I?
I am kneeling;
Cold bath water
A lamb to the slaughter;
My eyes forced shut
My head tossing back & forth;
The weight of my hair
Knots when tumbled over my head
Dark nights.

I
See skies part
An intoxicating light
Each pink sky; an awakening dawn
Drinking myself to death
Haunted, glancing reflections bathroom taps,
Gasp, choke, drown sorrows,
Hearing the notes of my own beating heart
It fights.

I
Knock over the glass,
Sancerre douses the floor
Flooding sirens play, & dim the noise within
So grand;
Scream, a plea for death, last stand
Tears within
Porcelain hand held & gashes my skin
Hear me.

I
Must remain unspoken
A sinful hurricane drunk,
Standing in ferocious waves hitting empty shores,
Bodies in motion
The sky opens filling a roaming ocean,
A deep coldness resides
Your heart bleeds, your body stiffens, Mother Nature asserts, you abide,
Respecting she.

   © Sia Jane

I find it downright admirable
to read the thoughts of ordinary people
which may transpose letters on the sheet,
forming eternal words with magic meanings.
I tend to think there is a hidden power,
because some souls can be healed with good metaphors.

Things were so much less complicated when we were little, but now I feel like I don't even know you anymore.

If you had a bad day today
I just wanted to remind you
That you are wonderful
And you are worthy of life
I am here if you need to talk
I am here if you need to vent
Nothing anyone ever says
Nothing that ever happens
Is worth tearing yourself apart over
because this life
is yours
don't let society
take your life
away from you
you are a beautiful soul :)

You were born with thunder rumbling from between your lips.
Your words were learned to be feared.
the promise of being trapped in the rain was too frightening for anyone to listen.

You were a flower that had begun to wilt,
covered by the shade of those towering above you,
and when they stole the last ray of light,
you learned to become your own sun.

Lightning shown in your golden-brown eyes.
Fierceness and a refusal to take any odds into consideration.
You struck hearts into beating again,
you struck minds into thinking again.

Your soul is a flood raging over hills. You are washing down every crevice of the world;
drowning and sweeping away things that will never measure to your strength.

You are a Californian wildfire.
Beautifully destructive and distinctively fearless.
You are crackling heat in valleys where thirst will never be quenched.
Don't be offended when they turn away,
some people just can't take the heat.

You have grown into a refusal to let the natural disasters inside of you sit still.
You have taken every ounce of nothingness that you felt and turned it into a brewing storm.
We will hear that thunder rolling from your lips this time.

Sonnets were written about your icy smile years before you were born.
Poets know the beauty of a powerful earthquake that could send cities crumbling,

Everyone knows the beauty of a powerful woman that can send worlds crumbling.

If the power goes out in an elementary school, hell has official frozen over.

The scientists flung the Rosetta      
like spinning a ball in rouletta.
      The nerds were annoyed
      when their progeny buoyed.
All was saved with a back turbojeta

Settling down on an icy ast'roid,
which was neither oblong nor spheroid,
      they said "Philae be grounded",
      instead she rebounded
and almost was lost in the void.

With war games and money misdealt
the project was left needing gelt.
      And cells lacking power
      sent nerds to the shower
while watching the meteor melt.

I have lived a thousand lives and died a million deaths.
And somewhere in between, I finally found myself.