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 Jan 2015 Voodoo Queen
nivek
I found you in my nothingness
broken for love of me

I found you whole
in the act of loving me

into that wholeness
you beckoned to me

I found you in my nothingness
finding me
 Jan 2015 Voodoo Queen
Sabbathius
I've read some of your encouraging words
Like the music of a thousand pretty songbirds
They helped me making it through the day
My troubles and worries, they swiftly cast away

You've stopped the bleeding of my heart
With that truly marvelous written art
I beseech you to never stop writing
To keep hope in all our hearts lighting
This is my take on the latest challenge from Mr. Joe Cole, just writing to a friend :D
http://hellopoetry.com/poem/1035793/this-is-just-a-bit-different/
 Jan 2015 Voodoo Queen
ryn
Trust
 Jan 2015 Voodoo Queen
ryn
.
     ...is a fragile little thing,
     that most tend to overlook.
     Small word with a **** big meaning.
     Some may uphold it; some may
     conveniently have it mistook...

Trust...
     ...is in the grasp of the unknown
     stranger,
     that helps you up when you've fallen
     down.

Trust...
     ...is the pact between you and the cab
     driver,
     as he takes you to where you want to
     be, across town.

Trust...
     ...the bough on which your swing does
     sit.
     Pray that it doesn't break as you enjoy
     its joyous ride.

Trust...
     ...your cook, hoping in your food he
     doesn't spit...
     Especially when you've provided
     feedback that scuffed his pride.

Trust...
     ...lays exposed when the keys to your
     house you surrender,
     to your neighbour who'd keep an eye
     while you're away on a retreat.

Trust...
     ...exists latent in the open palm of your
     caregiver...
     As a child you'd take his hand so he'd
     ferry you safely across the street.

Trust...
     ...is the unspoken oath that I had thought
     we both held sacred...
     When I spilled the contents, my heart
     couldn't bear much longer.

Trust...
     ...meant nothing when you took it all for
     granted,
     when you weakened and succumbed...
     ...and then shared with another...
My words
Convey
Deepest feelings
From the soul
Revived
With every drop
Of ink
Bridged
Is the chasm
Between me
and blank pages
Crossing over
To dwell
Among the lines
Betwixt
Are the meanings
 Jan 2015 Voodoo Queen
Juneau
it has been said for ages that a woman
could lead a man willingly to his demise
a song or a dance; a touch or a glance
simple gestures could dumbfound the wise
these have always just been strange stories
tall-tales or faerie-tales, even outright lies
until half a year ago. until the day that I-
became so very lost within her deep blue eyes
                              
it was just a simple look
that's all it took              
my heart missed a beat
then it shook

and in that moment, I finally did realize
how very powerful they can be; a woman's eyes
January 8, 2015

forty-one
 Jan 2015 Voodoo Queen
Juneau
Brothers share one life
menaced by the great bull's horns
they are sons of Zeus

together they run
forever in the night sky
Castor and Pullox
January 15, 2015

Gemini - Castor & Pullox - Taurus

forty-four
 Jan 2015 Voodoo Queen
Juneau
exhale a blue-grey  
nothing makes me feel this way
light, inhale, repeat
January 20, 2015

forty-six

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