Thursday, April 30, 2009
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The Saga of Trust
Living in the fear of loneliness,
a black wall compressing itself inward.
Your voice calls out and tells me this ‘truth’,
but I’m too obsessed to believe it so.
The bottle of this water freezes over as I sit,
thinking of you and all of these promises,
laid out like a deck of cards with both red and black suits-
the colors never matter, only their faces.
A worry tremor can be heard through the phone,
the dial tones become annoying after a few minutes.
This is the saga of somebody who is caught
between her sanity and the love she feels,
What good is a life when you are running around
never knowing what is real and what is not?
I am here in this same old room
patted down with strange bright lights,
it’s like an interrogation of the soul
Resided on by yours truly and the other lovers.
Of all the stables in my life I choose to lean on you,
a thicket of wheat tumbling with no direction in these winds.
Fly solo instead of flying haywire.
Is that really so? I have learned again;
It is my own inability to trust that holds me back,
holds back the ability to feel perfectly okay.
I should take your word for it and everything else,
have faith in this humanity I keep trying to save,
Maybe then one day they will start to have faith in me.
I have come to these mere conclusions,
that life is better lived in honesty
So at first believe that all whom you encounter are honest.
Simple?
I will no longer question but feel comforted with your answers.
This is my saga, care to join in?
A certain film entices the damaged, the lost,
the wounded of what is in your head
(a twisted image between these walls,
painted cleverly by your rivals).
I will sit and watch with the clocks ticking by,
holding your hand like a runaway child,
For being here is better than on the other side of you.
Wednesday, April 29, 2009
Wondering...
Thursday, December 28, 2006
ANGER!!!
bubbling up like a storm
overwhelming tearsdripping down like rain
glistening upon the heart
as love disappears
breaking waves
learning who he said he was
wasn't who he was
lying
anger sprouting from the soul within
anger threatening to erupt into a whirlwind of emotions
breaking apart the foundation
of the soulstarting again
why me?
temptation to curl up and just disappear
into a hole of self-pity
breaking down the wall
anger
lashing out at everyone and everything
spilling over the tears
of the heart
Wednesday, March 02, 2005
Blessings..
( after writing this post I realized what a parents love is for their child, it's also dedicated to both my parents who have been the ray of hope and strength in my life, I love you mom & dad)
Thursday, February 17, 2005
Quote..
"Tomorrow is not promised, nor is today. So I choose to celebrate every day I'm alive by being present in it. Living in the present means letting go of the past and not waiting for the future"
Oprah Winfrey
Wednesday, February 16, 2005
In the winds of heavens she danced...
Remember to let the winds of heaven dance between you as this new relationship evolves. There will be a gradual development and steady progress as this relationship undergoes changes. You have progressed far enough to feel safety in your position. Face the future reassured that you are where you are supposed to be at this point in the relationship. This is a time of non-action, time not to make decisions. Deep transformational forces are at work now. This will strengthen your ability to wait and play it out. Let go and reclaim your power. There are considerable frustrations in your life. Doubtful situations are abundant and come in many forms. You have the opportunity to recognize where your true nourishment lies. Dispel the darkness that somehow has been clouding your life. This is a time of joy and light. There will be a mutual opening in your relationship, the timekeeper allows the awareness of light between you both again. This opening is for seriousness, clear intent and concentration. This is a time to restore balance, practice restraint. Time opens up new beginnings within every relationship.
Love is quiet understanding and mature acceptance of imperfection. It gives you strength and grows beyond you. You are warmed by his presence no matter what or who he is with. Love is patience. Love is friendship. Love is trust. Love is real.
You know who you are and what inspired this...
Tuesday, February 15, 2005
Magic...
My works reflects this magic or energy, the essence of my soul. I only create what is in my head, I see beauty in every day things and I try to create that beauty in the form of art as to express that beauty so that others may see the shimmering energy which is the music of my soul.
Magic is the music in your head, the words that take shape to form a story, a thought, a post, a poem, a design. Magic is the dance in your step, the performance in your heart. Magic is all around us, open up your eyes and see the world through the shimmering energy of magic, magic happens. You only need to look for it. I believe that magic happens and everything happens for a reason.
Being with him is also magic...that shimmers as the north star in my life..guides me through darkness and despair..it was magic when i first saw him..magic when we first spoke...magic surrounds us..in the laps of our mothers..in the hands of our friends..in the closed fists of our children..in the smiles of our siblings...all is but magic..shimmering magic that glitters through the night...
Shimmering Energy
Poetry that speaks from the heart
broken marble perhaps my ocean
Trust her secret magic for this web remembers translucent peace
learn the sacred rhythm of her universe
celebrate and embrace the healing breeze
Linger long
for their ghost work must seep and voice to
drink blue air down like brilliant smoke
For women did bring life wet and warm changing old from young
flowering home was glass
but every blush delicious eternity
Kissing thy naked man with soft tender breath
streams deep open desire
piercing blind fire in my sky
flowing shimmering clouds of energy