by 1 member and 27 followers Thought provoking poetry without bounds of convention's confines.
Diversity in texture and hue of unconventional possibilities.
Liberating enigmas of thoughts of nether-world realms, considered wonderingly.
Deep oceans where open minded souls swim freely outside the fishbowl.
Unspoken morphing languages of a narrative common thread
...aka...the deep stuff that can change meaning
every reread for the author and or the reader
When the mind is open, every word has meaning ―
I was drowning in the desert Coming out of this Egypt Were nothing ever grew Along with all my hope in you The ******* that I've known With all the pain been sown Maybe on the other side he abides Seraphim guided my way they flew Into the land of milk an honey Entering into promised Eden now The garden filled with only love intensely searching to find my Boaz By a brook on a mountain of Topaz I saw him laying under an apple tree He was weaving a flower wreath The moment he looked saw I was approaching He beckoned me to come closer Our eyes met like blue magnets Reflected in suns glazed moon beams Smiling as stars twinkle bright we touched He placed the wreath upon my head Did kneel before me too & said my Queen I've waited all my life for you to come my way Then kissed me with such passion overcome I swayed He carried me up to our home atop topaz mountain amongst the apple trees where warm honey flows Blanketing ourselves in bliss of loves ever afterglow
We climbed long up to love mountain Our temperature had been dropping Blindsided at its highest peak Only to slide down its fountain Its slippery ***** then sink You fell so fast head first Reaching out my hand to clasp because my wings were clipped Trying to save us both to last From the endless dark abyss Never knew I’d fall so hard Heart first still waiting for the First responders to come pick up Our shattered remains for rescue But told them just to leave us two Because it didn't matter we're thru lying on the canyon floor months later a pair of white swans came Into both of our night time dreams Spoke our of promises, ring things of same They said rise up again take each others hand This broken time shall now be mended Soul mate love is forever will not be rescinded Knowing when given this love will never be ended
Its said the Swans mate for life and often when their mate dies the one left behind dies shortly after from a broken heart.
Since I already knew I'd die of a broken heart I made preperations treating my death like art
Stop worrying I took care of everything the guests and the burying even ordered flowers in early spring
I'm still around. If anyone was actually wondering where I've been I apologize. I missed posting on here so I might get back to it more often. No promises. I hope you, whoever reads this, are having a good day, week, month.. and if not, hang in there. Just hang in there.
The woman in the window Looks out beyond the glass Beyond the reach of her whispers Befogged upon windowpanes glance
Farther than the bounds Her own breathe imbues Out of reach her long fingered touch Tracing her murmurs on looking glass dew Grasping for the shadowed artifacts Only time does nonchalantly drift past
Perched alone upon a cloud of silence Her thoughts eddy in soundless swirl Spinning like dizzying shadows Swallowed by a thirst for light
The other side of window beckons Only she knows she’s looking out through a sigh; Seeing no one familiar looking back ― For what hidden jewels within abide
She dreams of dancing leafless by daylight Twirling beneath the whispering willows sway Just a step away from being free Just a step away from feeling alive
With first step beyond imprisoning hesitation Crossing over the threshold of a dream Through a liberating portal outside the glass Just on the other side of the windowsill ...