Solitaire Kathrynne-Lynne Archer
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Lady, Send Me The Child
Send me the quiet child or the loudest child
Send me the chatterbox with a million questions or the child that builds castles in the clouds
Send me the child that sees 3 steps ahead and the child who dreams of new worlds and magnificent anima,s who speak and sing
Send me the child who weeps at stories and late-night movies or picks dandelions for strangers
Send me the broken and needy child
Send me the child that hugs and kisses and tells stories to every neighbourhood pet and cries with children he has never met before
Send me the child that visits all the elders
Send me those that take longer to "get it"
Send me those who are here for a short time who need me most
Send me the little Mums and Poppas whose hearts always have room . . .
Send me those that still tremble and shriek every night
Sene me the child of war of abuse of neglect
those who no longer speak or hurt themselves in quiet desperation
Send me those that see their own rainbows that they may shed light on the world
Goddess, please, I will ask naught else, Please send me the children and this I do pledge
I promise to treasure them all
Mar 28, 2022
Mar 28, 2022 at 7:54 PM UTC
I didn’t want much
The sound of my name in your mouth
conjuring the taste of honey and long and lazy Sunday mornings
I didn’t want diamonds
To see the soft rise and fall of your chest as you slept and the scent of fresh
brewing coffee
I didn’t want forever
Just to watch shadows chase our story across your dreams and wondering
if I would make an appearence in them
But I didn’t want much … which turns out … was just as well
Solitaire
Dec 16, 2015
Dec 16, 2015 at 6:11 AM UTC
. i wonder if I reached over and touched your soul ...
would I freeze or burn ...
would you feel my fingers softly touching the pages of your memory of us
...would I leave a trace
... would you know I had been there at all ?
Would you feel my breath warm your beating heart ...
would you know that I died when I had to let you go...
and would it even matter... at all ?
Nov 23, 2015
Nov 23, 2015 at 11:31 PM UTC
My Sorrow
It is my fault..of course it is
Something I did ... or did not do
Something said..perhaps without thought
or something unsaid..My fault entirely
What did I miss
What should I have said
I have searched my mind and my heart too
But you left for some reason you needed to go
my fault of course it is ...entirely
Failure ..Guilt...Regret ...Sorrow
An ending never wanted
My fault ... My fault
My Sorrow
Entirerly
Nov 23, 2015
Nov 23, 2015 at 11:02 PM UTC
She paint's the rainbow with tones of the flowers in the fields
She gives the water all the colours of her eyes
Blue in the bright yellow sunshine
Grey in a storm tossed temper
And deep, soft Green as she gazes on Her children
She holds us all gently and with great care,
As we dance and sing Her name
She smiles
As we bring Her our sorrows and tumble them in her lap Mother help me , please
She smiles
And She weeps
When we use what we know to bar another's Path
She weeps
When She sees impatience and intolerance and fear in us
She weeps and forgives
And when the days are rushed and I find no quiet time
She calls me quietly
With the scent of flowers in my dreams or a half forgotten chant
... And I remember
I came to Her in eager ignorance knowing only that which I did not know
And She sent me Sisters and Mentors Brothers and Teachers and questions so very many questions
And so ...
I am student still and even though my knowledge has grown
Gaea Gaea Mother Lady She no matter the name I honour Her and belong to Her and I am still Her child learning each day
Until My Lady does call me home
Jun 6, 2015
Jun 6, 2015 at 11:34 AM UTC
LET IT BE FOR LOVE
I don't know why we keep doing this
after all the tears and all the years running headlong at each other knowing full well
our toxic combination will only bring only sorrow
Stumbling blood drunk and blind time after time self destructive obsessive fools
We bash each other with our hearts and drown each other in guilt and passion
and yet no one can hurt us quite as deeply as we can ourselves
we know every soft tender pulse and just how hard to push for that inevitable searing soaring pain
The pleasures now are not a fair trade for a tear soaked bed or months self castigation
the rising tide of passion is no longer joyful and good memories no longer outwiegh the bad
and so now before the last of whatever love is left is lost, turns bitter
my love this must be our ending now ,for ever ... for both of us
This time as we walk away ...for all we were
Let it be for the last time ... for love
May 3, 2015
May 3, 2015 at 12:08 PM UTC
Just another "Good Bye"
by Doyenne Solace Arcanna ShadoeWalker
I am not sure when it all changed from fumbling kisses to polite distance
When there had been fewer tears and more smiles
what if I had been a better hider, a better liar
perhaps you would have stayed ... perhaps
if there had been more joy and less pain
what if I had been a better actor and what if you had cared enough to notice at all
What changed hungry passion to duty and chore
Cold morning meetings with a chill that had nothing to do with temperature
Silent nights .. volumes left unsaid ...silent screams echo ... endlessly
perhaps I should have left ... perhaps
Wasted words and days and nights
such precious time spent in living an unlivable life
how did that which once felt as warm as a hearth fire end up like we were drowning in a tub of grey melting snow
How did "I Love You", turn into "Goodbye"
Apr 8, 2015
Apr 8, 2015 at 10:44 PM UTC
LET ME DO IT !
February 22, 2015 at 9:39pm
LET ME DO IT !!
It is almost the first sentence we speak
I can DO it ! Let Me Do IT!
and it continues all of our lives
let me dress myself !! I can feed MYSELF! Let Me Do IT!!
I can walk by myself Let me go to school BY MY SELF LET ME DO IT!
Choose a school, choose a job, choose a mate LET ME DO IT!!
Can I make you some tea? Can I pick you something up at the store?
Can I brush your hair can I help you with that ...
even as we age and perhaps not quite so many chances to help are seen
but we live in a community ...a social group
If I offer some small kindness... LET ME DO IT!
Let me continue to take part
and as the light fades and the room cools and it is time for me to go...one last time
LET ME DO IT !!
Doyenne Solace Arcanna ShadoeWalker
Feb 24, 2015
Feb 24, 2015 at 4:33 AM UTC
it was a lie
I thought I was done crying
finished with those endless cold and empty nights
I was ready to begin again to take another chance
it was a lie
the nights are cold and the sun is cruel
and I will never again trust my heart the master betrayer
there is no beginning again only carefully hoarded pain
it was a lie
I will never take another chance ask me better to take a dagger and gut myself
it was a lie
I was never finished crying
the soft weeping in the shower or the body shaking sobs that send me crashing to my knees
It was all a lie ... I have learned to lie ... very well… without you
Doyenne Solace Arcanna ShadoeWalker
Jun 28, 2014
Jun 28, 2014 at 5:27 AM UTC
If I Need You.
"Call me if you need me *** It was the sign off of an old friend
When I need you? When I can't sleep and the house screams it's silence?
When I need you? When my food tastes like ashes and is not worthwhile making?
When I need you? When a snapshot snatches my breathe away and I can no longer breathe?
When I need you? When I cannot stop crying long enough to get out of the shower?
When I need you? When the days run one into the other with no meaning?
When I need you? When the day is dark no matter the time and the world stops turning?
But I am the strong one , confidante and funny .I am the fixer and mother .. teacher
When I need you? Every day Every Hour Every moment....When I need you?
I am past asking now, I can wear the mask easily now, No one realizes ...
Don't worry I'll call I answered as I hung up the phone and watched my hand tremble
When I need you? Oh Lady I need you my friend and I am sorry I cannot let you know
When I need you
Solita -2006
Jun 16, 2014
Jun 16, 2014 at 3:54 PM UTC