Maturity of masculine divine !

... and with that i leave you a kiss...
(watching history channel about the 10 commandments and postitution as hospitality...
interesting....) ~ rosie ~1538

And with that i leave you a kiss
of sincere affectionate just
gratitude of being loved and cared
as something and someone real
while fleeting lust fail to live
here we were naked in soul
freed from physical cage
finally you see I am equal

Words...

Poets.
mother and father of silent voices
portray artists of emotional images
Yet,
those poetic life was not owned
each given word of those lyrics
leads a new meaning
in the interpreter's mind ...

Tiny magnitude

 

... understanding I am but a small piece of nature ~  xlr8ingmargo ~ 688
I am but a small piece of nature
such a tiny sand by miles shore
one pawn on the chess board
a grain of rice in one bite
nothing less
than magnificent magnitude
one that exists among millions
collide into a mass of consciousness

Drakness

Inevitably it came

I was a child

sunk visibility 

cannot escape

first a mystery

then a haunting

devoured courage

it left me to an ocean

grip on to the drift wood 

the ocean of turbulent mass

I was left to find  my own voice

firs crying than waning subbing

it's impassive blackness terrifies

but no long longer devastating

I have looked into vast darkness

and found softness in it's texture

tolerating misunderstood fear

remaining still to be discovered

it's never been the sauce of fear

it became the surrogate blame

of consciousness we can't control

the real darkness we disown

for fear of facing the mirror

the soft velvety darkness

only sits silently entraps

the ripples of thoughts 

inexhaustible beauty

original existence

next to Light

~*

TEMPLES-OF-LIGHT

Shadow...

Steps
I am followed
silence
Or space
lingering behind
my imaginary friend
marked& trialled time of my life
vortex of all my secrets
devoted
thicker then blood tie
until calls of sinister deeds
arise
danger around me
I felt fear
in a brief comfort of self embrace
I hear her voice
brush by my hair
softer then star light
she said :
Light

shadow_by_tihku

La Moon ...

Carry me to the velvet night sky
leave me there in arms of your long lasting glow
heal the carvings of shadow on my aching bone
dare to dream again in waking hours of absent grace
above cutting shivers of angel death
chasing after my misty breath in frozen air
I swoop into time of trance
I was gone
Am one with the moon ~x~ 

                                                                    29. Aug. 2010  

full speed ahead ~

full speed ahead my fair lover and friend ~ sinlov ~ 678

Full speed ahead my fair lover and friend
leave me your farewell breath
in the steam from your far away train
my hands remain frozen and cold beside my dress
no I have no such feeling as sadness or regrets
never once embraced in wishes to own your fate
after touches of your warmth left I stood still by dusted air
for that... my heart took off in wings beyond my reach

13.Nov.2010 Day

bluebird-on-a-limb ~ CheyAnne Sexton

 A beautiful sunny day, the kind of day makes everything seem alright, whether it is or not no longer the matter. Dreams last few days was vivid while it lasted, although I've entered bed at late hours, with enthusiastic 4 years old R chirping early in the morning, surprisingly the few hours was enough. Children has a infectious way of looking towards a brand new day, a brand new mission, or just the brand new moment... 

Remembering times in my life when each day was my new birth, everything is so exciting and alluring, after  that long winter,  swamp of cold deprivation... suddenly I allowed each night to be the sudden death of to all that of my... went into dreamland just as if life left... I guess I had enough. Once I woke to the call of light, like a new baby,  came with new birth, new life, everything was seen with peculiar delight. perhaps I made a decision not to be drawn, perhaps somehow I was awake from self made paradox of pain... each day was a delicious treat... It lasted as long as I kept my heart pure and free ...

Of illusions.

Age

time quintessential
youth, inadequate
unasked bafflement
suffered torments
carved in
unbound
illuminating soul
impetuous beauty
revived by inveteracy
extraordinary
Grace