Carry On, Carry On

September 24, 2013 § Leave a comment

Earth Redeemed

Image via here.

Talking mutes is what we are

Afraid to utter against the pain

The talons gripping our hearts in fear

Pricking to remind us we are here

Tricking us into thinking,

This is feeling

Our blooming, glorious pain

Numbed to life

Only to be pricked again


In some there’s the feeling…

A warm glow growing

Thawing the claw


FEAR

The byproduct of living


In a cruel and beautiful world

So too, the world revolves mute

Fear of change, fear of not changing right

Fear of loving, fear of not being loved right

Unaware, the world’s evolved

To feel the warmth,

Then the glow

Yet, the fate of this world

Remains an untapped potential

So carry on, carry on and let it be


Until we live into a world,


Of renaissance dreams

Sunrise Promise

September 15, 2013 § 1 Comment

I am not disillusioned when it comes to you

I know the price of being open

My wholeheartedness only matched

By the potential of being broken

 

Yet I journey on

Knowing each moment

Each twist, each turn

Each breath

I choose

 

I chose you

I chose this path

This journey

Before twilight had faded

And born a new day

 

Bringing the promise of a new beginning

The past bid adieu

Sitting here I wait, spinning my rhyme

Heart phrases strung for you

 

No, I am not disillusioned

I know what may not be

As it never was

Any more than you and me

 

A sunrise promise

That has set it’s own path

Comforted in knowing

That this too shall pass

 

Sunrise promise pic

 

Courting a Silhouette

August 20, 2013 § 2 Comments

Whispy marionette

You shape shifter

Time drifter

World traveler

Sans form

A mirage of soul

Thinly veiled memory

Your shades and shadows

Carrying me out to sea

Gentle ebb and flow

Distilled in violent haste

My heart scribes ink

Finding oasis on this page

Is there sense in loving you?

This dalliance—

Of fated marionettes?

Clipping my strings

I fall from Grace

For Loving you…

Is like Courting a Silhouette

Anything But That

August 10, 2013 § Leave a comment

Rose heart glasses

I love you

you know, I love you

you exclaim

as if the bittersweet refrain

will quiet my lonesome fears

quench the painful tears

what a beautiful dream

retro-fitted reality

opening my eyes

to infinite worlds

dotted lines

between you and me

but still,

in knowing your touch

your inner being

to give me anything

anything but that

-is to thieve the last breath

of the living.

Soft Curve

August 10, 2013 § 1 Comment

Photo Credit Ulmer

Photo Credit Ulmer Studios via here.

 

Maybe I’m the Soft Curve

—–to your hard line.

 

 

A Childhood Myth

August 4, 2013 § 4 Comments

My body weeps

For the childhood myth

That once existed inside

A foolish fantasy

Of happy endings

Prince charming

White horses roaming green pastures

Grand castles reaching the stars

And gingerbread villages in between

My own private fairytale

But the walls once stable

With butter cream frosting

Have caved in

Lying broken, molding

Leaving me empty

Unknowing what to believe in

Not even Rapunzle’s golden hair

Can save me from the decaying happiness

I’ve created

 

Fantasy

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