“I Died Once” – Writing Project
by DarkJade
Our next days of traveling, we didn’t speak all that much… But the Sites and Views of Africa were more than apt to sustain me.
As my deep blue eyes stared outwardly, they seem to widen and deepen… Or at least it felt that way.
Minutes became hours, hours became days… Until at last we reached my Father’s estate. I was starting to give up on referring to him as Sam, even in the sanctum of my own thoughts.
He seemed to have business with a dark skinned man that ran the place well he was gone, and so I adjourned to the room I was given, which was actually near a small lake. I seemed to be dragging a bit today, as my bag seemed quite heavy. And I knew that it was not.
Once inside, it was a very nice room, and would more than due. It was at that point that I found myself, in some sort of catatonic stagger, making my way to the waters edge… And it happened.
The next thing I knew, I had most likely collapsed, as I lay their in a flood of my own tears.
Was it my mother’s death? Or the elapsed vigor of the journey… I knew not.
What I did know was I wasn’t going to let my father find me this way… As I’m sure he too is feeling the affects of this “sudden” daughter. And so I somehow rose to my feet, and made my way to the main house.
He was inside a smoking room, with a short drink of whiskey at his side. “Well hello…” with this he rose to his feet, and sat down his paper. “Caught a nap did yah…” this struck me as a curious thing to say, as we had just arrived… But then as I looked at my small watch around my wrist, I realized that I must have been laying by the water for some three hours, and not realized it. I removed the watch and sat it on the end table nearby, for I had no interest in time as of late… Time had stopped the moment I descended into my mother’s pool… And in truth, I have yet to have ascended. He approached me with a smidgen of curiosity in his eyes.
“What’s this on your face…” all slowed down as he reached to my face, and wiped away a bit of dirt near my right eye, the side of my face that had made a resting place of the ground by the water.
I teared up. Now I knew he didn’t know how to react to this, so instead he began to walk by me… I felt my heart sink, but then his hand took mine as he passed “Come on Mady, Tatenda has prepared us some food…”.
And so we went to supper.
End of Chapter Five
- Chapter One -State of Murder
- Chapter Two – Mother No More
- Chapter 2.5 – And Then He Came
- Chapter Three – My Father From Africa?
- Chapter 3.5 – A Diamond Mine
- Chapter 4 – Dream State
- Chapter VI – Taking Flight
- Chapter VII – The 13th Day
- Chapter VIII – Safari
- Conclusion – Stranger Ends
Archive for Sadness
I.D.O. Chapter Five – Withdrawal
Posted in I Died Once, Love, Novel, Story, Writing with tags Africa, Father, Mady, Sadness, Withdrawl on October 16, 2011 by darkjade68Rescue
Posted in Inspiration, Love, Poem, Poetry, Scribblings, Writing with tags Alone, Hope, Rescue, Sadness on October 15, 2011 by darkjade68Alone I Float
Above this Vastness of Dark, and Deep Water
Simplicity is there
As I spin slowly, letting my fingers touch the Coolness Below
As they immerse within the depths of Imagination
The Impending Truth awaits me…
But I am not ready…
I wish that I was… But you can not rush these things
And so I wait…
Knowing full well, you will never come
As I look around me, I realize I am not Alone after all…
These Pedestrians of Light
You… Wanderers of the Night
Look how you touch it’s waters with me
Each more inspired, and impressed, than the next
Oh how they smile
And yet what a wonder is this… For Courage is such a Rare thing
And Strength… Not a Common Deployment
Hard Earned… And Rarely Given
You look at me “She will not come you know…”
But your words fall in front of me…
Like Petals to the wind
And Mine Eyes Blink away my Worries
And see only Into Your Heart…
Beating…
Awaking…
Some Better part of me
Perhaps it’s true… And she will not come
But Perhaps She will
Rescue
DarkJade-
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Japan – Compassion
Posted in Dreams, Inspiration, Japan, Love, Poem, Poetry, Scribblings with tags Hope, Sadness, Tsunami on September 29, 2011 by darkjade68This is Dedicated to Japan, and the Japanese, and all who have suffered through their Great Crisis…
~Japan – Compassion~
We Can Not Feel Your Pain
We Can Not Know Your Suffering
As I sat on the floor, by our Television Set, some 6+ Months after The Tsunami in Japan, I had brought a pad of paper to Write a New Poem… But on the Screen, watched by someone in my Home, is Footage of that Day in Japan.
