Streetlight - Blog Posts

https://mantelsroman.wordpress.com/2018/02/24/fordelen-ved-fiktiv-symbiose/ Danish prose. Short summary / english version: I'm walking along this road, not quite sure if I'm awake or asleep. Anyway, an american native is entering the picture, also maybe a dog, or is it a bicycle? I'm trying hard to focus on reality, but can't tell what is real and what is my imagination of reality. Or if there's any difference. Not sure if it matters at all. Not sure if I matter. THEN my saviour happens to wrinkle his way out of my fictive world. Putting things straight, even though he himself is an unfinished story. Me telling him is still in progress. Despite that, he guides me through the mess of mixed reality and fiction. And I happily accept, that my real worlds are nothing but that. Fictive. So the symbiosis of my fictive figure and me works perfect. No more stray indians or wobbling bicycles or maybe-dogs. Just me walking on a road. Or rather, me telling the story of me walking on a road. Am I being told. The indian drops down behind the horizon. Ahead of me, and then something with mirrors. But that might just be fiction. #https://mantelsroman.wordpress.com/2018/02/24/fordelen-ved-fiktiv-symbiose/ #mantelmomento #danielmantel #laurieandthestoryof #primeiroproximopasso (Yes, right: The person that helps me on my way...) #filtered #prose #danish #novelinthemaking #reality #fiction #mix (On quite some levels) #road #night #streetlight #justanotherspinofffromtherealstoryaboutsenhorpassoandlaurieandmeandalotofotherpeoplethroughmanyyearsturningintoanovelthatmightnotbefinisheduntill2020or21idontknow (Usual one-off hashtag...) (her: On My Way)

The English

Streetlights changing

Shooting me into the past

Watching small raindrops collect

While I cannot collect my thoughts

Making it look like the glass is chipping

Until the windshield glasses over in a mosaic

Feeling the cold slipping in but I don’t mind

Feeling a shiver creep up my back

Reminding me of you

I take a breath

And I grab my bag and pretend that I'm putting on my armor

Suiting up

To go riding on a drunken horse, slipping on mud

While holding my breath underwater

And the English have longbows

It’s raining arrows that point me in the wrong direction

This is night

This is what I wanted

Now that I have it

I miss the struggle

Streetlight Spotlight

The time that I don't mind the spotlight,

Is at night,

Under a streetlight

Streetlight loneliness,

It isn't as bad as it sounds

I'm free to dance and spin,

With the fireflies

I don't know if they are staying around for the funny show...

But I do think they want an encore

So I give them a content smile

Because if there's one thing that I've learned from theater,

It's to never forget to smile

Sometimes I jump from one spotlight to another,

And chase after the moths like a dog chasing a squirrel

And night after night I can feel winter making it's arrival in the air

But the spotlight looks just as warm as before,

With its yellow light

And I know that tonight

I shall let sleep consume me

While I'm sandwiched between my,

Warm blankets

Sometimes, Life Doesn't give you a Clear Direction..😊🚦 . #brooklyn #newyork #brooklynstreets #usa #streetlight #streetlights #life #confused #signal #confusing #red #walksign #stopsign #brooklynnyc #photooninstagram #photooftheday #photo #iphonegraphy #iphoneography #iphoneogram (at Brooklyn, New York)