The head and the heart communicate.
In stillness the soul whispers
Making sense of it all if one chooses to listen;
Discernment.
Sep26
Tag Archives: head
Sep22
Sense
The head and the heart communicate,
In stillness whispers the soul
Making sense of it all when one chooses to listen;
Discernment.
Jun29
Under water
She walks around under water
But her chests rises and falls,
Rises and falls.
And the trees are standing tall
In her under water world,
The birds fly high.
And the people walk with their heads hanging heavy
But their chests rise and fall
Rise and fall;
And no one knows whether they are awake or dreaming at all.
Mar24
Vampires
My momma told me
Vampires were real
So every night i would make sure the curtains
On the window above my bed covered the window completely,
Not a centimeter uncovered in case
A Vampire should choose to hover above me.
I would then crawl in bed
And get snug under the blankets
Placing my cross necklace on my neck over my nightie so any Vampire would be
Afraid to approach.
And I would stay still
And I would not breathe until exhaustion took over.
All those years I filled my head with the terror of make believe
When reality was worse.
Distraction.
Jul11
Here Not
It is late.
The falling moonlight has gone to my
Heart.
The wine has gone to my
Head.
No fault but mine.
I lick the salt on my lips which
The air has placed there; sea spray.
Another night on the
Italian coast.
The waves lap at my feet as I
Sit here on the rocks.
It is not my fault,
This calling.
Primal.
Always calling.
My mind does not comprehend
So I close my eyes and listen.
Tears on the back of my hand.
Joy.
Solitude.
And I fight my longing desire to stay.
My very atoms scattering in the wind.
The deepness of me,
Soul fathoms spinning.
Grabbing.
Pulling.
I am here yet I have never been here.
Everywhere lingers in my hair.
Jun3
Stop
Sometimes I turn my back on
Myself
To stop the writing,
The ever pressing feelings.
Pretend not to listen to all the thoughts
Ricocheting
On my insides.
My heart and head
Moving at the speed of light.
I hold on too tight
Trying to tame them,
Trying to shrink them
That I may grasp and squeeze them
Into ink.
Most often
They do not translate;
They do not fit.
Unsoundness of mind
Prevails.
Alienation my companion.
Sometimes.
Nov6
Serene Soul Whisper
I lay my head upon your chest.
Each heartbeat I feel upon my cheek.
Strong and steady it speaks
A message meant for me
Hidden
In every
Rhythmic beat.
A serene soul whisper.
“I am love.
“You are loved.”
Dec1
It Happens
It happens
At night.
The doubt climbs
Onto me
From the inside out
To sit upon my chest
And steal my breath.
There it encourages me to stay.
Safe in my head.
Begs me to lay
Safe in my bed.
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