Tag: poetry

Humanity

The world within
Dark and void
Holds echoes of past truth
Ancestor consciousness
Clarity
Within the safety of this silence
I abide
With my doubt and loneliness
With my suffering
At my side
The world opens to rainbows
Of singing light
And I am lost to my own
Deep truths
Listen and you may hear me
Within you too
This voice that reaches deep
Into this void of truth
And pulls at the heart of
Humanity

Flying

I stretch and strain to find the light
Reaching into the far corners of my being
Growing towards something
I cannot see
But somehow know is there
I release the hold my ego has
Upon my soul
And take flight- On unsure wings
I fly
Bursting through clouds and winds
I am nothing- as light as a smile
And free as the echoes that
Linger still in the past of my mind
Without fear I glide
Towards that which I cannot see
And into a beyond yet to be

thought

Inner child’s voice

Without clear thought
The mind is muddled
Too many words spinning
Tying and untying knot after knot
The deeper the wound is touched
The tighter the threads are locked
This inner child raises her voice
Only to be drowned out by the clamoring
Of thought
So many times she’s tried to tell
And so many times she’s failed
It’s my own fault
Traumas run deep and come out dirty
My mind would rather block it out
With words- images- confusion
Until i completely lose the plot
And walk away

Waiting for darkness to pass

Beneath this fear- doubt rages
She is a tempest of dark
And swirling energy
I hold my breath, close my eyes
But I can still feel her winds
Upon my breast
Her stench within my nose
I am blinded by her
Binded by her
She is me-
unraveled and ugly to behold
This nothingness and lack
This worthless and unworthy
What will become of me?
I fight still her whispers-
Her secret reminders
That I will never be enough
My heart is bleeding from her sweet
Sweet nothing
And all I can do is wait for this
Darkness to pass

darkness and storms

This insufferable lack of ease
Spinning in my mind
And over my face; jaw locked tight
Anger just below ready to ignite
All masking this despair I feel
This darkness of inadequacy
This hatred of self
My body sits so tightly
Expecting attack
Ready to advance upon my own heart
What can be done in the face of such energy?
Yet still, I wait for the storms to pass
I linger with the ever explosive-
Inside the darkness I am quietly waiting
For the sun to shine
So I can bury my dead and heal my injured
And smile once again

Dissolve away

This body is sick with fear
And covered in anger
Red glowing embers reach into nostril
Choking down thought and throat
I am captive of it
Their rebellion of body and emotion
My teeth grind
I sit here and watch the horror
Of green and red explosions
They even took hold in my back
Setting camp by a shoulder blade
Such destruction they lay-
I remember to relax my grinding teeth
And tell myself it’s okay
All things dissipate in time
So I will not fight the pain, the dissension
With more pain and control
But rather I will look upon this body with love
And wait for the tantrum to lose strength
And dissolve away

Droplets fall

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

Folds of time

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

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

A small king

I am but a very small king, standing upon a very tall wall
My heart, aflutter with hope and fear
as I look out into what is now a new landscape
what lingers within the branches of that great forest?
what awaits me once i figure out how to climb down?
what rope will foster me as i descend?
how will i know to keep my golden crown in place-
so small am i now, peering upon the land of my ancestors
death and disease hold no sway
as birds fly above me, large and imposing
I am but a tiny speck upon this growing land
my voice, a miniature song waiting to be replayed
and as i give my heart over to the abundance
upon which my eyes now feast,
I am reminded of this ending, now a beginning
where I might finally see my own face