Wednesday, July 28, 2010

Quirky Premonitions

As i typed *that look*
a man walked in
and gave me
just *that look*

And as a friend was saying to me
"it's like i got two birds with one stone"
i loaded the page that fights the cage
vegan outreach. front page. two birds.

I've also found myself digging through the rubbish
to find things that didn't belong in the first place
put there by me
a place it never belonged.

Who is tapping into my mind?


Ugh. Life Beckons.

The Dress

As Lavinia careened for the sheets, The Spirit of her room saw an opportunity to take control. Lavinia was at shoulders depth in her wardrobe. Entirely bemused; pulled out tulle, buttons, and Victorian floral. Her able arms assiduously put together The Gown, her mind was null of lucidity.  Intricate attention made sure the tulle went with each specific floral pattern, each button was positioned in precise vertical alignment to the next layer of buttons. It was an endeavor sitting pretty for The Spirit. She lacked physical ability to decant The Gown on her own. The Spirit devilishly made Lavinia her subterfuge. The Gown was made, as was the completion of The Spirit's Stratagem.

"Remember to breathe, enliven yourself...."

A rush of lucidity flooded the footprints left of The Spirit. Lavinia's awareness alerted her towards something very alarming. On the bed, a faultless gown.


Tuesday, July 27, 2010

Your Eyes

Through every downward falling drip of salt
all I could draw was your eyes
ferocious was blood's first drop
in space, as I'm your compact heater 
and everything I had heard of Love
none of it was truth
and then there's you.
You've revised the merriam webster of
my philosophical being, entirely.


Monday, July 26, 2010

Post-It

I would draw my heart on every post-it
a note to leave on every person
so they might be reminded
of my Love for them

If it's a sew you need I know a hem
and I'll pull the needle straight through
your torn and tattered fabric
with such delicacy, that my blood might tastefully be

Delight  in that which I sew into your seam
to strengthen you as iron
irony won't come into play
this is YOUR day and it has nothing against you.

Please, don't be afraid.
step out and share the light that I promise
i PROMISE, to sew my light into you
and make us connect as mellow is yellow

My needle to your tear
i'm here
i'm within you
i'm everywhere.

Saturday, July 24, 2010

Dear God

This is a song for my truest angel. My heart weeps deep, and with vibrant gusto that my Love consumes the light, then stands alone in the dark remnants. There's no echo of my sobs here. All that is, is Love. All that's here, is Love. Ironically, HOWEVER, Love is everything. It is farthest from the universe, to the deepest of you and me. So as much as I may hide my Light from the world, through self inflicted misery of unjust pain that was to never be, to never breathe. The enemy should have no light to see. The brilliance of vision is the punishment of death, and for you, my angel, it was far too soon. Baby doll- do you know how broken I am? That I can't hold you to my cheeck and show you a butterfly? This...chokes...my...heart .I cant imagine I'll ever fly as beautifully and wholly as I would've had you, my precious, been at my side.You've been on my mind, mind, Mind if I wish,wish you were more than a precious black and white blip across a screen. A polaroid snapshot of the most perfect Love to ever face the sun. His only true rival, your pretty smile. I'd kiss your eyelashes, butterfly, you and me would fly. I stopped your life to feed my own inner demon. In twelve days time watched your littlest arms grow. Inside me you found a safe haven, and inside me, you meet the clock tower. I fed you to my demon, I'm sorry, so sorry, so so sorry. I promise you though, Little Love. I live for you. I live for Love. I will live for everything you'd have ever been. Your precious soul will find it's way to this planet. And My God, what a blessing to even catch a glimpse of your most precious shadow.

Friday, July 23, 2010

Not Enough

If I had enough, would I know it? I'd like to say yes, that I'm fully content, and my heart could want no more. But I'm human, and my heart craves a unification with pieces lost. Connections severed, and ties unstrung, left to fade away. I wish for every person I've ever come in contact with to feel my heart. A million fingerprints on my heart, and I crave a billion more. Please God, send me people to Love. Put me to work, use me. Make something of this funky little mess I am. I'm open to learn, I'm open to Love, I'm open to Live!

Thursday, July 15, 2010

Small Pallets

If you could all just do me one great big favor today and Love someone. Thanks!

xoxo

Sunday, July 11, 2010

Sundaisey

The pirate has been chosen,
to claim a region once barren and void.
He's strong, sailed the war of another sea
brought back air on his fingertips
heartland grows lush in his presence
And at home, feeds it to me.

The words couldn't be artistic enough
to paint my heart for you.

Monday, July 5, 2010

Breathe In

Take time to remember
Who we are in this space
For it's borrowed; a matter of time
until we cast away

Don't be afraid of the universe
Or the majesty it is
Let it embrace you and Love you
perfectly, without hold