God is Within (us)

Time is a circle
Time is not a line
Time is our feelings
Love, we call divine

Time loops and loops and loops and loops

No past. 

No future 

Nothing in between....

Everything just is - waiting to be seen

Time and time again, the life we live is – HIS

We are born, as we lay dying
Mad as hell or crying, shamefully lying,euphorically beguiling

Our lives can be naturally flawed ... as mankind is

We wait for some release

Wasting our days for the one we serve, then crossing over we fuss and cuss waiting at the gate

finally we let go of hate
Desperate for that eternal bliss

Hoping for a divine kiss

We took the bait (captain ill-equipped) and died

There is no escaping fate, we get what we deserve. 

There's no place to hide

Life is compassion

Love is also passion, only love is real

it is when our senses feel

When we care for others, when we truly heal

As irrational, emotional our lives can be
Love is all we take with us, when we cross over to that undiscovered country

that is - us

The Answer Within

~ The only thing we take with us is love ~


"Can you hear it?" he said, placing his child's little hand over his ailing heart. "Great men do as they feel. It's there, all the time. Listen to my heart."
As a child, Julius was unable to understand his father's dying words, but on this cold December night, a glimmer of light fell upon him when he found himself standing in a sad pool of regret. Now, such a rich man, with the world at his fingertips, Julius never listened to his heart. When it was finally time for him to enjoy life, there was nothing he could call his own. Clutching the railing, desperately holding onto life, he understood his father now. The voice within is his guide. Foolish, irrational, even reckless at times, life is about moments in time. The cold air fueled his lungs as he stood suffocating, soaked in confusion. His wrrior ways about him were ready to fold the battle of brutal stagnancy, he had no moments without her. He had everything, yet he had nothing of true value.

It was not his father's voice he heard. Louisa stopped him by placing her delicately sculpted hand over his aristocrat thin long fingers, gently removing them from the railing, looking deep into his eyes as if she heard his cry and reading his thoughts, she said: "Things can always get a lot worse. So this is not so bad." With a blatant disregard for her husband, he kissed her passionately, knowing it was the one and only time he would. 

- from my novel Spring Time Among Ashes

(based on true events)




x

Laudanum

@2014

   

Only Fools

His freezing heart in silence deeply bleeds
She never loved him, never understood his needs.

When she broke his heart (for twice she cheated; so he says) she left him - gone!

He, never resurrected left to die and all alone, now lies about everything

Finding him too vain, she never explained why she doesn't miss his love, his touch, his kiss ….
In her unblemished pure existence, she is thriving.  

He is surviving, crying himself to sleep in pain

Clearly, she ruined him for everyone to follow

Depression bound, his heart is hollow 

Worthless, unable to apologize

I don't expect much when I say: "Don't worry your pretty little head, you're fine. Focus on your self instead."

Certain, I am over his mesmerizing big brown eyes

I try not to give into the lies

You just keep singing that ol' tune, little dreamer, Mr. Lonely...

Making up mad lies underneath the moon!

Empty

EMPTY

Your self-inflicted wound will never heal if you keep my heart at bay 

and yours in chains!

You really think I don't know how you feel?
I know. I can feel everything you're feeling

I heard it all.

All, but your thoughts and yet, words are not enough

Honor me, my soul that is your soul
Show me love!

In your cloak with a dagger you dig deep into my pain
Carving kind words into your own flesh to impress me?

Why can't you just say them? You refused

When you punish me, you punish you

Sinking into your filthy swamp of strange abuse

Your love is heavy (as is mine) ....yet, sometimes, in shades of deepest blue - I'm fine.

Underwater there is no tomorrow, only now

My lungs are empty

My heart is hollow

Still, I learned to breathe somehow

Interstellar

Under the starlight in the deep blue sea
gliterry stars are made of you and me
two old souls ...
(I knew this when we met)
now centuries old...

We can't ever forget that we come from stars ...
There we shall return!
Life is just a blink of an eye
Earth is our sojourn!
It's a double edged sword when you sail away

I know that my sun will shine again

Someday, when love is all I feel
when love is returned to me
when love is truly real

Glowing

You were on Broadway when we met

I ran with the dolphins

You also wanted to, but my kind of love was not for you

Your proposal was not for me

I never believed we were meant to be and I am set in my ways now, don't bother me

You hypnotize me with your sky blue eyes

It's no surprise I am mesmerized and

I have the same dilemma in my lap

Is this a choice? or just another trap?

The echo in my confused head says - yes

My heart thinks 'be like water my dear friend'  

Therefore, I ask you: What comes next?

