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Purpose of love,  to hold and to cherish
Love is the only emotion that lasts
Even onto death
A heart never leaves you,  it only changes places  
Softly the soul engraves the memory , into
Eternity it goes;

Don't go...

Miles away from home where the sun is on fire with yesterdays dreams
an Indian sari gown of silk and bead arrives  bending the wind to its  will
warm rain and saffron tinted skies caress gold eyelids and irises of old
Miles away from home the strings of my guitar recall Indian streams
and warm walks on the beach. A faint song  clings to her ghostly figure
like a lyrical refrain, while a fading light begins to lose its shine ....
August smiles still simmer on my mind ,  I was a young man in love  
with a Princess who cradled my heart to the rocking motion of the moon;
She took me to Saffron Hill, then flowered me with poetry, oh what a thrill
to be so close to the sun and not to burn from the throws of her quill ...
Miles away from home I felt the power of her light and then she was gone,
like the monsoon rains of India, she disappeared in September leaving me
to strum my guitar in a Cincinnati bar, watching neon lights light up,  
I told it to old Fred , but he just smiled at me and handed me
a saving thread , "Son,  you'll always have your memories"      
then he handed me another Sangria, the color of her swiveling dress.

Oh heart of mine be still as feathered quill
like poetry Divine we are well paired, consigned    
Oh self of innermost desire stoke me like fire  
and fill my hub with poetic bliss attire
Oh love, oh love, my dove, fit me like a glove !

Oh joy of my soul bring forth your kiss
in fervent mesmur draw me in and sweet concur  
Oh  jewel of my pine, be my templed nave    
my loyal stave that saves
Oh love, oh love, my dove, your sent from up above

Oh enchanted one immobile as the noon day sun
steady as a rock you stand as you take me by the hand
Oh lover of eyes, lips and ears make room  
for a rose of scented value, I am yours,  
Oh love, oh love, my dove, fly me to the moon

Oh love, oh love, my guy, please don't be shy
say you'll be mine until the day we die.

The little urchin sat by the sea watching the waves splash
no parent to watch him no rules to obey, just a big old sea
He survived on wild berries and fresh catch of the day
half crazed with heat he wore nothing but skin hide

A little roe deer depleted by summer, lost but not found  
no rescue mission in question for this child, un-abused  
He was raised by wolves in the thicket of the forest
respecting nature he ate what he caught with bare hands

A feral one with matted dreadlocks and eyes like sea glass    
moved like a panther with stealth, as he surfed the shore
first human contact was made by a fisherman on his arrival  
it took years to build up the trust, but eventually he spoke.
Copyright © Mystic Rose Rose | Year Posted 2024

(Title taken from Sara Etgen-Baker)

In this little island before my house
I hear not a sound not even a mouse
muted trees of valor stand still in grace
I think I almost won the race

Tracks of history live here on this island
I recall the day you took me by the hand
nearer to forever I feel so content
no leaf is stirring inside this tent

A silent symphony plays on in my head
needling my heart like pliable soft thread    
In this little island before my house,
I hear not a sound not even a mouse.

A touch of grace upon the face of the earth is what she is, this  
Bacchus of sweet ecstasy that resides within us strong and true    
Cheek of the Gods, amulet of power she pulses through us with    
Dulcet lights ingratiating the mind and heart like a warrior of old
Echoes of past lives transgress silently as the pure essence of her  
Flashes before our eyes, suggesting that we strive to live a stoic life  
Garlands of gold precious as honey, ribbon through like the sun      
Heartbeats pulse with motion and it feels like a thousand butterflies
Immaterial part of our living experience she is often mistreated
Jam packed with survival moments rough as diamonds un-tumbled  
Karmic turns of the sacred wheel  she turns us around each time  
Love and love alone exists here, a litigating lioness, she owns a
Mothering instinct and a fathers protective incline, because
No other part of our bodies can do what she does,  she brings  
Oneness to that inner world, she thrives on meditative states
Pleasing the senses more thoroughly than any earthly pleasure can  
Queen of the night, she contains more light within than a Sirius star
Review her as you would review the latest good film you saw,  
Soulistic Beauty Of The Soul, ...that is what I'm talking about
Trust in the nature of all things that are good, no never quit for
Universal truths she will bring to you, if you search and find
Veer towards her light and bathe in her perfume dear one
Whilst God and the Angels rule the heavens, she rules you
Xebec sails flapping in the wind, remember to glide don't run  
You only get once chance to get it right my friend, so live life  
Zealously, in the face of adversity, ... use your soul power.  