A Boy who lived One Kilometer from the Ocean when the Tsunami hit, explains how his Father was the first to see the Black Waters coming. That they had felt the Earth Quake, but hadn’t even considered the possibility of a Tsunami hitting and reaching that far inland. There were no Warnings, as the Earthquake prior had knocked out all power. And so this Boys Father yelled for him to get upstairs… And he did, but before he knew it the water was up to his knees on the Second Floor, and somehow he managed to get on the Roof and survive. His Family did not.
It was at this point that my Focus Shifted, and I instead considered doing a Poem in regards to Compassion Towards Japan, the Japanese, and all that have been Painfully Affected.
Your People Are So Beautiful
Your Sadness So Great
How can we, who are so Far Away from you, even remotely hope to convey our Compassion for you, and your People.
Know This Brave People
You Are Loved
You Are Felt
Inside Each of Us
We Hold You High
We Grant You Hope
We Have Seen Your Beauty
We Have Felt Your Strength
I only hope that your Wounds Will Heal quickly, but I know that will not be the case. The Poem I was about to Write when I caught wind of this 6+ month later televised show, was Called Dream. But my Dream has changed… My Dream is for you, and yours, and all that have Lost, Suffered and Pained in Japan.
I Leave My Dream With You
Most Sincerely,
DarkJade-
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Despair
Posted in Poem, Poetry, Scribblings, Writing with tags Blackness, Despair, Sadness on September 12, 2011 by darkjade68~Despair~
In my weaker moments…
I sometimes find my hands tied behind my back
My Face pressed hardly against the Wood Floor
Or was it Marble, I forget
And your Dark Breath against the back of my Neck
“Easy now boy… You’re not going anywhere…”
Ah yes, I remember you sir
The Splinters from the Wood, and the Coldness of the Marble
Do Strike my Memory
“Hush…” he’d say “Hush and just listen…”
But this was no easy task for me…
For I most disliked Pain, and the Like
“You are a clever one…” he’d whisper
But I was too wise to take this as a Compliment
And the bindings would start to loosen…
“Ahhh… Hold you now, hold you…”
As the Shroud that was his Blackened Cape
Would begin to shatter with Pins of Light
“HOLD!!”
But it was no use, I’d turn on the floor and face him
My Hands pressed firmly Against his Chest
“Be Gone You…”
The Light would come from within me
My Arms Glowing Blindedly
“You have no Power over me…”
And he would Screech “Ahhhhhhhhhhh… Boyyyyy”
And he was gone
And I was fine
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A Grip on the Darkness
Posted in Evanescense, Inspiration, Poem, Poetry, Scribblings, Writing with tags Dark, Hope, Light, Sadness on September 3, 2011 by darkjade68play while reading…
~A Grip on the Darkness~
Alone… Always
Alone…
These Dark Purple Lights makes Not Fair Company…
Come in… The Thought is Warm
But the Means… Are Not
These Translucent Hopes… of Glimmering Light
But Memories of some Greater Thing… Some Normal Thing
The Winds of Time Cast a Ghastly Glow
On what you Hope Will Be… These Figments… These
…untouchable Integer Components of Unknowns
The Air is full of what isn’t Really There
And You are Grasping at what you only Hope is True…
But wait… You are not Breathing
Breathe… In New Hope
Breathe Out the Strength you know you Hold
Expand Beyond what you know, and think is Possible
Do it now…
…do not wait
You Are Home
DarkJade-
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Intrepid
Posted in Poem, Poetry, Scribblings, Writing with tags Poem, Sadness, Writing on September 1, 2011 by darkjade68~Intrepid~
This Bold Darkness that clouds my everyday way
Hold her hand it says, but there is no hand to be held
Touch her face… No face to be known
You cannot escape me, though you try, it urges
Why not give in… But to what
Pain my boy, feel the pain you now deflect, and evade
And so I hold, and see/feel what passes
It is not… Pleasant
This Bold Darkness seems to know my name
Feel my breath… Heads my way
I try to reason with it, it nods and says
You speak of pleas, I speak of truths
I long for Light… It’s where I stay
The warmth of love, so far away
Wait be still, I think it sleeps
This Bold Darkness, rests for now
DarkJade-
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