Today I died. But don't feel sorry for me because yesterday I lived. Today I see nothing. But yesterday I saw more than the beauty of colours more than the flight of a butterfly, I saw love and life and didn't understand what it was I was seeing. Today I hear nothing. But yesterday I heard more than the singing of angels more than the soft breathing of a lover, I heard love and life and didn't comprehend what it was I was hearing. Today I smell nothing. But yesterday I smelt more than the perfume of crushed roses more than precious mountain air, I smelt love and life and didn't know what it was I was smelling. Today I say nothing. But yesterday I said more than a Shakespearian sonnet more than the words I love you, I spoke love and life and didn't grasp what it was I was saying. Today I feel nothing. But yesterday I felt more than the caress of the wind more than the fear of dying, I felt love and life and didn't appreciate what it was I was feeling. Today I died. But don't feel sorry for me because yesterday I lived... even if I didn't realise it at the time.
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la_spice
- 13/07/2008 @ 13:44:20
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some1else
- 13/07/2008 @ 14:08:42
Why thank you, sometimes I just have to say it or burst and bursting has a limited appeal to me
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oldblindog
Pro - 25/07/2008 @ 02:55:21
Well done....very well done. :-)
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some1else
- 27/07/2008 @ 13:50:50
Cheers muchly, you didn't feel it was a tad too repetitive?
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oldblindog
Pro
- 14/08/2008 @ 03:28:55
Not at all...I think it re-enforced the transition or comparisons within life and death. The story is short enough the repetition between Today and "But Yesterday" is not annoying. .......At least it is not to me.
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some1else
- 24/08/2008 @ 07:39:02
Glad to hear it, I am quite a fan of repetition, and groups of three for some reason, so sometimes I over do it
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and so satisfying when something comes out right.
You write so beautifully