You bow your head, not knowing

Once again, I chose to float away...
Eternally peaceful ...glowing

Gill girl

Your emerald cage broke open

when the tired sun has set

Do I idolize love? 

Should I drown in regret, instead?

I am gill girl, I can cope, but if you ruin love

I sink to the bottom of the ocean to live wet 

On dry land you will die, lamenting over all you could have had ...with me

You see?

Notice my sharp fins?

You can't unwish me!

When I hit rock bottom!

I am soaking to the bone

My human legs are gone now  

Underwater, I am home!

I told you I am not like everyone

I told you we will never be the same

You thought you can control everything

Love isn't easy

Love is not a game!

Darkness

A sad hickory cloud hovered over me
I lay still never to be found

Proudly, I suppose

I stood my ground

When the air tightened up around me, with the atmosphere gone,
darkness found me

Floating on a winter river's run
paralyzed by cold, grasping for breath, which I had none
I gave up on this meaningless abode
Quietly floating on this thrill, my self assurance died.
No!
It was killed.

My cold saliva turned to ice 

I felt nothing. Nothing, but the chill ...

Still, I endured each and every lash.
Whips and scorns showered me with pain and crucified, like Christ, I was drenched in blood

I lay there misunderstood, floating in the ice cold water, certain nothing much could break me, although, my blood soaked body dared to ache me with the weight of the world sitting on my shoulders

His harsh betrayal echoing in my head. 

Numb, I wondered: Am I still alive or dead?

As a yelping shriek of an abandoned banshee rides into town on her crimson tidal wave, my crushed skull spilled open in it's creases with hot blood melting away the early snow

Dandelion flesh turning into work of art, conquering my fragile little heart, tearing me into a million little pieces with one blow, fire made dim
No aid to my defense, no one to hear me scream
Love made no more sense

Men are ruled by stars, so stars they seek
Gods reward the weary and the meek

There are things I will never forget
Some things that can never be undone
There is someone for everyone, I think
I am a free spirit, reflecting on my life

I embrace the pain
Love is now my drive
Behold the light!
A dark shroud on my head melts away as I wave good bye to falsehood 
I let myself be dead, but now I am alive again
Defenseless as I was, a woman scorned, promises mean nothingv

I am gone
With tears in my eyes, those mortal tears now eaten up by the busy waves, I'm counting hours of my life, or minutes
Truth be told I died long ago, when all I hoped to know once came to me in a strange, very vivid dream and I realized it was my faith that rescued me

That love is the only thing I took with me
What I give to others I also give to me
Love is my religion
Love is what I see

I have no more tears to shed, no eyes, no hands, no body and no head
Floating above my winter river bed a wretched little soul and a few words inside my head or mind, as I lifted up without any wings
to become one with everything

In the light, I found a place where only love can find me, pain 
erased, bright light all around, darkness far behind me

The river engaged in her fancy trip runs by a bent oak tree that grabbed hold of my stiff cloak, ripping it apart, revealing my naked body in a another ice cold dip
side to side I dipped in, then once over
my mind someplace else examining the rainbows, wind chimes and colors never seen
I was working on my afterbirth, but as soon as my face touched the water, consciously revived, I tried to scream  - Noooooooo! No words came out. I couldn't comprehend why my ordeal found an end.
I was happy there, astonished by the things that I have seen
Yet, they removed me from the river as my blood soaked body entertained some men
pulled me back into my body from the wonder world where I have been

Street lights …railing …. remembering the crash …I heard a voice, then with a rush of images I pulled back into me
A voice said: "This is how it has to be."
It wasn't my time, I get it now, I do
Love is everlasting, that is nothing new, but I also learned that life is about overcoming fear
and that death is a transition.
Love never disappears

Love is not a thing I need, yet, love is what I want
The kind of love where I can barely breathe
I really thought I knew me with the old, but finding love again, somehow, love is void of pain
and on my mind are his hands, his lips, those brown eyes that pierce through me ... melting!
Of course I never know me!
It is a kind of love I never felt.
Now that I am grown, real love found me on her own  and it's the kind of love that feels like home 

I act, therefore, I am

@2008 - original poem about acting, please don't reprint without permission



In ancient festivals of mask and horn
In rivalry and peace, the first actor had been born

Many since have followed, even more 'arrived'
some, on money borrowed, others just survived

Not one, but many has the little bugger bit,
when they hurried up to wait, to make their home on stage
as one brave actor made his pilot role a hit
another worked a stage role for sad pocket change
but we stand united floating on that raft
that developed our poise from spectacle to craft
we walk the footsteps of oh so many greats
from Hemingway to Shakespeare
Bart Simpson, Norman Bates
in hope of bringing joy to someone's heart
we proudly stand before you
representing art

I work to fill my desperate need to give
when they pull this curtain once more to a rise
for an actor only though his art can live and his reward is in the audience's eyes ....

