bellabloom
/spī/ / / The "IT" girl. / A hotcha girl from the Palisades. / A sleeper. / A hugger-mugger. / A past master. / Agamogenetic. / Full of hole-and-corner intrigue. / / Enjoys cloak and dagger activities, / per diem. / A master hand at poesy and poetry, / learned at lyric and lines. / / A green thumb of creepers.
Sound is a vibration
and so are my thoughts.
Be still
and I will hear the beat of Earth's frequency.
Let me become perfect,
when my intentions and devotion echoes
with the intentions and devotion
of the Universe.
© Bellabloom
Jun 24, 2019
Jun 24, 2019 at 8:46 AM UTC
THE GREAT FALL
With one step closer
I'm further away
Familiar becomes stranger
The more I need to say
Words hold the memories
Time steals youth
But I can't react
Bones grow stronger with time
Climb this mountain
Don't look down
The Sea is deeper
You'll drown
With one step further
The climb grows steeper
And dreams seem farther
This fight needs time to fall
Climb this mountain
Don't look down dear
The Sea is deeper
You'll drown
One foot closer
Or the great fall down
I choose forward
I will carry the crown
Jun 23, 2019
Jun 23, 2019 at 5:47 PM UTC
I am enamoured
with your beauty,
with your incredible heart,
with your hot flesh.
I am in awe
over your intelligent mind
and in the way your mouth forms
to pronounce
I am in love
with every atom and chromosome,
with every folicle
and with each pore
I am devoted to you
as a soldier to his country
Mar 12, 2019
Mar 12, 2019 at 5:22 PM UTC
My heart is the Atlantic
or any great body
a balance of storm and calm sea
My love is a warm breath of wind
that shakes at the bounty of your tree
My love is a root of May seed and sod
the blood of bud and Autumns bloom
My love is midnight's lamp
a light beam of noon sun
hunting for you
My love is a harvest
the heart in your hot mouth
My love is a satellite
among the constellations of the south
My love is a fire
of kissed limbs and sapless spine
the feverish red beginnings of you and I
My love is gospel truth
in its white-topaz chapel of amber and gold
My love is of Earth's perfume
and oceans song
born from beauty's ethereal mold
Oct 29, 2016
Oct 29, 2016 at 9:34 PM UTC
Desperate friend, you've come again
with weight and wintry wind
With each new day
the warmth slips away
Autumns closing in
September sheds her tapestries
of jewels, moss and vine
Underneath her Earth exposed
to fishbone roots and toothpick pines
A phantom with penalty
white lines, white light, white lies
Slaughtering the last breath of hope
for one more Summers night
A somber ode to Winters fate
In a polar prison the soldier waits
One more night closing in
the good ones sleep
the bad ones sin
Autumns closing in
Northern star, midnight moon
dearest friend, faithful bloom
Become the light we desperately need
Oh restless mind, plant your seed
little by little
Oct 28, 2016
Oct 28, 2016 at 5:28 PM UTC
Upon this great Celestial sphere
the dance of spirit
the song of zeal
below the molecule and the gas
lay the lucid immaculate mass
Defectless sire of Utopian fire
feed the hunger
drown the ire
Flood the fields of raptures thirst
Sun and Moon now feed earth
of sapphire sod
wet like birth
dye of forest and mirth
Star of lovers
flame of light
desired desires
dreams take flight
We, the stargazers/the castle-builders
the love grazers
wanton, wistful and wild
eager hands and fingers grasp
behave hungry child
Venus and Adonis
glorious zealots
please show us the way
Between you and I
and of dusk and day
a flight of earthly play
Atlantis for the romantic
through love is how we pay
Aug 8, 2015
Aug 8, 2015 at 12:19 AM UTC
Let off the debt from yesterday
when you and I were (loves) virgins
lily white and yearning
dewy-eyed and callow
naive to the frailty of
We the tender footed
heart bruised and marked
breakneck blows from a fast hand
double-quick, posthaste
Remedy the wound
let growth be the antidote
satiate the womb
with golden spirit
May 28, 2015
May 28, 2015 at 7:56 PM UTC
I've seen too many faces
but none I've recognized
it's this constant
lingering depression
that confines and redefines
screaming for a savior
the guilt invades instead
cursing out the voices
deep inside my head
I'd play this broken record
but it lies somewhat abused
never really noticed
it remains used and bruised
I try to get away
as my phone keeps on ringing
and the pain that I'm feeling
are the words that you're bringing
you tell me not to worry
but the worries in my heart
this darkness overwhelms me
it's weak I play the part
time is standing still
as I call for something more
but my hand is paralyzed
as I'm reaching for the door
so I turn and walk away
disappointed from the truth
waiting is my downfall
as I wait for something new
I slip to the rain
through the fog through the clouds
a ghost to my secrets
through the days I have found
nothing can compare
to these words that I'm living
the days that are dying
are the deaths that are giving
May 27, 2015
May 27, 2015 at 7:52 PM UTC
I remember your lips and your sonnet
and a perfect sunrise alive early hour
I remember our nights
and the long hours kept
glances here and over the shoulder
I remember you reaching over
gently grasping my hand
The hold of strong iron
with the sweat of my land
It was like a fast train
a transparent boxer with a heavy hit
I try to keep my footing through its mighty solid fit
I love you
and I have loved you
for so long dear
Come to my side and be my witness
Days speed
and all of my pain, another tattoo
a reminder of when I was with you
I blanket myself with dreams
it was rich for awhile
Days slept too long
and the threads became undone
A nightmare followed
close by as a spy
I've walked around this place a thousand times
prison steps from yesterday
the wood has softened
I bow my head
to see your face
another tear
my eyes trace
outline to shadow
I close my eyes
and hope for sound
to pull from you
to heal from you
We never part with words
just hunger
Today, I will tell you that I'm lucky
I've got an angel on my right
and you on my left
I see your eyes, like diamonds,
follow through the white-hot steam on tenuous glass
I place my finger on the same line you started
repeat the movement
and trace back my name
Your breath is heavy
your pulse of heart rhythmic with mine
In unison we are alive
"In Sympathy In Existence"
(c)April 18, 2008, Bellabloom,
and its affiliates and assigns and licencors
All rights reserved
May 25, 2015
May 25, 2015 at 6:45 PM UTC