Sunday, September 27, 2009

salacious sunday - the psalms

21:3 For you meet him with the blessings of goodness.
You set a crown of fine gold on his head.
21:4 He asked life of you, you gave it to him,
even length of days forever and ever.
The Psalms~21:3-4

Tuesday, September 15, 2009

snatch & run

Engineers enlisted to protect Muff Road sign
10:43AM Friday Sep 11, 2009

Council engineers have been asked to come up with ways to ensure South Canterbury's Muff Road sign stays put.

The sign, in rural Orari north of Timaru, has in the past been a tempting target for thieves, and a local resident has campaigned to have the road name changed altogether.

But the Temuka and Geraldine community boards recently voted to keep the name, and Timaru district councillors backed that decision at a meeting yesterday, the Timaru Herald reported.

Engineers have been asked to come up with alternative signpost options to ensure the sign stays where it should,

Muff Rd was named after an early settler in the district Englishman Sam Muff and descendants who have retained the name have campaigned to ensure it remains.

Muff Rd resident Roger Payne has complained about the sign going missing all the time and said it made navigating the area difficult for visitors.

Monday, September 14, 2009

of parting

Parting is such sweet sorrow

As you read this, know that I am only far away from your reach. But I have left my heart and soul like a weight upon my pillow. The wound in my chest will never close until I am back within the comfort of your touch. The indent you see there is a result of the heaviness that has settled like sand along the bottom of an immense ocean. The pressure of 47 nights without your breath, your warmth, your scent, presses down oppressively.


me with this distance between us. Now my days will be ruled by the incessant beat of each minute until I hear your voice and see your face.

Through the static of 10,ooo miles, my ears will strain to catch every cadence of your voice. My eyes will stretch taut to extract every grainy portion of your beauty. My fingers will tingle with the loss of the silky smoothness of your skin. These lips will never know the softness of another kiss. My palm will ache like the memory of phantom scars, of each harsh stroke across your flesh.
Reflections like a sword will pierce my side with each breath I take. Vinegar & water I will partake to quench my insatiable thirst for your skin.

Bear those bruises with pride My Precious. For although they may fade in the unstoppable progress of time, my love for you will only grow.

I will return.

I will stay, forever

Your One

Sunday, September 13, 2009

Tuesday, September 8, 2009

the ugly truth

Over sized sunglasses on ugly people are like 17" chromes on a Lada.

No matter the glitter, you just can't hide the faults

Sunday, September 6, 2009

12 steps - 6. defects of character

Self centred
(the soft spongy flesh betwixt thumb and forefinger)

(the soft moans of pleasure and pain)

(the flush of pink spread across her face)

(the softly whispered "I Love You" from between clenched teeth)