In a beastly rage I proudly entertain
In everlasting prose I speak of love
Yet, in my spirit ... all remains the same

I am an actor, who can never work enough! 

Stardust

When God decides it is time to die

each one of us becomes a star


Another realm
from where we come
life ends
where it once began💞

Everlasting

Hydrogen
gravity
matter of clumps
illumination
In a fiery blast, a star is born
Red giant
Darkness  
Love remains
~ everlasting

My Summer Sky

by a fairy, to a Siren

Tell me, my sweet butterfly
Am I special in your eyes?

I love you, do you love me still?
If not, I will disappear!
I will never, ever, reappear!

Was it true love in your eyes?
Solstice, moon and fireflies
When out of sight
When out of mind 
Your everything shall change tonight!
My summer sky will set things right!
What love was dim, will now shine too bright!

I am still

There is nothing I can do
The way we see the world is a vision split in two
Sometimes I wonder if you still
Sometimes I wonder if you will

Thoughts undeserved
The way your lips are curved
That twinkle in your eye
 …  a love I can't deny

When the raindrops fall

What we want
what we need
cuts my heart until it bleeds
I remember everything, but
I would rather let the raindrops sing
Without a doubt our hearts have bled, but don't forget to love instead
When heavy rains pound the fragile leaves
Our Eden fills with salty tears and I rejoice in disbelief that a love like this ever came to me
Effortless, as if meant to be

In dreams ...

In dreams, my heart betrays me
My days are not yet done
Wherever life shall take me, I haven't lost
I won

What I see speaks to me

It tells me nothing new

Your sweet, delicate words of love are not the very thing you do

Sentimental days are a thing of our past
To cherish love, one must love
Making sweet love last

The last I dared myself to see terrible shame came over me

a day after I gave thee thanks, new bodkin raised old painful ranks to simply unacceptable
You are unbearable, incomparable
My discontent I can not hide
My reply to you is  - nevermind

Where the heart is, there is poetry

Please, I ask you reach inside your heart to grab a feeling you can share
Trust me, you have feelings
you're just unaware

Love isn't something that you get
Love doesn't drop down on your head, like a giant cow
Love is when you care for someone else instead

Love isn't something that you need
Love isn't something you can write or read
Love isn't something that you do

Love is being a live for someone else  - forgetting you

Ying & Yang

Love is when you look into my eyes and you see everything you need

When the air is sucked out of the atmosphere, but somehow we can breathe

I am day and you are night

Your yang is black
My yin is white

Everything is wrong, but feels so right

When the pale moon throbs with the shining sun

I become your everyone
 All I see is you

love finally feels true ♥

A love sonnet, by Shakespeare

Let me not to the marriage of true minds admit impediments.

Love is not love which alters when it alteration finds

or bends with the remover to remove.

O no
It is an ever-fixèd mark that looks on tempests
and is never shaken;

It is the star to every wand'ring bark
whose worth’s unknown, although his height be taken

Love’s not time’s fool, though rosy lips and cheeks

within his bending sickle’s compass come

Love alters not with his brief hours and weeks
but bears it out even to the edge of doom

If this be error and upon me proved,

I never writ, nor no man ever loved

 - <3 Shakespeare

( born and passed on April 23 )

Stone cold

You quote to relate your feelings and your thoughts
long ago someone forgot to care for you
back then your feelings didn't matter
now they do
but now you are stone cold
I think I hurt you too

If you can't feel, I will feel for you
If you can't heal, know that I am true
If you can't speak, I will speak for you
but please, don't be weak
weakness kills me too



Let it be me, let it flow through me ...
Until you hear the call of mind-blowing amazing love you can't resist
starving for that never-ending must have kiss

When you crave me like you never have before
when your very soul is aching to the core
when passionate dreams control your mind, pumping divine bliss into your every part ...

When you listen to your heart and you give in

when your every thought of us is wrapped in sin

remember, there is no such thing as a stone cold heart

if you can hate, then you can love
stop tearing us apart

Here is a Heart

Adelaide was a rock star. Boy she loved to play! She wrote a new song every single day til one night, when she reconnected with her past, forced to face a love she knew would never last, Adelaide became unhappy. Entangled and upset, feeling somewhat strange, her frustration grew, but no one ever knew how bad it was for her. The situation rearranged her life. Love felt like a sharp knife cutting through her heart. In many ways she wanted to escape to some wonderful other place, praying for much better days to come.

