Marcella is a girl so mocked, she enjoys it.
I see her in the window of a high-rise in London,
Where by day, the sun is sulfur yellow,
Clings to skin and streaming eyes,
And by night, heads are down and stars shine black
And dull as a November London road.
Marcella, you are the only moon I see here,
Your face and hair glowing like a china doll in a wedding veil,
The white against shadowed streets,
The headlights and streetlamps glare at hooded city stalkers,
Never looking up at people like you, the pure light, La Luna,
Marcella, your eyes seem to speak truths of this city
That airwaves and black print cannot:
Red, yes, that's the colour of a blunt blockade,
The beefy bloke who bars us from going further,
Red is the pestilence of London, smiling and shooting streamers in the streets,
All the while crushing and compressing until we're cold.
Marcella, sometimes I wish I could coax you down from your nest,
Show you the steel concrete chaos that your sight has survived.
It's intimate here, I'll give you that,
But the stars remain anxious for awe-struck eyes,
Lights can be dazzling, claustrophobic and pressuring,
But stars wait forever for our smiles.
Funny-looking Marcella, but in a nature-lover's way,
This maze: Where each twist and turn is a park or a book or a new song,
Where each needle of fern is a final notice or a corporate climber,
You can follow me. Take my hand.
Marcella, take my ticket. Board a train and run.
Pretty birds like you don't belong in the city,
Where vultures of all natures watch hungrily for prey.
Just promise to find the right flock, and fly.
When you walk among the stars
You cannot see the earth below
All its beauty, lost forever
Unseen, unheard amid the glow
You have to step outside yourself
Look around, breathe your first
There's so much more to be had
If you come down to the earth
When you walk among the stars
The glare is bright enough to blind
And you'll miss the wonders of the world
If you're stuck admiring your sky.
am I nothing but broken bones? is this beating heart nothing but a burden to myself & everyone I meet..?
as I walk through this valley alone..
the shadows become something i've well known.
your eyes, they magnetize.. the fear in my soul is screaming out "lies!"
where should I try to hide..?
the clouds hang above, as the river i'm crossing over continues to flow..
if I were to fall, would anyone ever know? slipping away from it all, even myself..
glancing at these hands, I wonder what would be different if I was somebody else..
this forest goes farther than the birds & the trees..
this grass grows taller than below our knees..
my fate is an open wound.. bleeding.. bruised.. cut & used..
where am I going..? what am I to do..?
too many questions within me.. are we all our own worst enemy..?
on the top of this hill, the sunrise & fall reminds me of Gods undying love..
every memory that follows behind is purpose-less..
how could you think you know me better than I know myself?
every word you spew is worthless..
dreams are like looking through stained glass..
all different shapes, colors, hues..
why would you want to watch them shatter.. how could it not matter!?
one thing to remember.. don't give your love away, for the sake of saving someone else...
path after path, turn upon turn.. we struggle, maybe learn..
I stare into space & wait.. for something, i'll never know exactly what...
ashes have become of these fantasies..
careful not to let the blood of the past stain what is of my today..
dancing around the casualties.. murder my misery.
shed a tear for everything that used to be & let it all blow far over me.
if only we could all perfectly mend these wounds..
fragilties of life, scars of death..
the last time you close your eyes... that very last breath..
black night sky with stars so electric..
fragrant & soothing, my boat keeps moving..
row, row, drift away..
feet in the dirt but i'm being pulled astray..
the current so strong & winds full force.
the ocean is taking it's course..
beneath the misty swamp, stirs disarray..
where Satan's children go to play..
one by one, two by two.. sinking to the bottom.
he's a theif, can't you tell..?
reeking of that evil smell..
naive indeed as you let him feed..
you act as if life has turned you to this bad seed..
fool, you did it to yourself...
why blame someone else?
& finally I jump in the river to drown..
reaching out for my savior, not because i'm in danger..
I need to be taken from this earth.. I smile because i'm hurt...
when my feet hit the river floor, i'll close my eyes, & open the doors..
a light shone through, my hope for God was true...
I embrace... soon free... this body was never me.
mystical magical words
of love,
bring me the child in all.
mystical magical child within,
remind me,
unblind me
to my essence
again.
mystical magical
moonlit night,
let blankets of
moonbeams
restore my sight.
mystics in poetry,
angels of rhyme,
shower me,
empower me,
twirl love
to infinity,
your gentleness is
grace so sublime!
Inspired by Allets
©
http://www.postpoems.org/authors/allets/poem/961824]
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Stars gather then drift-
Wandering in the endless sea of fascination.
Polishing fellow seekers with their dust of wonder.
Sparkle-
Adorn, those who are blessed to come in contact.
... Do you see them?
Glisten.
Craddled in the hands of the solar system.
Have you heard them?
Sadly, these beams go unseen.
For you'd rather glide alone.
For with every glistening speck of wisdom,
That will shine upon the lapels of your bodice,
Adorning your gracious and bountiful bosom,
So too, will you carry the weight of it's worth,
For as we taste the nectar of life's tomorrows,
We will surely even the scales for our mirth.
4:46 PM 6/24/2013 ©
...
What would it take
what would it take to make you mine
can i have a second
a second of your time
or maybe just a dance
a dance for two under the stars
i want to vacation in the warmth
the warmth inside your arms
On the rooftops in Seattle
or lake michigans cold shores
i don't care where we go
as long as baby, i'm yours.
.....................
The universe holds me,
Gently in it's arms,
Lovingly, with the grace of angels,
Stardust sprinkled upon my tired brow.
The universe holds me.
The universe warms me,
Kindly, with it's luster,
Blankets of billowing clouds,
And whispering winds that feel cool
Upon my heated beads of sweat
Sustained through growing pains
And open wounds.
The universe holds me.
The universe morphs my human frailties
Tenderly, like swirling colors of the rainbows
That shine their golden mist upon the greenest hillsides,
Donning light upon the flowers on its rolling breasts,
Transforming solid ground
To birth the dreams of cherubs' quests.
The universe holds me.
The universe holds me,
In darkest night,
When life has left and all is withered,
Dreams, once shining stars of fire
Now turned to ash by life's demands,
I wake to find the universe,
So devotedly, tucked safely in my hands.
1:02 AM 5/27/2013 ©
when i am with
you, every breath is
like a vacation
to another exotic place,
every smile makes
my heart dance ,
every kiss reminds
me of the infinity
i saw in your eyes
on the day we met.
the memories slip
into my days and nights
like the spaces between
the stars and planets
gently cradling time,
and when we are
together, the earth
seems to move
as we unfold and
arrange this universe
that has grown to
become us.
5:12 AM 5/9/2013 ©