Sentimental #TheDailyPost

Sentimental you are, for sure, and just loving to keep things in their place too. So that no genuine feeling gets lost, in the tumult of daily life. So, you want clarity, you there, me here, or at least some place. Just in case something goes awry, then I must supply the explanation, the justification, who knows the how, when and so what...

https://honoratus20018.wordpress.com/2016/03/07/sentimental-thedailypost/

Contrast #TheDailyPost

They say it's a young city, and here I am, an ancient dinosaur, in those worn out jeans and leatherwear from another age. And the rucksack! Mended so many times, colourless, blended with its owner... Yet I love the streets, the smiles, the laughter, and I keep dragging along my old boots, and this silly cap, when in fact I no longer belong to the living.

https://honoratus20018.wordpress.com/2016/03/08/contrast-thedailypost/

Object #TheDailyPost

Passers-by in the rain in a mist of thoughts, faces forlorn no-one knows how long, how long waiting for you to vanish never to see your beloved face again. Image: Little Penthouse, 1931. Martin Lewis. Drypoint, via kafkasapartment

https://honoratus20018.wordpress.com/2016/03/09/object-thedailypost/

Legacy #TheDailyPost

Blunt lies to the people, Does it matter to them the powerful? Who will prove them wrong? But History will judge, she who knows, and never forgives the cheats, the liars. Image: Still from The Third Man, (1949) Robert Krasker, via inneroptics

https://honoratus20018.wordpress.com/2016/03/10/legacy-thedailypost/

Flow #TheDailyPost

We follow the stream of people, along the ancient road. The air is clear, the mists have lifted, we can feel the rays of sunshine on our skin. Sol, our star, is old, perhaps even older than our priests want to admit. Us, among many, worship Her, and Her daughter Earth, who feed us, keep us alive, against the emptiness of space.

https://honoratus20018.wordpress.com/2016/03/11/flow-thedailypost/

Drop #TheDailyPost

There is always a time, often a very short instant, when one hesitates. The human brain is remarkably apt at analysing those instants, and the circumstances that made them lethal. A sheer cliff, the second preceding a jump in the void, the distinctive metallic snap of a rifle being armed: it maybe a sound, a sudden change in the air, even a smile in the face of an assassin.

https://honoratus20018.wordpress.com/2016/03/15/drop-thedailypost/

Envy #TheDailyPost

The fools, if only they knew! As we run along the path, near the canal, early in our morning routine, I see them, their eyes on you, on the golden girl, sometime on me... I can read their puzzled minds, jealous, tortured to see what must be a very happy, if odd, couple. Their imagination must run wild. Our routine takes us all the way to the river.

https://honoratus20018.wordpress.com/2016/03/16/envy-thedailypost/

Shelf #TheDailyPost

"It's all there" she said, looking at the rows of books, and the framed photographs lined up on the shelf. "The authors we loved, the places we visited, the people we met..." As she spoke, I wondered what their lives must have been like, their success, their hopes, and now, the calm after the storm, the stillness in this corner of a peaceful landscape they loved.

https://honoratus20018.wordpress.com/2016/03/17/shelf-thedailypost/

Fight #TheDailyPost

It took me a long time, to understand who you were, and how it was that you came to us now, reminding me of a nearly all forgotten past. Sarah and you are one, even if herself did not see that when you first came in our lives. It is a complicated tale for us humans to fully apprehend – and yes, I know you are as human as us, only ahead of us, the being we will one day become.

https://honoratus20018.wordpress.com/2016/03/18/fight-thedailypost/

Friend #TheDailyPost

La barque mystique Mostly we kept to ourselves. Between classes we kicked the ball, or told each other stories, some true. It's the girls we were interested in, and you were, no doubt, ahead of me. They looked at us too, we knew, we could hear them giggling. It used to worry me, but not you. It would take me some years to gain the same confidence.

https://honoratus20018.wordpress.com/2016/03/21/friend-thedailypost/