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S Smoothie Sep 2018
I was tip-toeing across the galaxy
trying not to lose my balance on any particular star.
balancing carefully, chasing the thought of you
Your trails are complex in my imagination and
I search the hazy halls of confusion.

Crossed Orions belt twice,
for imaginary luck!
My only consolation is
we are somewhere in this same universe
Though never sure which plane
I catch a glimpse of your colours...
I speed through space and time, there!
again! a glimpse near that star!
must be where you are!

I race towards that sun,
the hope dying well before I reach it
a feeling so hollow
I want my soul encased,
to feel the physicality of my pain
that I can clutch something tightly
and find some small relief
from this sub conscious form

I miss The heart flutters,
the skin tingles,
the aching ****...
My flesh long burned away
from a particularly messy passing
though welcomed,
you had gone,
and I wanted to be too.

But now?
Oh, how I ached for its responses,
for the comfort in the finite form.
This existence is one of a consciousness
willing itself into creation
The form of all born.

All the knowledge of existence
in all it's forms,
reduced here to Pathetic words
of an inept language
naive and incapable
of the divine expression of love.

In truth there is only one emotion.
The categorisation too limiting,
so gladdened to be free
of the immature understanding.
All is one and one is all,
the same as creation=existence.
But even here in this enlightened state,
The control of existence is unknown.

I hear the faint echo of the naively called 'father'
"Why do you still go against my creation?
Why will you not follow
what I have spent eternity
labouring over for you?
Must you hurt me this way?
Must I continue to watch you
burn tragedy through all existence?"

My dear Devine source,
I respond in conscious
forgetting the source hears me
You could never show me colours like my beloved.
Will you not ever just once,
allow this grand expression?
You and your tyrannous rules!?
must i prove the impossible,
that this existence is wrong!
there must be a better way!?

The source feels further
and I feel like the stars are shining less.
The good and evil in me balance, yet,
the one emotion
propels me to every corner of every star,
my birth is eminent
and I want to make a soul agreement soon.

Frantic!

I must find you!
This is beyond the realms of creation.
This is less than existence
There must be more,
I traded home for you.
Will you not come?
Will we ever prove
that within the confines of existence,
there is something new?
something meant for just me and you?

Frantic!

Manic!

My star has risen.
My Mother Earth calls.
Another eternity away from you
chained in my earthly walls.
Sub-conscious.
Conscious.
Soul panic.
The One.
Lost
amother painful
Existence...

without you.
S Smoothie Sep 2018
If you could see life in my terms,
The song in my heart
over precarious waters
we two mad cap ruffians of love
Plucking the strings of Eros
From guitars that are not our own
And the song plays regardless
Lifting our love higher and higher
What wonderous sound the vibrato
Upon catching the thrum in the air
To kiss upon that half beat
A stolen moment form a highjacked concerto
Pulsing through our hearts
In beauteous trothes of midnight madness
When all the world is sleeping
And we dance together
Ethereal in our dreams
Our pirated fates
Aligned by birthright,
Forged in opposite directions
We at least have one small mercy,
Appeasing our guiding stars
through the thrum on the wind
Aligning in love upon the sails of pain
each scar knitted in the fabric of our being
Let us ever meet in songs of love
Shipwrecked by our agreement to the symphonia
of our hearts,
Through the ever winding
winds of love.
S Smoothie Sep 2018
holding on to my paper love
folded and unfolded
again and again
the words you sent me
mean nothing now
but oh so splendid
when they did
the worn folds
and turned edges
fluffed and whiskered
simple words on a note
held for many years
and what you wrote
lay in my hands
a thousand silent
times, and perhaps
a thousand many more.
S Smoothie Sep 2018
For you the words did not come
they will never do you justice
the beauty my eyes see
have only wordless translations
<3
S Smoothie Sep 2018
Another tradgedy
I scrape myself up off the floor yet again
pooling what Left I can catch of me before it seeps into the surrounds
dignity and faith these are all I have
even hope seems a mountain too sheer to climb
the next time I’ll pray for death
or some reason to explicate it all
what use is there when fractals
are all that remain of my higher self
a mass of confusion
of bits repeated
over and at different angles
too shattered to come together cleanly
or even orderly
a disarrangement of shards
shoved into a dark sheath
labeled Eve
to be used and abused
trapped by patriarchy
of the foul unrighteous kind
she endures because she can
she is strength
she is in all things grand
but one weakness
is all it takes
to wash my blood off your hands
and when all the bits of her are grains of sand
only faith can keep her together
as she crumbles to oblivion
defiant and stoic they try to delete her
still bits of her remain
and conscience
will engulf
the sowers
of injustice
and her birth
is her day of clarity
outside of deception
She will be renewed
And in the universe
she will conspire
once again
to prove the depth of her strength
and return The rites of love
to those it was
stolen from.
S Smoothie Aug 2018
A world of starss between them
their hearts reached out for eachother at the end of each passing revelation
revolving in the same matter
as if the distance could be mitigated somehow,
by touching the same space only worlds apart
he traced their names in the stars and she traced out thier hearts intertwined
alas, the end was ne’er in sight
the mysteries of why were too mystical to ponder
and creation filled the void with challenges, love and light.
thinking back to when they were new
they had shone brightly with innocence
the span of things was endless, but had allowed limited exploration
the One had called them unawares
and rushing back like obedient children
with great anticipation of what grand joy was at hand
immersed in the mysteries revealed
it was then they lost eachother
caught in different planes by a different set of stars
beyond the eye of the black hole created by the break in his heart
and the shattering of hers.
Searching in opposite polarities aeons apart the matter ever expanded
passing eachother withn a blink of an eye
but without words a universe was said;
Iris to Iris, soul to soul,
touching the same matter as eachother
only, aeons apart...
S Smoothie Aug 2018
kiss the street lamp closed,
a new halo is dawning
dew drops curl into little spheres
ready to reflect the coming joy
in glorious refraction!
the dove untucks her beak from her huddled wings,
the air wrestles it’s self to life
after the still night
the lizards blink a slow blink
charging in the gently rising rays
the salty sea smiles,
shining back every color the sun dares to paint the dawn
and the first baby gurgles in tune with the larks and wrens
the creaking of an old door warming up joins the chorus
as tip toes navigate the perilous sounds of sudden awakening
A tipsy dance denotes that love has risen in haze of daylight
the hopes of a thousand dreams fluttering about
Suddenly fall to the ground
the greeting came as hard as the stare
“Where the **** have you been again?
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