tiny notebook musings III

 • • nine • •

I try too hard to make the words pretty; lose the truth in the shine of my polished poetics. A time and place for that. I need to be present to make it real.

Less romanticizing to the point of rose-tinted-ness. You have to love the boring parts, the ugly parts, the crying-shrieking-empty parts. They come back into a beautiful line of days, again and again.

• • ten • •

The slouching, withered stick in my yard is a rose. One week of consistent watering, and I stepped out into the morning sun to find a perfect, deep-pink bud tucked up and sleeping. Just a little bit of love to make some things thrive.

Why does that surprise me? A sprinkle of effort and attention - a faulty garden-hose worth of love - to reap endless rewards. Why do I find myself in the same stage of forgetting? Water things to see them grow. It’s as simple as that.

• • eleven • •

I dearly love the shoreline between sleep and waking: that perfect liminal space where I am tethered or floating in equal measures. The waves of dreams crest lightly over me on the sun-warmed sand, which is made up of pillows and sheets. Nightfish - soft, crystalline, blue - crawl or swim ashore, then vanish into the light of day.

The waters do not threaten to pull me under. They pass over me in slow, chimeric spirals.

• • twelve • •

Notes from observering the house I pass by on the way home: frequently, a curious and ever-revolving cast of stray cats. Chickens, sometimes, or goats. At times, I slow down to talk to them through the passenger window, though they rarely acknowledge my interruption of their earnest foraging.

There’s a hammock strung from the center-most tree. When it rains, I see a silhouette beneath, arms folded thoughtfully behind their head as they gaze up at that grand canopy: their homegrown umbrella, their green-tinged oasis.

reverie v. reality

17 Jul 2025 at 00:31

lantern

I dreamt the moon fell
from the sky, into
my hands, and you
were in it: little lightning
bug in a clear jar. I shook
you once, twice; cried
and kissed the glass
as apology; said sorry
in my mind, but not aloud;
looked for the catch or clasp
and - finding none - set you
in my purse (unzipped)
and walked us home.

reverie v. reality

15 Jul 2025 at 21:52



Refresh complete

ReloadX
Home
(137) All feeds

Last 24 hours
Download OPML
A Very Good Blog by Keenan
*
A Working Library
Alastair Johnston
Anna Havron
Annie
Annie Mueller
Apple Annie's Weblog
*
Articles – Dan Q
*
Baty.net posts
bgfay
Bix Dot Blog
Brandon's Journal
*
Chris Coyier
Chris Lovie-Tyler
Chris McLeod's blog
*
Colin Devroe
*
Colin Walker – Daily Feed
Content on Kwon.nyc
Crazy Stupid Tech
daverupert.com
Dino's Journal 📖
dispatches
dominikhofer dot me
*
Dragoncatcher the blog
Excursions
Flashing Palely in the Margins
Floating Flinders
For You
*
Frank Meeuwsen
frittiert.es
Hello! on Alan Ralph
*
Human Stuff from Lisa Olivera
inessential.com
*
jabel
*
Jake LaCaze
James Van Dyne
*
Jan-Lukas Else
*
Jim Nielsen's Blog
Jo's Blog
*
Kev Quirk
lili's musings
*
Live & Learn
Lucy Bellwood
Maggie Appleton
*
Manton Reece
*
Manu's Feed
Matt's Blog
maya.land
*
Meadow
*
Minutes to Midnight RSS feed
Nicky's Blog
*
Notes – Dan Q
*
On my Om
Own Your Web
Paul's Dev Notes
QC RSS
rebeccatoh.co
*
reverie v. reality
*
Rhoneisms
ribbonfarm
Robert Birming
*
Robert Birming
*
Robin Rendle
Robin Rendle
*
Sara Joy
*
Scripting News for email
Sentiers – Blog
*
Simon Collison | Articles & Stream
strandlines
Tangible Life
the dream machine
*
The Torment Nexus
*
thejaymo
theunderground.blog
Thoughtless Ramblings
tomcritchlow.com
*
Tracy Durnell
*
Winnie Lim
*
yours, tiramisu

About Reader


Reader is a public/private RSS & Atom feed reader.


The page is publicly available but all admin and post actions are gated behind login checks. Anyone is welcome to come and have a look at what feeds are listed — the posts visible will be everything within the last week and be unaffected by my read/unread status.


Reader currently updates every six hours.


Close

Search




x
Colin Walker Colin Walker colin@colinwalker.blog