Tag: poems

Day Break

I stood in the grayed in dawn , the silence and took in a big breath.

The noise in my head has been so loud, the pain that comes along with that has been so sharp.

The inner and outer worlds have been clashing for a while. I’ve tried to hold steady.

The faint trace of smoke is in the air, as I breathe down into my lungs and push my feet into the cold cold grass.

Touchstones, the cold of the grass reminds me I’m real, the taste of the smoke reminds me I’m real, I haven’t yet disappeared, I haven’t yet faded with the mist of the dawn.

I do not know if today holds battle, or a blessed retreat and peace. All I know is in this fractured moment I find stillness.

Dawn

Dawn is coming later and later now. The cool chill of the navy and grey are what I am met with on my way in the morning. The first hint of light reaching up. At first the darkness still seems oppressive, to push back the coming light. But the golds and oranges gain power as they cut through and begin to illuminate the horizon.

This is symbolic of the ‘always tomorrow’. The light will come, the dark will recede to corners and cliffs.

AKF

Realizations of the soul

I closed my eyes to the sun. It’s early morning fire burning behind my lids. Do the Gods hear me?

I pray the heat ignites my determination. Keep moving forward, it’s the only place to go.

Pull the brambles from my cloak as I keep moving towards the light, away from this dark bog, fraught with prickles, poisonous thorns and things that bite from the shadows.

I call out, the echo answers.

Exhausted, my flesh longs to rest on the cool moss, allowing the bog to swallow me whole.

Slow through the mud, each step a 1000 pounds.

Will I find myself? Will I find the soul kin I believed were there? Was this all just a theatre for the trickster’s amusement?

When I was nameless, I could feel them, hear them.

I claimed my name, they faded violently from my grasp.

I open my eyes to the sun. Memories serve only to puncture.

The only message from the Gods is too keep moving, nameless once again.

Moon

I closed my eyes. Let Her silver glow wash over me.

The words I long to have heard, I speak to Her through still lips.

The coolness of the air prickling my skin, little reminders of how alive I really am.

My cheeks are wet, I am comforted by her soft embrace.

Blessed are the children of the Moon, for no Mother is more forgiving of our shortcomings than She.

DM.

Wake Me in the Night

A shiver down my spine as your lips pass over my skin.

My eyes closed, I am still

I follow along in my minds eye as you chart your way along my body, 

Lines of heat, tongue traced, a sigh.

My heart flutters, you find the sacred domain, 

I call out to the Gods

The cresting wave, the crash

Catch my breath

Calm settles over

Until it begins again

Delicious torture 

Faith

Energy. It is the basis of everything. 

I believe it is all connected. 

I believe we are all connected.

I believe we are here to learn. 

I believe we are here to help each other.

I believe in past lives.

I believe that a multiverse is a probability.

Energy never ceases to exist. It just changes.

I believe not everything is predestined.

I believe in timeless connections

I believe in soul families

I believe in levelling up

I believe in being of service

I believe in love

Speak

It’s shaky at best.

The breath.

Everything is caught.

Stifled at the throat.

Screams. Howls. Sighs. Laughter. Moans.

Jammed so full, there is no room for air to move.

Nothing comes. Just shaky breath.

It will rush in a torrent, tearing through flesh.

Release of pressure.

Nothing comes. Just shaky breath.

It has come before.

Stuffed back in.

Swallowed in searing chunks.

Humiliation. Frustration.

Jammed so full there is no room for breath.

Nothing comes. Not even shaky breath.