Posts Tagged ‘Poetry of some description’

Tick tock, tick tock…

The night is never-ending. No light is lit. Sleep is fleeting.

Darkness slithers around like wisps of smoke. Shadows that cannot be seen.

In fright eyes open. A breathless scream is felt. The room is seething.

… and before I forget I wish you all a Happy Halloween.

 

 

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Restless, I feel restless. In my mind I wander aimlessly. There is no direction, no map.

I ask questions, receive no answers. I seek but cannot find. I do not know what I am looking for.

Emotions surge within. Looking for an outlet to soothe my mind. Trying to find relief.

Where will I go? What will I find? As I wander restlessly…

 

A kiss

Posted: August 20, 2011 in Love
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Light as a feather. But a breath away. A hint of things to come.

Heart pounding wildly. The sound echoing between the walls. Trembling.

The first tentative touch. Oh, that first gentle touch. So soft.

Breath catching. Darkened eyes, fire on fire. Whispered words heard.

Desire at war. Exquisite intimacy. At last.

I wrote this a while back. When my thoughts were dark and it felt too raw to publish. I am not used to writing like this and the mere thought of me writing anything resembling poetry makes me feel a bit embarrassed in all honesty. Still… here it is.

The streets of her mind are unknown. They stretch into the distance. The smile does not reach her eyes. Every word feels empty. 

She goes through the motions every day. Sometimes it gives reprieve. Sometimes it makes her feel like a fool. A fool in a play that does not end.

Unable to voice her thoughts she stares blindly ahead. Silent tears running down her face. Her hands clutched to her chest. With every breath she trembles.

She does not know why. She does not know how. All she knows is that she has fallen. Into the whirling maelstrom.

Do not assume I cannot do this. Do not assume I won’t push through this. Do not assume you know.

My neck has been bent. My heart has been spilled. My thoughts have been dark.

But I am not broken.

Acknowledging the shadows. Embracing life. Gathering my emotions.

Every smile is an act of defiance. Every laugh a statement. Every look a challenge.

I look ahead.

With my head held high I stand. My eyes blazing. My soul intact.

Here is strength. Here is passion. Here I am.

This is my two-finger salute.

There she is. With no defenses left. On display with everything that she is. Hoping it is enough. Praying that it is enough.

The urge to run and hide is overwhelming. To push the world away. The anger and the distance was all she had but it is so tiring. So draining.

The strength to support the barriers has failed her. She is worn down, worn down to the bare essence of her being. A gust of wind could blow her over or lift her to new heights. She stands there trembling.

She lets go and gives herself over. She is vulnerable. She is scared. She is beautiful.

There she is. With no defenses left. On display with everything that she is. Hoping it is enough. Praying that it is enough.

Who is she? She is me. She is you. She is everyone.

Head bowed. Face hidden in the palms of my hands. I close my eyes.
Images swirling through my mind. Voices echoing around the room. I am sinking.
The air feels constricted. The noise in the background comes from me. I do not know what to do.
 
A hand held out. Gentle words heard. I reach out.
A touch that reaches deep into my soul. There is a sliver of light. I lift my head.
Slowly the noise recedes. The swirling calms down. I take a deep breath.
 
A shaky step forward. The steps become fluid. I start to run.
My heart is pounding. My focus restored. I begin to smile.
The world feels whole. There is wind under my wings. I have no idea when or where I will land and I do not care. I laugh.