Inside her head the band played on, boosting the same old crap on her brand new gramophone, but to her great surprise, Adelaide came to realize she was glad that song was over. When it finally played out, Sonny came along one sweet December night. They wrote beautiful songs together, but somehow things weren't any better, because Rocket refused to diminish, crawling his way to the finish, searching for a way out of his hole, squeezing her heart like a f--ing  a--hole!

Caught in a trap, everything felt wrong and nothing
right; Adelaide couldn't concentrate on songs, day or night. Sonny thought everything was fine, but she needed a lot more at the time, thinking everything she ever heard from men were lies.... in her eyes flirting became weary. Adelaide, prepared to say good bye, had to end this, because she couldn't live a lie. That's when their cheery song turned to a drone, a classical piano tune went all trombone and harmony fell out of tune. Soon, there was very little left or not enough. The room fell silent to an accidental theft of love. Sonny totally freaked out (convinced the moon, the stars and planets were designed to dance around his grace), so romance went to hell (now Sonny says Adelaide's new place ) and squabbles killed the song writing, which brought on massive nail biting and serenades became grenades. Adelaide broke her gramophone, screaming she will never write another song, but not long after this she realized, the coolest thing about love is the surprise, not knowing what comes next ... the spaces in between the scribbled text... being true at heart and never fake..... that kind of love takes the cake!  

A thousand years

A drop of ice

Diamond tears
I'm afraid
I'm kind of a bait for your revenge
too far away ...

To be your love, all your love, all devotion

I break away, steal away

Drink this potion of my memory

Tell me how it's going to be

In the end

I realized, I'm not afraid
Whatever will be is not up to me
Intoxicate me 

Now you see, we

Break away, take away, all emotion
Steal away, run away

Every motion makes new memories

Tell me how it's going to be

A drop of ice

a crystal clear diamond tear
I'm never afraid
never a bait
I'm too far away ....

Life is a maze, love is a riddle

Mayans believed time is round
when humanity is heaven bound
five minutes remaining on the clock
time ticking way
I'm at the dock
dipping my feet in the winter river stream
testing the water
before jumping in
I will not scream, I have no fear
knowing that our end is near
I tried, perhaps, with some regret
to lose my pride
now wide awake

With a second chance I must be true, in life, as well as in romance

Before I knew me I was blind, but my eyes have opened
now I see fine, just as you see through me, easily

We are nothing more than a human stain in wild dreams of hope and pain
 Like you, I learn from every moment, everyone I meet and love

I learn to love and how to be loved, I believe in destiny

Perhaps, in some silly way, it's my own personal victory

One

Zen Buddhists practice zazen, a seated meditation. To achieve a sense of oneness with the universe, one does not need to practice Zen Buddhism religiously and still be able to absorb the benefits of zen meditation. We are all connected. We are one with all, vibrational beings of light and sound.

We perceive ourselves to be physical bodies, yet in truth every cell inside us, and everything we touch, see, taste and feel is in constant motion.
We are not solid entities. We are fused with the environment as well as vibrationally connected to one another, however close or far we may be from each other. For some, zen meditation is religion, for others it is a form of relaxation and for some it is a way of life. Meditation is a path

Waterfall

for my daddy ♥ 

( February 13, 1947 - September 1, 2004 )

WATERFALL

 

Lost in the world, feeling all alone

aching, as his will is gone

cancer strikes, yet, he battles on!

A warrior.

A champion!

Iron-clad chains weigh him down, masquerading as sacrifice

Yet, hope remains where sweet love reigns ...

He gave me my big beautiful blue eyes 

 I wish to see him smile again

I come to realize

I am an immigrant child in his paradise

I kneel to humbly dare to pray

confused about what to say, I ask for help, soaked in guilt

thriving, in a world he built

Please stay, stay, I dare say

Thinking back to when life was fair

the woods, the rivers … our precious past, our joyful days, sweet memories that last…

I now see, how much he longs to be the way he was, when young and strong, a gushing bull of energy

Standing tall, I understood, why once an oak, he barely could

why his river turned a waterfall

why I long to love him after all

Perhaps, on this very quiet night

he, sitting by the lonely light

will take me back to a time I miss, when wrong made good with a simple kiss

Perhaps, he'll think about that time

when the world was his and he was none, but mine 

Not In English

SK



If we could just be
if we didn't ask or say
If we took what we need
each moment, every day
no manipulation
no explanations
no expectations