Abecedarian Form :

I am a writer; it has taken me decades to admit that about myself. I use poetry to excavate meaning, to express love, to appreciate human frailty. I wish to share and celebrate these emotional moments with other writers and grow within a community.

South City Lady 2h
residue
truth leaks between words
when solitude bends
& cradles the past we are
always a child
within the recesses
of a smile  the sinner
kneeling before the altar
of our saint we are
sands of time adrift
in a storm never recollecting

each caught between
nail beds and wisps of hair
tied in ribbons of distant youth
we are mirrors cracked
& misshapen
seldom self reflecting
for fear that if we silence
the noise too long
we'll be caught
listening to sobs
of rain collecting
in gutters heaving

with resistance
an ever aching
reverberation
who have I become
who have
I
        become?
#maturity #reflection
South City Lady
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vienna bombardieri  Your writing is full of honesty and revealing phrases that I admire. You show great maturity in your writing dear South City Lady, Keep u the great writes. Blessings.

first day
Sitting in the faculty lot
thinking how I'm as nervous

Reset your body with the affirmative motion
of your awakened senses dear child
Invigorate your soul and proclaim your life
through the middle way and let the self
assimilate with the oneness of it all.
Lose yourself in the timelessness of essential
both in heaven and on earth,
renewal is key element to Spiritual Revival.

Spookaroo where are you he yells while standing at the window
his diaper is sagging and his witches hat is crooked and all askew

The ghostees are busy tonight preparing candy for the big kids
she says, and the sorcerers are chanting in the forest of doom

But when are the Spookaroos coming, I don't see a think out there
then he sticks a thump in his mouth and pops out his big blue eyes

They are flying in the sky my love checking out the little children
now let's put your costume on and shell out, remember no peeking

He walks bow legged to his room and parts the curtains just a wee
Hoping to catch their attention, he bangs at the window with a shoe

Spookaroo spookaroo where are you, I got gummy bears for you
the witch's costume waits on the bed, he catches a cold Achoo!

Mom lifts him up and runs to the den with a voice singing soft and low
" they're a comin a comin, and they love naked bellies my son "

Quick get your costume, hide your navel, the spookaroos are here
toeing, he runs with his hands in the air screaming, no fair no fair !  

Mystic Rose

Melancholy of Innocence 5h


Something rose from within You
Something fell within my heart
Something heavenly unknown realm
United within our LOVEz-soul-connect

Whatever was felt was
Beyond human comprehension
Unknown, strange, mystical

We do not know from where it came
Front, behind, left, right, up or down
North, South, East, West, Earth or Sky
Beyond comprehension of six dimensions
We started loving within "NOW"

Only those who "becomes" the
SEVENTH dimension can know
The miracle of "Wild LOVEz"

Who can find BELOVEDz-LOVERz now?
Nothing exists - when our LOVE desireZ

No "world" remain in our UNION
Only NOTHINGNESS remains
A VOID filled by our ecstasy
YOU didn't remain "you"
Nor I remained "i"

The moment when LOVE happened
Was a MAGICAL moment of life
All the intelligence was set aside
The books of reason & logic
Were burnt to ashes & smokes

When the whole forest of life
Was set alight in blazing fires
This twig with two flowers
Remains untouched by apocalypse

Just let LOVE try its theurgy
Just let eyes perform amphimixis
Just let our seedings pollinate
Let LOVE elixir heal world's ills

BELOVEDz - LOVERz stoicism