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    Everybody Knows | James
Peacock

The Old Ways | Loreena McKennitt

The pounding sea is calling me home to you
The pounding sea is calling me unto you

On a dark new year's night
On the west coast of Clare
I heard your voice singing
Your eyes danced the song
Your hands played the tune
T'was a vision before me.

We left the music behind and the dance carried on
As we stole away to the seashore
And we smelt the brine, felt the wind in our hair
And with sadness you paused.

Suddenly I knew that you'd have to go
Your world was not mine, your eyes told me so
Yet it was there I felt the crossroads of time
And I wondered why.

As we cast our gaze on the tumbling sea
A vision came o'er me
Of thundering hooves and beating wings
In clouds above.

Turning to go heard you calling my name,
Like a bird in a cage spreading its wings to fly
"The old ways are lost," you sang as you flew
And I wondered why.

The thundering waves are calling me home to you
The pounding sea is calling me home unto you

The thundering waves are calling me home to you
The pounding sea is calling me home unto you

The thundering waves are calling me home to you
The pounding sea is calling me home unto you
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    The Old Ways | Loreena McKennitt
Peacock

Memories of Places We've Never Been | The Faunts

No time to decide how far this loyalty will stretch me
Long ago if it were up to me, who knows where I'd be
Had a need for a while before you left him, whose fault, is it? We'll see
I'm not chained, free to leave, but what, what is there for me?

If I go, and I might, I'm not sure my happiness will be there
Oh well, I have to rest before we feel the need to go elsewhere
Have I died? I can't solve this, not in my care
Can one man make a difference to the task of one who's been there

Who it will hurt?
I am free to go
What will move me?
I don't really know, no

No time to decide how far this royalty will stretch me
Long ago if it were up to me, who knows where I'd be
Had a need for a while before you left him, whose fault, is it? We'll see
Well, I stay, free to leave, but what, what is there for me?

Who will it hurt?
I am free to go
What will move me?
I don't really know
Who it will hurt?
I am free to go, say
What will move me?
I don't really know

Who will it hurt?
I am free to go
What will move me?
I don't really know
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    Memories of Places We've Never Been | The Faunts
Peacock

Witches Promise | Jethro Tull

a lesson in toying with the Unseen World

Lend me your ear while I call you a fool.
You were kissed by a witch one night in the wood,
And later insisted your feelings were true.

The witches promise was cunning,
Believing he listened while laughing you flew.

Leaves falling, red, yellow, brown, all look the same,
And the love you had found lay outside in the rain,
Washed clean by the water but nursing its pain.
The witches promise was cunning,
And you're looking elsewhere for your own selfish gain.

Keep looking, keep looking for somewhere to be,
Well, you're wasting your time, they're not stupid like he is.
Meanwhile leaves are still falling, you're too blind to see.
You won't find it easy now, it's only fair.
He was willing to give to you, you didn't care.
You're waiting for more but you've already had your share.
The witches promise is turning so don't you wait up for him,
He's going to be late.
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    Witches Promise | Jethro Tull
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Clear Skies | Keane

High on the bell tower
I took my view
Over the downtown
On the avenues

Where the streets are wide
And the people thrive
And it's further to fall down
'Cause you fly so high

I've never seen such a beauty
I've never seen such clear skies
I've never seen such high hopes
I've never seen such tired eyes

And I wish that I could be
Everything you are
Everything you are

Down in the delta
The city wakes
Turns on the TV
As the levy breaks

Where the streets are burned
From the hot summer sun
And there's no where to run to
When your time has come

I've never seen such a beauty
I've never seen such clear skies
I've never seen such high hopes
I've never seen such tired eyes

Pulled the roots up piece by piece
Felt like life was watching over me
Take my pills and went to sleep
Oh, and I sang myself to sleep

And I wish that I could be
Everything you are
Everything you are
And I wish that I could see
The world the way you do
As selfishly as you

Oooh

And I wish that I could be
Everything you are
Everything you are
And I wish that I could stay
My faith the way you do
As certainly as you

Clear skies gonna fall on you
Clear skies gonna fall on you
Clear skies gonna fall on you
On you, on you.
The sky is going to fall on you
The sky
  • Current Music
    Clear Skies | Keane
furu

After the Fall

For all the waiting
The moment's here
Ripe and new
Anticipating
All these things we might do

Oh my heart
Unruly, foolish and true
Undiscovered
Like the dark side of the sun
Where we are once and for all
Where will we run
After the fall

Now there's this distance
Way beyond my command
A world of whispers
Things I don't understand

Things we begun
Savage, selfish and sure
We bit the apple
Its electrifying thrall
And we are once and for all
Where will we run
After the fall

Oh, my heart
For all these things that we're not
Undiscovered
Like the dark side of the sun
Where we are once and for all
Where will we run
After the fall
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    After the Fall | Cousteau
furu

all of my love, all of my love, all of my love to you now

I can finally look at the picture I posted with Lu's eulogy without breaking into tears. That pic is my new desktop at work.

