hyblaean- Julie

hyblaean- Julie
Location
Chicagoish, Illinois, USA
Birthday
September 30
Bio
40; army brat; bisexual... still living with my ex partner (uhm, it's complicated?); perpetually confused, which makes me look like i'm doing a ditzy act, but actually it's not put on; middle class in cash if not culture (freaking finally); INFP/INFJ; SSRI, lithium, nicotine lozenge and caffeine dependent. Driven to laziness, odd fits of needing to 'fix' things, subthreshold hypomanic moments of productiveness (rarely) and random weirdness (often). --------------------------- If you have regular suicidal thoughts, please try lithium. It's worth a shot and has worked wonders for me.

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DECEMBER 13, 2011 3:59AM

expedience

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so, the bogeyman came to visit my floor
rode on the back of a patient
or really
in his chest
ticking time bomb
came out of his mouth
ticking ticker
but it wasn't the heart
it was the lung
stuck and stymied
pulsing
pulse falling, falling, falling
but you looked ok, walking out to the ambulance
we all wondered why they were letting you walk
expedience?
faker?
your voice on the phone, jovial, relieved, a touch embarrassed to have caused a fuss?
neither of of us knew what it was then
now though...
I wonder how calm you are now?
I've been shaking all night
my teeth going at each other like mechanical boxers
the cold has set into me
sitting here in front of my heater trying to regulate the inside from the outside
sweet jesus that was too close

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Fear, it's just a
breath away breath away
Love, sister, is just a
kiss away kiss away

beautifully painfully pieced together jules. big hug
hugs back atcha Kim :) Thanks.
Too close indeed.
Such a vivid piece.
Don't let the cold set in.
Sending warmth and hugs your way.
Thanks DiBi! (good to see you back, too)

Drinking coffee Jane, playing video games and staying up to watch the sunrise :D my version of self love.

hugs to ya both, and thanks for the visit!
I felt this piece. Hang in there.
This is an example of why you do what you do. (and I couldn't. )

Hugs you.
Thanks Lorraine :)

Sure you could Amy- you're a Mom- that's worse!
It's kind of funny ... but not ... that we can shake for such different reasons .... with cold, with fear, with relief.

My turn to hug you, dear Julie ... a big hug

Much love.
"... now though..."
Always, Julie, you touch us to our core. Always we feel your heart ... all of who you are ... feeling ... always feeling ...
May the cold be lifted ... and all the shaking ease ... inside ...
You and Romantic Poetess makes me like poetry again . It's been a long, long time. You are an excellent role model for we wanna be closet poets/esses
Too close for comfort. Intense and brilliant. Thank you.
Your stark words bring the fear of death we all carry, right to the surface. I am hoping it is a family spirit that will come get me, not the bogeyman, but since I have no faith in that, it's the bogeyman I feel too at those moments.
Early winter, stay warm Jules.
you nail this nexus of sentiments so well r.
Thanks Kate, felt that one :D

Anna, been meaning to tell you for awhile, but don't have the right words- still don't, but here goes- you bring grace to every page you visit. I've never seen you not try to reflect the best of a person back to them. I wish I was like you.

Damn!! Thanks Kate!

Zanelle, hell yeah it was- way too close. Thank you!

Lova ya Bonita Rita
Good of him to call. You capture the empathy so viscerally, Julie. You're a tender soul.
Sitting here sending you the warm sunshine outside this window Julie.
Yet cannot help admiring what you do and be thankful of it.

May peace come to you this day
on the wings of a bird
and settle in your heart forever
and ever
Well done Jules!
Hope you got warm and that you have a good holiday!
Sending you some sunshine : )
Vividly rendered, that mortal terror... Be warm, be comforted, because the bogeyman is always lurking and must be faced again...
Expedience: the most immediate benefits,
based on practical rather than moral considerations.
The only place we practice ‘morality’ anymore is
Hunched in front of a heater,
Or curled fetalwise in bed,
Paralyzed, blindly reaching out for hope that by being good
We will be spared the stark terror to come,
Whatever that may be.
Could be a lot of things.

The answer is to roll your eyes up to the heavens
And float up inside your head, dangling your body beneath you,
Protected by mindful awareness.
The worst always happens for a reason.
By expedient daily living we often miss the signs.
Less expediency. They say it is ‘living in the moment’
But it is really living in the future.
When one banishes the bogeyman, one must demand the key back. Or change the locks.

Of course he could pick 'em...

This was thought provoking...
Like this, H-J. Speaks to that universal fear we all have.
"my teeth going at each other like mechanical boxers"

love this, and your ability to nail these images.
Hugs. Smiles. Experience.

I followed aim to comment.

She may have a heart tattoo.
You may have front teeth too.
You got chatter teeth and heart.
I remember a cardiologist's heart.
She said? She had butterfly on thigh.
It was a blind date. I couldn't see it.
Very powerful piece, Julie. I hope you are okay.
you are so skilled at taking the reader into the scene, right there with the people you're writing about, standing next to one of them, touching the other's cold arm. this is really, really good, jules. hope you warm up, girl.
Sending warmth your way to wind around this chilling verse....
I hear you, for "I've been shaking all night" too.
Sending you loving thoughts and hugs, Julie.

R♥
Yikes! A false alarm or anxiety? The latter surely visited you! Happy to know all is well! Amazing, emotional roller coaster ride of a poem. Nicely done!
Wow. How powerfully told.
Funny how it's usually during the aftermath when we turn cold...
Your warm heart that cares so much is shining through here : )
Strong and hard and cold. Well done.
Rated.
Mechanical boxers. That's poetry.
Julie, you scared me, which good writing would do. Send the demons away, like your banner.
Thank guys :)
was going to write back individually, but time snuck by and I'm sure you all have moved on. This place is so good to me. The ability to come here and vent is such a balm.

“When I am with you, we stay up all night.
When you're not here, I can't go to sleep.
Praise God for those two insomnias!
And the difference between them.”
― Rumi
The boogey lives and I have read about it yet again here. Wonderful HJ. HNY to you and more.
Usually when I get to a place late, I see that Kim has pretty much said all I need to say.

Hope things are okay, better, improving, something on the positive side?