If we could just do hands and tongues
me and you
hearts over beating
lungs barely breathing

it would be true, it would be fair
If we could kill this stupid heartache we can't bare
prove we care

we would just be
_            _            _

Ode to John Donne

I think I should include poetry from my favorite poets on Sirenprose as well. I love Shakespeare, but my all time favorite poem is this one, by John Donne. Two people as the arms inside a clock, a circle, the only shape that is perfect, tick tock like a heartbeat, and if one gets too far the other follows... what's not to love about this piece he wrote for his wife.   A VALEDICTION FORBIDDING MOURNING.
by John Donne

AS virtuous men pass mildly away,
And whisper to their souls to go,
Whilst some of their sad friends do say,
"Now his breath goes," and some say, "No."

So let us melt, and make no noise, 5
No tear-floods, nor sigh-tempests move ;
'Twere profanation of our joys
To tell the laity our love.

Moving of th' earth brings harms and fears ;
Men reckon what it did, and meant ; 10
But trepidation of the spheres,
Though greater far, is innocent.

Dull sublunary lovers' love
—Whose soul is sense—cannot admit
Of absence, 'cause it doth remove 15
The thing which elemented it.

But we by a love so much refined,
That ourselves know not what it is,
Inter-assurèd of the mind,
Care less, eyes, lips and hands to miss. 20

Our two souls therefore, which are one,
Though I must go, endure not yet
A breach, but an expansion,
Like gold to aery thinness beat.

If they be two, they are two so 25
As stiff twin compasses are two ;
Thy soul, the fix'd foot, makes no show
To move, but doth, if th' other do.

And though it in the centre sit,
Yet, when the other far doth roam, 30
It leans, and hearkens after it,
And grows erect, as that comes home.

Such wilt thou be to me, who must,
Like th' other foot, obliquely run ;
Thy firmness makes my circle just, 35
And makes me end where I begun.

from
Donne, John. Poems of John Donne. vol I.
E. K. Chambers, ed.
London, Lawrence & Bullen, 1896. 51-52.

Resilient

Diving deeper, where the seaweed buries me

I discover what our merit be

Resilient, like all fish

underwater

I am me

Resurfacing, only to lose myself again

I am made different by the sea

Although, my love remains the same

salty as can be

Rewind

Stop and rewind to that time

sundown, sunrise, heart of mine

Erase bad nights, turn the page
elegy of solid mind

kick the rage, say anything

stop and rewind if you think

it's the only solace we can find

a deep breath in, then, rewind
sundown, sunrise, heart of mine

Firelight

 

Poésie de l'amour

A bientot mon amour!

Ce n'est pas facile

Vous etes toujours dans mon coeur 

surtout, très fragile

Deux petites oiseau nous sommes

Voila! Ce sont nos chansons

qui toujours chantons a matin

dans le soleil aux printemps
et jamais oublié

 

Doomed

His venomous poison

Her deadly sting

A ring of fire with wild furnishings
Her alien eyes
His desperate cries

You turn me inside out, he lies
I am so confused
I don't recognize myself
feeling sweet Sangria high

when muddy rivers truth will spill

my pretty clouds will disappear
 icy chill will steal the room
 I will die

I know this
I am doomed

Let it go

If something feels untoward it isn't just a phase

When things weigh heavy on my heart

I put them in a vase

with purple roses, baby breath and poetry of mind

I bottle my pain in a crystal vase

and let the world unwind!

Come to me

COME TO ME

by M Katrin Daria

My mysterious love scrambled brain...

I shouldn’t, yet, I can’t abstain

A voice echoing in my head, blinded by love, gets me soaking wet

I'm crushing blue, offering my heart to you, so take it!

It is pure and true

Come to me, love, dive in deep, we have promises to keep

Single minded, mesmerized, I dream of your big beautiful blue eyes

Blue like the ocean, where I dwell and squirm

Come to me, let us reaffirm our love

Here in the sun, wet to the bone, on a sugar sweet high cream of a dream 

I exude a glow of happiness

Find me now! 

I'm a hot young mess

I'll sacrifice my life for yours somehow to unlock that tomb in a smoke filled room

when out of darkness I appear

soft summer wind, candle light, curtains blow apart, you're right, there is smooth

 jazz playing in my head

When you kiss me and we are transported to a beautiful beach where you gaze into my eyes, no names, no more guessing games, no more aching just to feel you close, one touch of your lips  - overdose

In a gentle sway of hips, our love feels true

No more wishing to take a sip of you

No more yearning to indulge in you

Done wishing, we just do!

How can this be wrong?

It feels too good