Universal vibrations
Awaken
My
Sleeping heaven.
I recover
My breath
As your exquisite essence envelopes
My soul.
Jun16
Tag Archives: poetry
May22
Momma’s Violin
Momma would pick up the violin
When her heart was breaking.
And the strings she would play
Until her fingers,
They were aching.
And her tears
Made the melody
Flow from her soul.
Even though I was young,
I felt it in my blood.
The love and the hate.
The longing and yearning
As it echoed from impossible
Depths.
Each note
Bleeding
Out
From the
Fissures
Of her
Heart.
May22
Forever
I must write today.
I must paint the sun
In rhymes.
Or not.
I must urge you to taste the
Rain
With your heart.
Become the air as it dances with
The leaves of the trees.
I ask you to
Close your eyes
And
Let a cloud roll
Off
Your tongue.
Sense the heat of the sun
As it plays on your skin.
Take notice as the ink amuses itself in your
Mind,
Leaving every word a memory indelibly
Impressed upon your soul.
Forever a part of you.
May22
Contact
Soft light peeking through.
Determined to touch the shadows.
Waking every morning.
Wanting nothing more than to
Make contact with
Something within
The dark.
May19
Nurture
Lie back.
Breathe.
And see
Within
While we nurture
Each other’s
Souls.
Our thirsty and
Yearning souls.
Until we are
Completely filled
With love.
Utterly
Satiated
To the
Core.
Soaked
Through the
Soul.
Whispering
Serenity.
Trembling
Joy.
Breathing
Stillness.
Then,
Breathe
Again.
May19
Be
If we could be.
Just set our souls free
And
Be.
One and one equals
One.
Be
Like the moon and the sun.
Together
They keep the world as one.
Together
They
Create the beautiful
Sunrise and sunset
On the oceans edge.
Together
They
Compose the
Beginning
And
The end.
Yet never ending
As One.
May19
Life Began
This is where life began.
The day you raised your gaze
From the
Floor
To the sun.
The day you took a step
In a direction you had never been before.
May18
I’ve Crawled, I’ve Clawed
I’ve crawled.
I’ve clawed my way out.
Feel like I’m barely coming up for air.
I’ve screamed so loud in silence.
I’ve begged and pleaded.
Still barely breathing.
And it seems I’m just invisible.
A reflection of nothing there,
A ghost as thin as air.
Wondering if I’ve ever really been or am I just a
Dream.
A figment of my imagination
Or somebody else’s creation.
But I can hear myself breathing.
I
Feel the blood beating through my veins.
Is there any life inside of me?
Does any flicker of light remain?
May15
In Its Silence
Love heals
The open wound.
And in its
Steadfast
Silence,
Gives wings
To the
Broken soul.
May13
At The Center
If you were
To touch me
I would shatter into thousands
Of pieces
From the longing.
From the waiting
To
Be.
After searching for you from the
Moment
My soul
Entered this existence.
And there,
At the very center of those pieces,
You shall find me.
Chole Into Diamonds 