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in the shadows

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in the shadows of this thing
my heart sits still
beating, waiting, watching
singing through the waves
that flow now
fear, anger, pain, doubt
vibrations of love, embracing them all
soothing the sore and troubled spots
until my voice gives way to light
and I can speak again
in the shadows of this being
this uncontrollable urge and shift
my mind waits, covered in compassion
and faith in understanding
and in the shadows of this time
my spirit has found wings
bright, lithe and full of new hope
the coming of change rings upon
soft bells of wondering
and all that we have come to know
torn down by what simply IS

kristy

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I dreamt of her again, my old friend
she was like she had always been
careful, mysterious
she comes to me sometimes from beyond
never with a thing to say
but always with intent
I am searching now for answers
that line her quiet mouth
her curly hair
all is changing, lost now upon the
rocks of time
we flow into an unknown
and she, with me, in dream
showing me how lost I have become
how lonesome this path
and how far i have walked
the veils are lifting yet more
opening doors into the darkness of soul
I remain captive yet, inside this mind
waiting for truth to be revealed

Timelessness of being

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memories are echoes that live
inside the mind
poking and prodding at the present
needy and selfish…
my dreams swim within the vast sea
of time; past present and future
bits of one tune, sung over and over
until my heart finally hears its entirety-
I’ve looked for you, for so long now
my dearest beloved self
my dearest and closest lover
i hold my breath and swim for hours on end
hoping to catch a glimpse of your beauty
to touch your vibration
and merge with it
yet, trapped still, within this form
within this construct of the now
i am forced to sit and find peace instead
perhaps when i awaken from this dream
my heart will understand
that you’ve been here, all along
memory and echo hold no sway
within the timelessness of being

But a tune

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the light is returning, though within me
the lingering darkness yet gives way
deep within the basement of my being
lies traumas and truths
i linger with them, finger them, try to love them
yet there is no embrace that will salve
the throbbing loss that exists yet-
my heart, given over to the shadows
of threat and dis-ease
steadily remains unfazed
like liquid with a soul, she flows…
yet above her, sitting in wait
watching the sky shift colors
and the moon dance within her growing
shrinking, changing nature
I realize that i am but a tune in this song,
i am but a word, blown across this plane
waiting to rejoin what i remember before
the suffering took hold in darkness
and my body retreated to the void
of simply being human….

suckling

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floating dreams; images circling
clearing paths of truth and communion
heart and mind at odds with deeper understanding
what will come when they wash away these stains?
what will replace this longing?
this voice, quieted by the lies that choke it,
and dependence on a splitting of self
two sides of a being, tearing itself to get over
and conquer
what will come when the light strips bare
all that has hidden inside the shadows?
what monster lingers inside darkness?
my heart is being eaten by itself
urging me to devour myself
over and over again
oh, exacting history be damned now, your
traumas can not hold you anymore
you are naked now and I will suckle you
until you slowly drift from my being
and return to where you can do no more harm

Droplets fall

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It’s a slow drip
This heart of mine
Slowly methodically drip drip drip
I hear it within me, leaking
This heart! A leaking ship!
My hands rush to catch the droplets
And pull back in disgust
A symphony of running, catching, wasting
Washing; echoes seeping, dripping
Dropping-
My mind a-flutter with madness
Tapping memories of pains long passed
Still this drip, cleanse the soul!
And yet I sit, waiting still
For the next droplet from my heart
to gently fall

Golden gods

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golden gods, statue standing upon sky
what would you have done?
would you use my opening heart
for foolish play, as you have countless times before?
would you lay my body down, to do what you may
and then vanish again into night’s cold embrace?
golden gods, watching this play unfold
would you linger within me for a time
to taste my sweet endeavors?
you! who are lost upon the sands of a time
once so fresh and new
but now nothing but a ruin upon the mountain side-
and i, searching now for remnants of what
might have been would you have ascended
this heart beyond foolhardy deeds,
will simply decide to walk away
for your apathy wears not upon my soul

innocence

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my heart sits by the door
waiting to be invited inside
she licks her wounds, pain and pleasure
swirling inside like a tyrant, a storm
this tempest that rages within the quiet
of her inner chambers
longingful darkness settles
as echoes whisper to her that she is lacking
that she is used up, that she is simple
he dipped his hand into her breast
his fingers moving, and dancing inside her
hate and pain, poisoning each beat and breath
confusioned mixture, an elixir of pleasure
tinging her outer limit with hate
i have watched this heart of mine for too long
suffering at the doorstep of my home
ive begged her to come inside
yet still she sits, waiting to be forgiven
for the pain she played as they groped innocence
from her giving fingers

Folds of time

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Let loose your grip
And everything will fall into place
Rest resides within
Fear feeds upon the wicked
As raindrops fall upon anointed heads
It will all come crashing down
In a thunderous boom

Nowhere left to hide
We stand before truth
Uncovered and vulnerable
Naked of all but balance
Where does the dim light hide?
Deeds are not forsaken
But energy in the folds of time

Lost today

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The world looks cloudy today
My eyes cannot see the ground
A blanket of grey fear covers the sun
And anger returns after a long absence-
Words and echoes fill my head
Until I cannot speak or think
The sounds of severe faces, screaming
Whip around; leaves caught in the wind-
I shine my light, small that it is
Into the void and storm
Searching for survivors, my guides
Fly beside me, wolf and hawk as feathers fall
Lost, I lament, all feels lost today