Catchin' Up! Part II.

City Love.
I can't get enough
Seee-att-ley.
And all the things you've made beautifully.
Your water's edge keeps me filled,
the crosswalks ground my daily bill.
The people I've met here,
will never leave my life...
Emerald City,
Will you be my wife?

Seattle's best? I think so.

Btw I'm still alive! 4 weeks to go, with school!! The countdown begins now!!! :D

Be safe out there! <3 you muffins!!!

xoxo, bex

Write it out, gallop & lunge

The pen is shared.
When blue ink, black
And bindings stare
From their shelves
Now label aware.
When his scratch is silent
Against the grain
Of the oak beneath,
Breathing trained.
Is it love you write?
Is it fiction, or horror?
Or is it passive fright,
& quests of life?

These lines that gallop & lunge
The ones you keep on blank pages
The one's that I've heard once
And will publish in a book someday;
They mean more.
More than Christmas to pagans;
More than burlesque to Vegas;
More than the dominant hand that pulls any trigger
More than blankets at night, post-shiver.
Thank you for speaking to me in my language.
You have struck every chord, every Key.
I will sing to the notes that you lead.

This is how I feel about this week. 

I hope you all can stay on task this week, kittens! I've got 6 more weeks of school(WAHHOOO!!!!!) and I'm gonna be in a wildfire of alcoholism- I mean work-oholism!

So, I'm not ignoring you.

I love you. Come back.

Jack, don't leave......

Here are a list of things that make me smile

(of COURSE I'm not going to make you read!):

bwahaha! Good Kitty.

Alright folks, I'm dippin' out. Back to work!

<3, bex.

"-No more rhymes now, I mean it!"

"- Anybody wanna peanut?"

x} heh heh.

Catchin' Up! Part I.

My life has begun, guys(sarcasm!).

I do feel that I have opened a new chapter though. Lots of new experiences, lots of new feelings, more mature thoughts & decisions... don't tell my mom but... I kinda like it ;]

I have SO much to show & tell... and I know this is sort of a blogger's no-no, to give away so much at one time. But you guys totally deserve it, you've been patient(either that or you just forgot about little ol' me! =O) STILL I'll have to split this post into 2, maybe 3 different parts... there's just so much.

I'm about to expose your eyes to many spectacular images, you won't need to do anymore web browsing today. Deal?

 Enjoy, darling doves.

Firstly. I got a haircut. Yes, I even went so far as to get my hair slightly COLORED. *gasp*

Here are the stages. Anyone heard of Successful Seattle Salon-Owner Lisa Vann of Milagros? Or Bruno Elorrioroz?? You should! He's the top colorist in the WORLD as of this moment. Aveda's Master Technical Director.Yup, ya heard. He was standing in my breathing space. He delicately picked up my hair and said in his beautiful French accent *soft, but intentional gasp* "She has such beautiful natural COLOUR!" And then he formulated this happy "After" face! In order of occurrence:

Here's the fill-in story: (Can I get a "Hallelujah-you're-still-a-redhead!?") School has restarted(I had a 2 week break; too long), and I'm back to the commute-school-commute-shower-sleep-commute cycle.

I'll start as far back as I can remember... since we last talked....
The construction company I work for, has moved! That was... tiring. But hey! My temporary business cards for school, came in! THAT. IS. EXCITING.

Now I have to figure out how to get rid of 250 business cards in the next 2 months...

Kid :)
This last month has truly brought me some very strong, beautiful memories that I will cherish for as long as I live. For one thing, I got one of my best friends back. His struggle to be the best of himself has been a treacherous, threatening, & faith-strengthening experience... for both him & myself. So I want him to know how much he means to me & all our friends here, & that him being out-of-state, won't keep him from being in our thoughts & prayers of support everyday. I've never been prouder of you, Besty. You now have the entire world at your disposal. Make it worth your while :)

In addition to that, I helped my Photographer Friend move into a new house one weekend. We are monsters that rolled a PIANO out of a moving truck to her local Goodwill. Then we rescued a wandering puppy for the night & returned him to his rightful owners the next morning. Isn't he just melt-worthy?

Moving on for all you cat-people, no need to retreat to a different site :P

I was given a surprise gift. THE best surprise gift(I'm not a huge fan of surprises, shhh), need I repeat THE BEST surprise gift ever. Dudeson, these just showed up at my house! I can't rave enough. They're absolutely perfect. And they're ME. *gah!* Thank YOU! YOU!

A group of my friends were going up to Crystal Mountain for snowboarding, & altho I didn't have room in my budget for the whole affair(student still! :)), I at least went up to babysit(ha! jk guys), and perhaps ride the Gondola after the winds subsided. Wow it was a beautiful sight at the top. Here's a peek at my way up:

I've just decided that it's time to go to bed. Yes, it's 10:25pm and I have school en la manana IF ALL GOES AS PLANNED. I have TONS of Seattle adventures to share with you, but I'll save them for the next UPDATE. I promise you, the next update will happen sometime next week. Hopefully before the next 7 days have flashed before my mind's eye.

You guys have been great, really. You're my favorite crowd ;) Haha I'll exit on that note.

