Oracle of Delphi
Craig HillMy Pathetic Attempt at Waxing Lyrical...
April 25th 2007 23:40
...wanes before it can delight....
I'm not a morning person. That's not to say that my mood is not a morning person...just the way my body clock is set. Doesn't worry me...I'm not alarmed.
ba-boom-tish
I get my best hours of sleep from about 4am to 10am.
(My name is Dusk. Not Dawn)
Unfortunately that is not always possible.
Okay it's never possible on weekdays.
For some strange reason, children need to get up early....something to do with breakfast...school... plus there's this thing called a job.....and sure I work from home but that doesn't mean I lounge around all day in my PJs.
I don't wear PJs to bed.
Aneewayy.
Point is...I do have to be up early most days but...I don't always stop and smell the roses. Not when coffee is brewing.
...but this morning.....
It's such a beautiful day here today. And I know many of you prefer stormy weather and all that rain we had (in Sydney) was lovely and much needed but....I'm a sunny weather gal.... I love the heat, the humidity...sunshine....let me bask in your radiance...I feel so rejuvenated, so strong, so alive.....something to do with my molecular make-up and being from Krypton...
Aneewayy. Again.
I was up early this morning. Only because my beautiful DDH had to get up early and fly off again.
...and I switched my computer on (for some reason...writing "I turned my computer on" just wasn't...on...)...to start a new writing day but...I'm fortunate to have a forest with a creek (now a river!) next to us and every day while I wait for my computer to boot up...I stand at my office window and breathe it all in.
This morning...this morning is....oh my God....(and this is where I wish I had David's divine gift or be able to morph thoughts in to words like Lily and Wendi or capture the moment like Ash...) because this morning...it was just beautiful.
Sublime. Divine. Beyond words. No words.
The sun streamed through the trees...like sparkling rivers of rays...and the heat!....the warmth!...and this was what was truly ethereal....the steam rising up off everything...off the trees...the ground....the wood....dammit...someone write a poem please!!!!!!
I'm outta here.
I'm not a morning person. That's not to say that my mood is not a morning person...just the way my body clock is set. Doesn't worry me...I'm not alarmed.
ba-boom-tish
I get my best hours of sleep from about 4am to 10am.
(My name is Dusk. Not Dawn)
Unfortunately that is not always possible.
Okay it's never possible on weekdays.
For some strange reason, children need to get up early....something to do with breakfast...school... plus there's this thing called a job.....and sure I work from home but that doesn't mean I lounge around all day in my PJs.
I don't wear PJs to bed.
Aneewayy.
Point is...I do have to be up early most days but...I don't always stop and smell the roses. Not when coffee is brewing.
...but this morning.....
It's such a beautiful day here today. And I know many of you prefer stormy weather and all that rain we had (in Sydney) was lovely and much needed but....I'm a sunny weather gal.... I love the heat, the humidity...sunshine....let me bask in your radiance...I feel so rejuvenated, so strong, so alive.....something to do with my molecular make-up and being from Krypton...
Aneewayy. Again.
I was up early this morning. Only because my beautiful DDH had to get up early and fly off again.
...and I switched my computer on (for some reason...writing "I turned my computer on" just wasn't...on...)...to start a new writing day but...I'm fortunate to have a forest with a creek (now a river!) next to us and every day while I wait for my computer to boot up...I stand at my office window and breathe it all in.
This morning...this morning is....oh my God....(and this is where I wish I had David's divine gift or be able to morph thoughts in to words like Lily and Wendi or capture the moment like Ash...) because this morning...it was just beautiful.
Sublime. Divine. Beyond words. No words.
The sun streamed through the trees...like sparkling rivers of rays...and the heat!....the warmth!...and this was what was truly ethereal....the steam rising up off everything...off the trees...the ground....the wood....dammit...someone write a poem please!!!!!!
I'm outta here.
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Comment by Ash
Australian Traveller
Flashes of memories
sounds like you have had a heavenly end to a hectic start to your day huh!? Just the fact that you used the word beautiful is enough to say it all...!
