i am the outsider drifting
slipstream shifting
through & through
a directionless beggar
desert rags wrapped
red around wrists &
broken at my mouth
open fractured to speak
i croak & rasping
thirsty for the dawn
outsider
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i am the outsider drifting
slipstream shifting
through & through
a directionless beggar
desert rags wrapped
red around wrists &
broken at my mouth
open fractured to speak
i croak & rasping
thirsty for the dawn
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13 responses to “outsider”
Sorry again, Michael. I’ve tried Liking this on the other site, but it wants me to log in to WordPress when I already am. Technology. 😐
I’ve unfortunately done everything I can on my end and spent hours trying to integrate WordPress.com functionality. There’s nothing else I can do if they don’t want to keep it functional across sites, it’s their plugin or something is up with your cookie cache on your browser.
You might try Cont-F5 which will force a reload of any site you are on. That sometimes eliminates cache issues without deleting all of your cached cookies, but you’ll have to sign in at least one more time afterwards.
Otherwise, I’m at a loss as to what I can do (I run really a very lean WordPress, so it isn’t conflicts I’ve introduced), or it is a bug outside of my access to fix. Sorry.
Don’t worry about it, that wasn’t my intention. I just wanted you to know that I am visiting the other site, but the system won’t play. I get this with other sites, but not all of them, and it’s the same whether I’m on my laptop or my phone, which I think are configured differently. I’ll get my husband to take a look, he’s far more tech-savvy than I am. But I fear it’s the WordPress gremlins – they’ve got it in for me, lol. 🙂
They do have a lack of parity, which makes it difficult. I could pay for the plugin and get support, but there is nothing currently that I want that is paid for that is under offer. I just want integration, which you would think would be in everyone’s interests.
Drives me bonkers, let me tell you.
I hope it clears up.
Me too. They never make things easy, and don’t worry. I’ll try logging in again etc and see how things go. No way should you pay to try to sort their mess! 🙂
Waiting for a dawn that never came; a sun that never rose; a light that never lit the way.
Like this.
Thank you very much, Chris. I’m thinking your and my overlap in music are related in some manner.
And, on a whole new level of debate, are such things innate, the result of experiences which may (or may not) be similar, or, indeed, informed by some past-life experience (or even encounter)?
I’m not sure about the last of these, but I do believe that everything leaves behind its own electrochemical footprint and sometimes one encounters such an imprint which resonates with one’s own ‘core’ or beliefs or outlook (depending on your preference!). Not easy to explain, or to understanding, but feeling now that’s a whole new level and once such things get under your skin then they become part of you. Perhaps they always were and it’s more like an awakening?
Hmm.
I’ll have to noodle on this after I wake up a wee bit more. Oddly enough, it meshes with my last dreams before waking which leaves me in thrall of surreal.
First shot though, while my approach towards past lives is nonstandard compared to popular culture, I can get behind what you’re thinking, especially with my having read about some interesting studies of mitochondrial consciousness and memory out in the wild these days.
Let us assume for sake of argument that you and I have a shared ancestry. Could that mitochondrial transmission of “memory”, combined with relatively similar environments growing up trigger similar base-level responses in our psyche? 🤔
As I said, I am still shaking off the very weird dream about adjacent matters that seemed both surreal and, yet, real at the same time. And I’m not fully awake yet (my brain and body wanted to stay in that dream). I’ll think and weigh in if something else comes to mind.
Interesting. This sort of thing fascinates me. Something the rational side of me can’t explain, more of a feeling, a sense of something that is part of me but comes from elsewhere. Perhaps you’re right. More to ponder! Have a great day!
Thirsty for the dawn…. I’ve just had one of those sleepless nights.
Ugh. Those suck. Sorry to hear about it. Hopefully you sleep better tonight.
Thanks!