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Jul 2013 · 604
Travelling Soul
lucie krpalova Jul 2013
I’m a travelling soul
I’m a house with doors open
I’m a sea resort
In the fall

If you ask me to go to California
I will
And wear your coat of
Integrity

I may seem shy
But I’m all black velvet and stars
Red crimson
On the inside

You enjoy being the one
who knows…
your enigma
your private show

you read the poems in my eyes
I’m moved by
you and I
More by you
You more by me
lucie krpalova Jul 2013
I need a song for a heart that is hurting
I need words that stroke like old men’s hands
Rest on my face
I need a life thick and soft like rich green grass
I need to lie flat on my back
Look at the clouds, aquamarine sky
For days and days
I need to get dried to the bone
Soaked wet
Swept by a storm
Washed up on a beach
I need to land within my own reach
I need to feel these hands and feet of mine
for the first time
I need a song for a heart that is hurting
Please.
Jul 2013 · 1.0k
Unprepared
lucie krpalova Jul 2013
I forgot I can love
You’re a reminder
Walking among the living
Upside down

I’ve always been so
Unprepared
But does it matter

I feel safe in your giant shadow
I am not new to walking in the wild
You know you don’t need to worry for me
But you do anyway and it’s magic
In a way

Cause I’ve always been so
Unprepared
A little girl of many talents
Staring at the gates

What will they think?
So great not to care
I’ve always known what I was inside
When others took a knife
magnifying glass
You don’t need to
You and your
ultrasound eyes

I forgot I can love
You’re a reminder
Walking among the living
Upside down

I’ve always felt  so
Unprepared
But it doesn’t matter
In a way.
Jul 2013 · 527
Into the Sun
lucie krpalova Jul 2013
I can dance
feel that life is magic
sit in the translucent light
at the table
by my window
and feel the breeze

you’re all gold to me
your face in the window
gold and pink sun rays shine
all the way through you
it’s beautiful

I can’t stop my mind
Travelling to you
On rooftops of
Steam trains
Further
Deeper
Into the sun.
Jul 2013 · 480
Wolves
lucie krpalova Jul 2013
I returned to the shack
Closed the door behind me
Lit the fire
I was back
I was me
My masks hanging on the walls like
Trophies
All those sad and sick masks
Reminders of who I’ve been
Time after time
I’m running out of reasons to be sad
I love my new self-confined freedom
I don’t even mind the loneliness outside
The cold thick snow
Doesn’t bother me at all

Magical mind
Believing in communication of eyes
Heart can always open more
When you don’t expect it
When you wait for it for ages
Anytime
Limits and boundaries
Words of endless possibilities
Outlining new worlds
Never entered before
Just by occasional
wolves
Jul 2013 · 598
Solar
lucie krpalova Jul 2013
It’s been years since I lived
And I have no remorse
The grass is greener on the other side
And there are wild horses
Words like life
and love
loose weight
they fade
and die

anyway, all I ever wanted from these
dry veined hands of life was
to hear the blades of grass
cut through my faked laughs
to hear the gusts of wind blow so hard
to leave me standing here
naked
blown off
all my doubt

call me solar
call me stellar
call me mean
call me
any
thing
Jul 2013 · 551
Plain
lucie krpalova Jul 2013
Plain
But  warm-hearted to the core
I’m telling you
My palms will grow trees
Eventually

Smiling
In a self-mocking way
I’m telling you
Hope is raising off
the earth
like heat off
sun-baked
pavement

Up and up and
Up

Peering
Up from the tree house
You still might squint your eyes in disbelief
But I’m telling you
Life is a gift
strong as a ship
of steel
and has just knocked me of my
feet.
How lovely
this defeat.
Jun 2011 · 840
A Head-dress of Feathers
lucie krpalova Jun 2011
I want a
head-dress of feathers
like hers

Time passes in the river
I'm restless
I quiver
My fingers are long
and longer
touch the foreign soil
grow under

Maybe you forgot
but I never did

I wear a head-dress
of feathers
and battle the wind
with eye-lashes
I dance on smooth stones
I carry large weight

Something is burning
pounding
in the rhythm of the heart
this land is too wide
for just sitting still

I wear a headress of feathers
I walk in the dark
I go on one foot
I march like a crowd
I read from a map
I read from the stars
our footprints are crossing
a numerous times
I wear a head-dress
of feathers
just like she does

Maybe you forgot
but we never did
this land is too wide
for just sitting still

— The End —