges is writing. Since I don’t write every day I will start by Blogging every day. As a warm up, I’ve decided to use the A to Z blogging Challenge that my good friend Kisura Usiku used in April. Instead of choosing a general topic I will just chose a word from the appropriate letter of the day and simply write what comes to mind….

A is for…..

Allure

Attraction bred with temptation,

Motion colliding with space

Lips to fingers,

Knees to chest,

Motion collides with space

sweat mixing sweetly,

with

waters that cascade,

waters that drip,

waters that tremble

in the wake

of

our

BLISS…..