walk with me, oh sweet soul
oh please, walk with me

walk with me upon this path betwixt dale and brook
you are goddess of the moon, healing night creatures
feel the rustling breeze whisper hopeful prayers to us
don’t condemn your thoughts and feelings, for they guide.



This time, curiosity can be a blessing
Seek not excitement of the night
Yet wait not forever for a life to come
When you have it *right now; live it well.

Emotions are sometimes borne of selfish needs
Thus, succumbing to easy judgment.... may lead to pain
And not only to yourself, oh no!
Its force can touch your whole being.

Get up thus and walk with me, sweet soul
Get fresh air into your lungs
Lie on beachsand, fully stretched, in clothes
Feel the living sun give to you, selfless.

Encourage not phantoms of ill desire
Place not your heart so precarious
Reach inside, extend a hand
For what seems cursed or bland..may well be ~ your very own blessing.



Oh, what gentle ministry gives she...goddess of the moon..to a needy soul




S T, 30 June 2013

Simply

Simply divine
these thoughts that are mine
of who you might be

magnificently hidden behind a veil
of sophisticated words
keeping your identity a secret
for reasons that are Simply yours

mine is but to wonder why
but most certainly not to pry
it Simply is your choice

will the mask be removed
will you reveal you
only time can be certain
Simply behind the curtain

Gomer LePoet...

I see her there
A taste of heaven, a glimpse of light
The one who lies in the depths
The depths of my memory, the depths of peace
And the depth's of the creator's jealousy

Eyes
A pair of bright brown eyes sit in from of me
in the the creamy milk sea that is her skin
An enticing stare brings me forth, dragging me forth from the depths
Of my own pain, shattering my mask of arrogance to reveal my true form
That form of self-loathing that hides in the depths of my core

Skin
Skin so silky smooth and so pale that it inspires
Jealousy and hatred in doves
Yet its thick to protectec her the the cold
The unforgiving, cruel, godd-forsaken cold
Of a harsh world that offers her no understanding

Hair
Thick flowing waterfalls of crimson waves
So rich and beautiful, the gods feel shame
Undying shame compared to her perfection
It shines, bouncing back light
enough light to blind the sun, eternally burning the atmosphere

Smile
Her lips, so delicate
Calm and filled with the color of a rose
it hurts to see that smile fall
Her smile is but
A crescent moon that rests calmly
On the small jaw of a goddess

Form
A body so small and frail, yet so
Powerful and full of the strength
Of an unholy angel
Enough strength to keep me
Kept me crawling on
Hanging by the last thread of my sanity
The one I loved from the depths of my soul

Pretending

I can no longer pretend I am fine
that my empty heart will be okay
I tried to make it easy hold the line
while my loneliness dug inside more every day
did I make it too easy for you
easy for you to turn and walk
I pretended that it did not matter
that we would hardly ever talk
I knew things got harder in so many ways
we became strangers passing in the night
I hoped for your return for so many days
your eyes in my mind when I turned off the light
I know there is nothing I can do
there is no way to make things change
I just wish I could stop thinking about you
no longer pretending
no longer pretending

Gomer LePoet ....