Reminds me of a place I visited in Tasmania....
It sounds like you live in a retreat Dusk!
ash
Comment by JoshZ
A Simple Christian
Stephen King once said that the problem with words is that they shape things, put a line around them, limit them. He also said that that was the good thing about them.
Some stuff is too good for words. Reality tends to do that to us.
As does beauty, especially in those that shine the light on it.
Be well my friend.
JZ
Comment by KylieW
Celebrity Obsession
I'm a night time person too! Which kind of sucks when you work full time (ah, you get used to be constantly tired).
As for a poem about the beautiful day on your doorstep.....well that'll have to wait for one of our resident poets to drop in!
Hopefully DDH isn't away for too long this time!
Kylie
Comment by MelissaA
Fun Facts
I too am not a morning person.
To make matters worse, she didn't actually get dressed until 7:45am.
I'm glad you had a lovely morning Dusk. : )
Comment by Andrea
V8 Supercar Pitstop
Why does he always insist on singing at that time in the morning?
You don't need a poet, Dusk, your simplicity in your choice of words does just as good a job at making me see and feel your experience and your inspiration.
After the day I've had, it was good to switch on my computer and read this post. I almost feel relaxed again.
I'm thinking of you, dear friend.
Cara. xxxx
Comment by Wendi
If I may borrow and contort a phrase by David...
You are de light!
I agree with the above comment... you don't need a poet, you are poetry in motion.
Much Respect,
W
Comment by DuskDevi
Rugby World Cup 2007
Oh my Goodness!! I kid you not...that photo looks like the creek/river nearby.
I live on the edge of a national park and it's just amazing.
Aaah...alas no...no retreat...but I do surrender to the tranquility around me...well...most days...
There are times when I've shattered the tranquility because I gotta tell ya Ash...teenage girls can be very...shall we say...trying???
I tried to take capture the moment via camera but I couldn't...that steam rising up...wow...
Hope you're well Ash hon...
Dusk
Comment by DuskDevi
Rugby World Cup 2007
I wish I had those words to describe this morning...I was truly lost for words.
It was one of those "oh I wish I could mentally connect with everyone right now" moments.
Be well my friend
Dusk
Comment by DuskDevi
Rugby World Cup 2007
I say thank goodness for Berocca!!
Although I work from home I do have to go out every day if I'm doing reviews, interviews, etc and the breakfast 'meetings' kill me!!!
I can get the children out the door but myself? Eek. As long as I have a caffeine drip I'm good. Sort of.
Funnily enough...I function better if I haven't slept at all, which is weird. Well I used to.
Age shall weary them...in body if not in mind.
Be well gorgeous
Dusk
ps. DDH will be back soon. Yayyyy.
Comment by DuskDevi
Rugby World Cup 2007
Eeek.
I completely understand.
...must share this also...what really gets me grrrrrr is when those who should no better but never do aka teenagers, wake me/us up to find something like a tie or a pair of shoes and yet....they had the whole freeakin' night before to find all this!!!!
And this is how the tranquility gets shattered.
Thanks Mel...it was a lovely morning.
Be well
Dusk
Comment by DuskDevi
Rugby World Cup 2007
Aaah...Bug 2 is beautiful! Sorry...yeah...cold feet on bump not good...but at least he serenaded you to 'make up for it'!!
DDH and the boys are morning people...really annoying but catchy. It was a morning ritual once...the Blues Brothers...full volume...and everyone shaking their tailfeathers around the bedroom! Oh. My. God. I'm glad they found it funny. I did too...in hindsight!
Thank you for what you wrote...that's just beautiful.
much warmth my Caramella
Dusk
Comment by DuskDevi
Rugby World Cup 2007
That's beautiful. Thank you.
...I'm not being modest nor coy by saying this but...I'm not worthy!
I truly wish you could have seen this morning and I know you are privy to many beautiful morning moments, more so than I...because you do stop to take it in.
Plus I recall reading that you actually like mornings.
