Thursday, April 19, 2012


Q is for Quiescent

Barrage of ideas rain down to pierce the magic of the day, and the brain drowns in incessant hustle.
That's when the day starts looking like it’s filled with molasses. Mental movement gets slower and slower. And that’s when I know.
I know I need time like the bears or badgers.  A time for a dormant indulgence.
A time for languorous slowing down.
It’s a feeling that creeps up on me, true to its nature. A slow languorous crawl into my brain when it was running like chicken being chased around.
I've noticed that ideas don’t just walk in the door of a noisy party. It waits for an indolent time, then floats in, sometimes not even waiting to knock. It’s in the quiescent feelings that the best moments of life reside. 

18 comments:

  1. Love the picture of thoughts raining down..

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  2. Nice. I feel that "I need time like the bears or badgers" often times myself.

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    1. Thanks Amanda! They're nice and cuddly-looking too. :)

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  3. Ahhhh. A day filled with molasses!

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  4. Very poetically written :) I can relate, very well, to the feelings in this blog entry.

    ~ Rhonda Parrish

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  5. "Mental movement gets slower and slower." I like that. Great writing!

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  6. I like the images your prose paints. Very relatable and beautiful. Congrats!

    From Diary of a Writer in Progress

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  7. Wonderfully poetic! And I just love the word quiescent for some reason lol

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  8. "I've noticed that ideas don’t just walk in the door of a noisy party."
    True that. I had to break my head to come with some blog posts.
    Nice blog title! :-)

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  9. Lovely post! Oh, how I await my quiescent moment...

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    1. Thanks, Geeta, we all love those moments don't we!

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