My Second Moon

I gaze upon the moon each night,
I sit in the dark,
Staring skyward,
My eyes reach out,
They can’t reach her,
They’re not worthy.

Crescent full or gibbous,
Her dazzling form lights up the dark,
An astral goddess,
An empowering icon,
A source of inspiration,
Playing kiss-chase with the clouds.

So why do I see a second moon beside me each night?
And beside me each day?
A moon of such astronomical beauty,
That it blots out even the lunar goddess,
Earthly yet still heavenly,
A goddess of a different kind.

Then I realize,
You are my second moon,
Superior in every way.

Wild rose

She is my wild rose,
Crimson like passion,
Beautiful beyond compare,
An angel in all but name,
The kind that stands out effortlessly,
Crimson like rage.

I am tangled in her thorns,
But also her petals,
Crimson like warmth,
Soothing and scathing in equal measure,
Loving and wrathful in duality,
Crimson like blood.

Her lips can wound,
They open burning scars,
But they can heal those same scars,
As if by some magic,
Vibrant and soothing,
Radiant and humbling.

She caresses my weary and cracked lips,
While weathering a tempest,
Standing tall like a bastion,
But holding me like a seraph,
Wise and dependable,
Crimson like love.

I love her,
She is my wild rose.

My Absence

Hello there inmates!

Well, I’ve been away from the asylum for a little while now. You may or may not have noticed that I haven’t posted anything in what seems like an age. Well, it certainly feels like an age to me anyway. I have missed the asylum and the blog, that’s for sure!

Well, you see, I have been moving into a new flat with Lee recently. It’s been a long time coming really and we’re both very happy about it. It feels so uplifting and grand to finally be living with Lee, it’s really quite special. It’s a great little place that is just the right size for us. We’re both working all the time as well, so we don’t get a huge amount of free time either. It’s tiring, but it’s worth it. As we have just moved into a new place, we do not currently have internet. We’re in the process of rectifying that, but it will take some time as you can imagine.

All of these things add up to the lack of blogging time. I’m only able to post this from my parents house. I don’t really want to make a habit of this, since I feel guilty about it really. However, I have managed to get some writing down, between days off and break times. I have several writings and poems ready for posting already. I’m not sure exactly when they will be posted but it shall be soon. I may use the parents laptop to post one soon though, we shall see.

So yes, I simply wanted to give my beloved inmates something of an update to what’s been going on. WorldofHarley is very much still alive and the madness shall resume in earnest presently! I hope you’ve all been very abnormal in my absence!

As always, have a very crazy day inmates!

Opinions

Greetings inmates.

Bit of a ramble today. So it turns out that my work colleagues and my boss found out about my blog the other day. This surprised me quite a bit since I wasn’t aware they actually check my Facebook page. My posts appear on there as soon as i post them here you see. My boss is fairly certain that I need to be sectioned, or so he says. He may not be entirely wrong, my writing and blog do tend to be a little on the eccentric side. They all think I’m quite crazy, but they thought the blog was cool. We had some amusing conversations about what I’ve written so I’m quite glad they found out.

It made me consider about what people I know personally think about my work. I know it’s not always good to care what others think, but when it’s people you care about and you’re close to, such as family and friends, it’s harder to ignore their opinions. I’ll admit that I’ve only had positive opinions from my friends and family so far. The ones who have actually noticed the blog anyway. My parents support it whole-heartedly, my closest friends that have read it quite like it and Lee seems to love it as well. I’ve been so lucky so far that everyone seems to support my writing, despite its eccentricity. At first i was terrified of their opinions, now i actually sort of revel in them.

As for strangers, it’s a bit more complicated of course. I still always worry about negative opinions, i worry about not being very good, i even worry about people mocking me. That may be ridiculous to some, but i think it’s quite normal. Only the very strongest wills can truly ignore negativity. I guess I’m not quite there yet eh?

When i found out people i knew personally had seen the blog…

But, then after I’d seen how positive their thoughts on it were…

Farewell for now inmates. There’s a new writing music post coming up soon.

Have a very crazy day!

Happy birthday LeeLee

I just want to take a minute to wish my most lovely girlfriend Lee a very happy birthday! You are an inspiration to me.

I loooooooove you! (Even if you are a numpty!)

Merry christmas!!

Greetings fellow inmates!

Well, I’m not going to be posting anything for a few days now. It is Christmas very soon after all and I’m going to be spending it with my family (No computer down at their place anyways). Then after that, on boxing day, I’m going to be going to stay with Lee for a while. I’m most likely to be back here around new years. I may attempt to post something while I’m at Lees but i can’t really promise anything as I’d quite like to spend the time with her. So yes, there’s that. Don’t expect any blog posts until around new years. Sorry about that.

I’ve had a great time with the blog so far. This blog has really surprised me, it seems to have really shot off. I’ve only had this blog for a few months and already i seem to be gaining quite a few views and followers and such. I won’t post any numbers or statistics or any crap like that as that comes across as a bit self-indulgent to me. This makes me really quite happy as i never expected anyone to actually enjoy my work. So thank you to each and every one of you out there who has taken the time to read my posts and follow the blog. I love you guys! Hehe! I will surely continue with my posts again as soon as I’m back home.

Now, i wish everybody a very happy Christmas and a crazy-ass new year!

Best wishes from the Oldschool Harlequin.

A pumpkin menace

So i woke up yesterday morning (Well i say morning, i believe it was actually about 1 pm) and turned over to Lee, who had also just woken up. You see, we often have these silly little conversations about how our sleep was and also whether we remembered any dreams we may of had.

On this occasion Lee actually had remembered one of her dreams. She did more often than me. Always.

The dream she described was both pretty creepy and awesome at the same time. Lee described being given a pumpkin as some kind of gift. That’s bizarre to begin with, but it gets stranger. She said that the pumpkin kept feeling like it was moving slightly. After a while the pumpkin sprouted 6 legs, akin to a crabs and started messing up the house. Lee said she somehow expected it to sprout two arms complete with crab claws.

How very bizarre, it’s not even Halloween anymore.

The whole reason i decided to hurriedly write a whole blog post about it is simply because of the image it conjured in my head. The image, or something close to it, is the picture i drew here.I think it’s interesting how a description of a fictional creature or object, however vague, can conjure up images like this. I love it!

I know i’m no artist!