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witchy woman Apr 2015
Amber, molten glaze floating

with fragments
        of tiny emerald        

engulfed & captured


in the priceless lagoon
Sigh
witchy woman Apr 2015
There's far too much
to say about our
invisible electricity, our complicated
simplicity that fills me
with just enough joy
to last me through
my day of toxicity.

To make me hunger
for your sweet, stubbly
kiss that fills the
little hole that was so
viciously knawing
at my soul.

In love, I can't pretend
in life, my bestfriend
I can't stop the emotions
that slowly creep up
expand and distend
foreign feelings, I am
able to happily follow
yet not comprehend.
My tiny heart has swollen
witchy woman Apr 2015
Oh sweet Atlantic,
let me sink to the most deep
for when I am beneath your waves
funny, I find it easier to breathe.

I find my unearthly paradise,
everything is suspended in
exquisite animation, for miles of
everlasting sea.

Sweet child, do you
understand the utmost power
of the tides?

They will take you anywhere and everywhere
with or without your consent in mind.

A wise woman once told me
an old native story,
about paddling your canoe through the
river of life.

There are people,
who try and fight the current
after a short while, they become
too tired to carry on;
thus, they are swept away on whichever
path the water may follow.

There are people,
who simply lay back
and expect the river to take them
wherever they want to go,
they expect, no matter what
it'll guide them home.
But, rivers have a mind of their own
and they are quickly swallowed
by the water as their canoe
shatters on the sharp river rocks.

Then, there are those
who learn to navigate the river
who know when to fight the current
to avoid the most trecherous boulders
and to also know when
the water is taking them on the
journey to love, bliss and nirvana
just around the riverbend.
More words.. teachings from my Nana.. life is a river
witchy woman Apr 2015
the moon is cast, high in the sky and so far away
I long for the fields that span endlessly into
absolute nothingness.

I cannot bear the industrialized life,
dreaming, there are no gas filled automotives
or smoke stacks pouring their noxious fumes
into the sky.

I sit on the shoreline, and watch the clouds pass me by.
Waiting, I could wade in
and simply say goodbye.
not a poem about death, just random words, understand?
witchy woman Apr 2015
unplugged, the sound doesn't reach
the bloom of my
ear buds
Or ring rhythm through
its drums.

so much mistrust in this
stumbling race of
humanity, its too easy
To let yourself
become undone.

I have to convince my
****** up little brain
that he's not going to hurt me
he's honest
everythings ok.

Sometimes I feel like I'm slipping away

I can't accept
that the happy feeling
is allowed to stay.

I'm afraid darling you'll just end up
pushing me astray

Perhaps not today-

but one day,

one day.
Is anybody out there?

        Just nod if you can hear me

Is there anybody home?
witchy woman Apr 2015
Everyday, that much closer
the light draws me nearer for
I am her dutiful moth. I stare
through caliescope eyes
into her many shifting patterns of
her wondrous majesty.
My queen, my saviour from
the bitter cold atemosphere
the night casts over these desert
hills and valleys.

I will be your single, doting insect
slaughtering any other winged
visitors who feel they should take
a wee peak.
If anyone, is to burn
at their free will and
your given mercy
I can assure you, my darling
it's going to be me.
Mmm fire
witchy woman Mar 2015
Your heart is a smoldering pit of magma
a forest fire in your soul
your eyes the burning log
around your hot pupil coal

& you melt me with the lightest touch,
the faintest smile gives me a rush
like the warm May breeze that tickles my skin
sends comfort and serenity deep within

sweet grass & ***** haze

I could wrap myself in your enormous blaze
I lose all the time in your presence
unaware of all the passing days.

It feels so right
to be here tonight.
completely engulfed by your flames.

I never thought I could feel this much...

My tiny heart, has never in this sense
been touched.

Being completely focused on another human being, learning their rhythm, entertwining our lives together- knitting each others torn hearts
like an old warm sweater.

I'll be by your side no matter what the weather
I have yet to inform you,
I never say forever

But I want to feel this for the rest of my life
you & I, together.


*sigh of relief and happiness*
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