Showing posts with label Prose. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Prose. Show all posts

unto the uttermost





“Once you learn how to die, you learn how to live.”

Quote: Mitch Albom, Tuesdays with Morrie

Sometimes its not about going by all the rules,
Its about bending some
Getting the results done
For when they said to the donkey 
just lie down and die
He heard not and kept shaking dust off his back
the faster they shoveled the faster he shook it off


I was from a long journey, I could barely muster strength for the stairs home. I was reminded by the inner voice that today is the tomorrow all procrastinators thought wouldn't come yesterday.  Inch by inch I will grow my yard.

#100daysofblogging #day7

Dear book

The quickest way to be done with you is read your first three pages and last three pages. Read the epilogue and prologue I will piece together the middle part. Such has become my character where I am interested in reading the first three pages of who are you and what to you do then quickly skip to the morning after of did I like it and can we do this again. It has become a chore to flip through the pages and find out what you love doing in your free time, what are some of your ideals and what is your desire for the yonder years.  I want to know the story but not as you the author intended it, but rather as I deem fit. Instead of reading the pages and flipping them one at a time, I choose to go back and forth reading from the pages I like. I have found that daunting, for often one ends up carrying around books they never make time to study. Just because I find your cover attractive I have you in my arm. It could be due to your volume and how I can raise my stature if I am seen strolling with such content. It could be the reviews of how great a book you are from my friends and the immense pressure to take a look at you and what your words have to offer. Well book I will pick you off the shelf and start reading. I know you are interesting and there are bound to be several other readers waiting for their turn to read so allow me to take my time. They will get the chance to read you should you fail to make the cut for home library.   

Regards The World.