<3, bex

P.S. If you're experiencing any kind of snow/ice/sleet days, like I am.... DRIVE SLOW. Or better yet- bundle up and WALK somewhere :) It's fun, trust me. Safety first!!!

My defense

I am reduced to a weep by the tender compassions of my creator.

Overwhelming love & detailed
consideration, for me?
I am not worthy!

Flip that switch, up goes a fast, impenetrable & confident wall,
to those who wish they knew me.
But you...
You let me ramble, you know
My strength is being strong for those weak.
You have the right words to soothe what aches.

But even then, my creator, my God..
He gently takes my own hand to dismantle the wall.
The wall to every vulnerable nerve in my body, my emotion;
Every sense, every touch.

There is no guard here except you, Jehovah.

The World Isnt Speechless Always

Put a painful space between us
Lay it down, smooth it out.
It's a world of untouched matter
What lies here between, you and I.
And what do you hear when I speak?
And do you smile to hear my name?
I trust my soul your kiss to keep,
And never depart; never to trade.

Un-arranged and ill-tempered I stay
Stay here and fix my daily flaw,
Singing notes up the heights of my wall
Climbing season won't be later than the fall.
Maybe by then my fortress will be ivied
And you will bear up, no fight be.

Maybe love will grab you by the throat,
Halfway down the road.
Maybe it will plead with you by your shirt-collar: "Will you leave what completes you, behind?? Will you race off before your heart chases you to rewind?? Your star left unpolished won't shine!!"

Spine attached to feet, if I'm one, you're another.
Over and over we connect all the parts, to each other.
No use in time's ticking, I must have you admit.

Won't you regret seeing the world?
Won't you miss it's green, it's rain tears in your hair? Down your chin?
Do you still hear it singing when the sun warms your face?
Will moss grow over your steps before you retrace?

Don't you know it shines the brightest when YOU water it?
When you sit down & gaze upon the hills? The forests' silence is in awe when you visit.

Be dry, riverbed. Save your power for the sowing season.
There's a wind I feel, to bring drought & ice...
Rest the tears of your perfect green eyes,
It's the sea tide's turn to cry.

Uncoordinated Times

Wishing
For negligence to escape me
For easy things to make sense...
For you here to console me.

When I am weak then I am strong?

6:00 am aqua

Music slowly chimes in
We float past the waters edge,
With house lights reflecting in the serenity
Even trees touch it.
But Earth's breath couldn't disturb it
I see two of everything- which is real?

Random poetism-ism-s :)

Comfort eyes and wide bow lips
& a voice that could carry a hundred ships.
Dashing smooth and humble pie
No crows feet, or wrinkled lies

As honest as I feel I am
You are the same to me
Nothing says otherwise
Even the whispering trees.

Honey the clouds aren't swung enough
To make me believe a lie.
I'd see one if you'd tell it,
but you have no reason why.
We've come to see the intelligence it takes to tango just two,
and I'm practicing in the dark where all their torches can't shine thru ..
But with 3 the road is simpler, unbreakable at best-
and there's no need to grow tired from it, we won't need much time to rest.
You pick me up with the switch of a tongue, I heard what you didn't even say...
You flip my frown, when I'm feeling down, and you still will when I'm gray.

Big bangs! Seattle-walkin'!

Avoiding conversation with passers-by, by keeping the headphones in. lol

Goodnight ladies & gentlemen.

<3, bex.

eight, twenty two, eleven

Are there days I skipped or didn't see?
I'm missing a vital piece of me


I turned this house over & never saw
that heirloom, that color, or any dropped flaw...


Maybe it's at the top of those stairs
or hiding in with the silverware...


I know it's around, you are still in my mind.
It's a really helpful thing you showed me one time.


But, you're far away.. can't help me look now
I'm jogging my streets & talking out loud.


Retelling the same story, where are you to stop me?
What happened to the fresh ink, the endless words I copy?


My writing's plugged up & I'm yawning again...
vowels pushing around blocks, to the consonant's end.
They won't quit, they just ramble & ring in my ears.
Who knows how many wasted lines before the sentence clears...




[ I'm still here.... floating around. Don't forget me! x) 
  Be safe! xoxo, Bex]

today is still TECHNICALLY Friday

i miss you
and you know it.
your walk
and your grin,
the way you smile
makes me spin.
the way I miss
you, makes me slow...
I walk head down,
turn around...
I already know..

i miss your stare
and how you ask
about every turn,
inside my past...
i miss your weak smile
when you know
you could take a step
when you know
no single regret...
but you don't.

i miss the way
you laugh at me,
glancing up,
to take a peek.
the way you know
what makes me smile
the way you know
I've missed you for a while...

you miss me?
my eyes?
the way my hair
falls to the side?
do you miss
the speechless way
I send you a note?
i miss the day
I read what you wrote.

and when you came to see me
and when you hugged me tight,
I realized the days before
had never been right.
it made me miss your voice &
your fearless, complete words,
it makes me still miss your
whisper & perfect verbs.

its hard, I learn...
to let the present pass,
to not watch the clock,
or ....finish this.