This window fan, in the darkness,
sings a sweet melody
of white noise to me tonight….
As cars fly by outside,
splashing the new fallen puddles of rain
collected from the storm that just passed,
I think of how cleansing the lightening was
to the heavy, dull air…
Wondering now, perhaps, when my own
storm might come to free me from the heaviness of my own heart.
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your ruse
I once thought that your fire
would burn within me like blaze,
un-contained,
and I longed to be scorched by that energy;
and now that the flames of your fire,
are but smoke in my hand,
i understand you were simply, a ruse,
to which my own power was surrendering
soul touching
You buried your face in my hair
and told me it smelled of leather;
your hands searched my fingers
and the lines of my waist
holding on as if this one time
was the last time
you would touch me…
and I decided to let you in
because the fire in your heart
burned an imprint of your energy
upon my soul
a greater fate
morning glory vines
fed by an outcry of emotional discontent
climb, wind and stretch
to find the light that lingers within
the power of my own intuition..
and its this longing for clarity
that allows emotions to quietly strangle
that which they strive to emulate
oh! that i could allow feelings a safe
place to wind towards the light
that would not sacrifice the voice
within me that might lead me towards
a greater fate….
covets
I have a darkness
that runs deep within me
buried like a well
to feed the pain inside;
The deepness runs through
space and time
securing my fears back
beyond this life…
And I linger here now
trying to make sense of this darkness
that covets me so
sea of love
I tipped my boat
In the sea of love
So I could take a swim
It was colder than I anticipated
And the waves of longing
That had built up within
Were darkened by emotions
That I had not thought given
So I lay upon the drifting waves
Letting memories in
Hoping that in my silence
The sun would shine again
will you?
Do you love me enough
to wait for my broken mind
to mend?
Do you love me enough
to decide to start over,
try again?
Do you feel for me like you used to
even when the storms
rage within?
Will you choose to love me
Until the end?
seems to me
it seems to me
that every time i look for myself
i get caught staring into the mirror
of another
as if their eyes are deeper than mine
as if their lips are fuller
and their lines are finer
and I wonder why the reflection
that is my own
is not enough for me
duality
the quiet in my mind
is only matched by the
screaming of my heart…
I long for the day when the duality
that lies within my soul
be replaced by a singular
self acceptance
snake oil
You rode into town
on a beautiful white steed
and promised me the stars-
packed neatly in a bottle
of snake oil
And I bought it from you…
the cost was my heart-
which I paid to you quite generously
the SIBYL'S SONG 