Wednesday, December 16, 2009

Conversations with myself.

No matter what, there is no love like self love. There is no relationship that should be more important than the one we have with ourself. I hate lying to myself, telling myself I will get out of bed on time, won't eat the rest of the ice cream, will work hard if given a little bit of time to procrastinate. I have been working on being completely honest about stuff like this lately, and also on not taking myself too seriously. Here are a few poems/ quotes that I have run into lately all around this theme. 


The first a witty Miles quote:
"Some day I'm gonna call me up on the phone, so when I answer, I can tell myself to shut up." — Miles Davis
Next a melancholy bit of prose I wrote a few weeks ago when I was in a funk. 


"nights like this (telling the rain)"

on nights like this,  All
i really need is me. 

And some rain coming
cool through the warm air. 

Instead of shying away,
i turn my face up to it 
letting mist fall on my bare skin.
i feel like saying to it, 

"cut this pain that never goes
in half for me,

and we will see exactly
what it is to feel love.

i want to live without
longing for what could be."

the rain makes it
easy for souls to 
breathe, And

bit by bit i
can bear this
world
again. 

And finally, a poem by Derek Walcott, a poet I happened across for the first time not too long ago. Read it aloud and see if it does not bring a smile to your face by the third stanza. 


Love after Love- Derek Walcott

The time will come
when, with elation,
you will greet yourself arriving
at your own door, in your own mirror,
and each will smile at the other’s welcome,

and say, sit here.  Eat.
You will love again the stranger who was your self.
Give wine.  Give bread.  Give back your heart
to itself, to the stranger who has loved you

all your life, whom you ignored
for another, who knows you by heart.
Take down the love letters from the bookshelf,

the photographs, the desperate notes,
peel your own image from the mirror.
Sit.  Feast on your life.