I was checking our digital camera to see what pictures were on there - my mother-in-law called and wanted copies of the pictures we took of our niece when we visited - and I discovered two pictures of Lulu that I'd taken the day before she died. She was curled up on the bed and seemed so very tired but less restless than she'd been, and I thought at the time what a lovely picture of peace she seemed, so I grabbed the camera and took two shots. I am glad I did.

We also took pictures of her grave the day after the funeral, since it was probably around 9pm when we buried her. My mother had paving stones and scalloped stone edgers for us to put on the grave, to keep animals from digging Lu up. My father had the hole dug before we got there, digging in the rain and the dark. My mother-in-law came out for the funeral, and in a rare show of emotion (she tends to be very practical and rather stoic) broke down and cried. Whether she cried for us or for Lulu or for both, I don't know, but I sure appreciated that show of affection. El C and I buried our girl together, covering her grave.

We're doing alright. We can now both talk about her without breaking into tears, and at the suggestion of one of our Asatru friends, we are observing a little ritual for Lu every night: for nine nights we will burn a candle for our little girl. The Captain wanted to find a mint-scented candle, since Lu was very fond of mint scents (she would often get in our faces after we'd brushed our teeth), but we couldn't find one. When the Christmas season comes around I plan to buy a bunch of peppermint candles, in remembrance of her, to burn on the anniversaries of her birth and death.

I am, despite all my talk and affectation, nothing more than an eternally tenderhearted girl, somewhat sentimental, and, I would like to think, unfailingly loyal to those that I love, great and small.

The Captain and I agree - much of our ability to cope has arisen from the unwavering kindness and support that we've received from friends and family. The outpouring of affection has been phenomenal, and we greatly appreciate it. So we thank all of you for your thoughts and prayers, concern and support, all the offers of "anything you need, don't hesitate to ask." And we hope to be able to repay the kindness to all of you.
  • Current Music
    All of My Love | Led Zeppelin
christmas lights

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Our good girl is gone.

She was born around Father's Day in 2003. We adopted her and her twin brother Stewart later that summer. She swiftly became, and remained until the end, a bona fide daddy's girl. Lu had all the poise of her namesake, the black mage Lulu from the Final Fantasy X series, and yet all the spaziness of Rikku, from FFX, as well.

She loved sleeping on her daddy, or sleeping between us under the covers. She loved her soft triangle toy, with which she was buried. She was a sweet girl who hated thunderstorms and loved sitting by the front window; she hated having her claws trimmed and loved playing in the tub after her dad or mom had showered.

She passed Tuesday evening, June 29, quietly, at the age of seven, with her parents in attendance. She was buried later that night in Raymond, at her grandparents' country estate.

She is survived by her parents, her twin brother Stewart Houdini, her sister Fran Collette, and her brother Tigerbot Hesh, various aunts, uncles, and cousins, and grandparents.

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She went down real fast - within a week she got sick and died. In the last 24 hours she went downhill alarmingly fast. Overnight she lost sight in one eye, and I suspect she'd been without olfactory senses for a few days, too. While we were discussing our options with the vet, she started seizing, from which she did not really recover. She began losing muscle control. She continued to hiss at the vet and the techs, but never us. She always seemed to know us, even at the end.

The vet, Dr. Joel Young of Ouachita Pet Clinic, was very kind and, until Lu started seizing, patiently described his suspicions and our options. When she began seizing, he still didn't suggest euthanasia, but he did not lie to us. He stayed late at the clinic so we could talk to him, and stayed even later to ease her passing.

Her recent problems wiped out our bank account; he knew that ahead of time, and is still working with us on a payment plan. Dr. Young was and is so very kind.

He suspects that she was suffering from a parasite in the brain, a lesion in the brain, or cancer in the brain, but we don't know for sure. She started having neurological problems towards the end. Most likely, it was cancer, a very quick metastasizing cancer. She was not, to our knowledge, in any pain.

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She was and always will be our good girl.

Peacock

-*-=Bouncing Off Clouds=-*-

Bouncing off of clouds we were
Is there a love "Lost and Found"

Make it easy
Make this easy
It's not as heavy as it seems
Wrapped in metal
Wrapped in ivy
Paint it in mint ice cream

We could be bouncing off the top of this cloud
I'll put on my silver
We could be bouncing off the top of this cloud

Failure to respond but
I did; but did you listen?

Bouncing off the top of this cloud
I'll put on my silver
About what you said, has it come to this?
I'll put on my silver
Bouncing off the top of this cloud

Well you can stare all day at the sky
But that won't bring her back
That won't bring her back
You say you're waiting on fate
But I think fate is now
I think fate is now
Waiting on us

Make it easy
Easy easy
We could make this easy
Easy love easy
We could make this easy
Make this easy
It's not as heavy as it seems
Wrapped in metal
Wrapped in ivy
Blue umbrellas now smiling

We could be bouncing off the top of this cloud
I'll put on my silver
About what you said, has it come to this?
I'll put on my silver

Bouncing off the top of this cloud
I'll put on my silver
About what you said, has it come to this?
I'll put on my silver
Bouncing off the top of this cloud

Bouncing off of clouds we were
  • Current Music
    Bouncing Off Clouds | Tori Amos