Wendi Lady...what's wrong with you??
...nuthin'...
I just had one of those moments when I felt quite frustrated at my lack of poetic skill.
No. Not skill.
I don't care what any of you say...poetry is a gift...not a skill.
I also had one of those moments when I just had to write something about how I was feeling so I didn't think...I just wrote...well, typed.
...didn't quite come out the way I felt it but...I'm glad I could at least convey the joy that bubbled...
much warmth Lioness
Dusk
Comment by missnomer
sun god rays....shimmering light
to meet the dawn....a river
of eternal ........playful delight
Motherly warmth gives rises to mist
from the earth to meet the sky
knowing that in a few hours the earth
with Dusk will be lovingling kissed
For Dusk....in sincere apology.......
Comment by DuskDevi
Rugby World Cup 2007
That is beautiful.
...this ability you poets have...of putting words in all the right places...awe inspiring....and there's no need to apologise...it's a gift....(wink)...
Comment by Miss Nomer
I'm speechless in fact...
most of the time
apart from rare
Orble visitations X
Comment by David
Well you pleaded for a poem …
so …
I know it has to rain
but please let it rain at night
just give me days of sunshine
When night-time rain drowns our bedroom sounds?
I love the rain
(Like, Um, we have children,
if you hadn't noticed ...
or read my
Stephen LarkhamDDH postsBut, when I wake
to find
creeks have turned to rivers?
Um, sure, okaaaaaaaaay
I can appreciate the metaphorical beauty
of the rushing waters ..
and all the beauty of the place
surrounding me …
But I still crave the sunshine of my husband
It's his warmth
I want surrounding me ...
And the steam rising up off everything
just reminds me of the trails
aeroplanes leave behind …
David ...
Comment by DuskDevi
Rugby World Cup 2007
Thank you thank You thank YOU...
And...I didn't plead.
It was a very
blatantsubtle request I thought...AND...you know what?....I just realised this....you are the 3rd person I make the most reference to in my posts (including the HJ days). More than my children. So do not give me shit my sweet pal about:
Stephen LarkhamDDH postsComment by Miswanderlust
Killer Beats
Ramble On
Hipnotherapy
It's such a beautiful day here today. And I know many of you prefer stormy weather and all that rain we had (in Sydney) was lovely and much needed but....I'm a sunny weather gal.... I love the heat, the humidity...sunshine....let me bask in your radiance...I feel so rejuvenated, so strong, so alive.....
I love days like that.... as a "Morning Glory" myself... nothing is better for the mood than sunny weather....
What really gets me grrrrrr is when those who should no better but never do aka teenagers, wake me/us up to find something like a tie or a pair of shoes and yet....they had the whole freeakin' night before to find all this!!!!
No shit sister....been there done that.....
On a Mis chevious note : When my email flagged the name of this post I was invisioning naughtiness... and was reminded of lyric in a popular Bloodhound Gang song.......
In lieu of the innuendo in the end know my intent though I Brazilian wax poetic so hypothetically
Comment by DuskDevi
Rugby World Cup 2007
Well...I gotta tell ya...
...that made me giggle!
(and if David reads that...let's just say it will arouse his hard drive...)
Vitamin D....for D light...
much warmth Mis
Dusk
Comment by Miswanderlust
Killer Beats
Ramble On
Hipnotherapy
Much love and laughing
Mis
Comment by Nina
Sadly, the farm is set to make way for 260 new housing blocks. Sunrise over a sea of rooftops doesn't have the same impact...
Comment by Lily
Ars Poetica
when i read this? the wonder you expressed was tangible, and i wanted to see it too .. that IS poetry Dusk....
~Lily
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Comment by Optomistic Opportunism
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Optomystic Opportunism
Here's one theory - chemical enhancement. Drink more caffiene (preferably at my cafe), go all out on the juniper and quinine then write to get yourself sober, etc.
Okay that's my theory.
Alright maybe I'm just stuck in the seventies. Isn't every Australian male?
I understand every Aussie female is stuck in the 80's.
Agree?