Editing - rough draft
Memoirs
Appreciation comes so voluntarily
it smartens my heart
and
memories.
mundane ,horrific and wonderful
as you say,
let our lovely memories
as fresh as ever stay
for the remembrance of the past
does not ever evanesce
but does last
till memory is watered
and
twill you amaze
I can recall my very first birthday.
don't laugh,
memories will never vanish
they always will stay
until life itself
fades away'.
Two parts from the same inspiration
Stepping into the sky
Three days ago
Three clouds made stepping stones
into the sea of the sky, like lace beside me
flowing in a dance of soft warm downies buffeting my face
and through them I was cleansed and filled with grace
as suspended on the surface so divinely blue
I tried to grasp at handfulls of the hue
its tangible silky trace of moving particles a dew in air
Shaman, Shaman dance for me
for I need your magic now
as sure death grows within me
use ancestors' knowing how
O great Shaman cast your spell
in this dim lit house of glass
ban what makes me fell unwell
I'm not ready yet to pass
Shaman....Doctor mix your potions
bite me with needles of steel
let machines of wonder record the motions
of doom pulsing from crown to heel
USELESS THINGS
There was a time
I do believe you cared.
but in that time
you didn’t care enough.
and when the beast
struck me hard this time
you left me far behind
last in line
of all others.
It’s easy to throw away
useless things
unnecessary
and broken things
but I say
I will dance on many graves
before the day
they lay me in mine
What strength will you give me,
When I am old and frail,
When I want to do things,
That my body won’t let me,
What strength will you give me?
What warmth will you bestow me,
When I am tired and weak,
When my bones ache with cold,
That won’t leave me,
What warmth will you bestow me?
What kindness will you show me,
When the days are drawing near,
When my memory has failed,
And you don’t understand me,
What kindness will you show me?
An overflow
No, a waterfall
Freefall tumbling, luscious abandon
& a smile, deep inside
Belatedly the sting & slice is registered in mild & growing confusion
A snag, deliberate & wanton, placed just so
I wonder why, as I will the joy to contain & dispell the disappointment mingled
An uninvited intrusion in the pleasure of the floating in the collection pool of contemplation.
I wonder how I feel for you so others I do ask, I ask if this is lust or love this feeling I can't grasp. I feel as if this may be love but that I do not know. The feelings that I have for you I hope they never go. I wonder if we'll stay together for all the years to pass, I know we both have feelings for each other yet I do hear myself ask. Is this feeling lust or love and will this feeling last?
smitten
elaborate
your ghost weaves
birds of hope
upon my shipwreck
heart
Dire was your plan
to thwart love
that rose with
light breeze
these gusts
leaven us
towards the dawn
star
chains of promise
drew you down
forgotten wing bound
creature lust
and vanity a trust
we need in vaults
shelter
if only I could
capture you
for you would see
the greatness
how I so complete
you
Celebration
Of
Two years
Two hearts
One
Name
Coming
Of
Two
Together
Oneness
Nirvana
"Pigs don't have karma." she said
while they were waiting for the light to turn from pink to red.
"They're just pigs."
He placed his hand on her thigh
in his usual way,
The universe was well-constructed
that particular day,
better than most she thought,
abstractedly.
After three consecutive lifetimes, the mother ship would land
near the Mojave.
It was time for the creators to return.
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