Oct 2015

If Veils Were Wands

If Veils Were Wands

If Veils Were Wands

Shaking the hollow out
Of the stick that gathered
The things that lived in
The cracks of the blankets
Because my bed has been
Left behind with the cursers
To live with the demons
They stirred to control me
Their every breath now
Dependent on their own karma
And what they let loose for
Centuries of ancestors because
The family tradition now holds
Their neck while they wait
For everything they are now
To obey for their darkness
As is written in the very air
Cast the darkness, then you pay
Where every light is made
Before the gold upon them
Too late for the light they hate
As they tried to blow out my
Flame that now engulfs
The world to hold me with
Love of every spinning center
Of the Universes I've healed
Putting stick inside my cabin
Of every part I've slept
To awaken upon my anchors

Like walking trees I land
Holding my ground even in
Train across spirits' mountains
Washed with running rivers
Over bridges they moan
Beneath as they feed such
That does not belong into
What is natural and dirt instead
Fertilizing the shores it
Travels away from me
Faster than I could if I
Followed to watch her sea
She brought the world a
Green forest to hold the
Love of every 'hello' passer
Then I remember my soul still
Travels over these mountains
To spoon between my arms
The destiny between gods
Until night whispers I
Belong wherever I sleep
Because it is where my
Dreams bring to life the
Dead dreams of all my
Lovers that never where
What they promised to be
To hold my promises to me
That I am my greatest love
If I ever share this with thee

It will only be because my pitcher
Is full of this traveling love
To fill the cups that meet my
Vortex of light-(w)holes spinning
Inside like there never was a black
Like dark matter or black-holes
Because they are only myths
Full of forth-dimension and energy
That has been commanded by
The stars I’ve filled with my hearts
The ravens' calls whispered across
Treetops wherever I daydream
Because she speaks to this place
Only the owls knew before me
With silent flight I still move as
The wings I formed from when
I was a surviving child of power
Healing the abusers' sanity only
To live another day like this
From when I disappeared to the
Other side of a drawing
I found their sanity no longer
My charge and released to
Their madness walking their
Dark nest of screaming chains
Made for the ghost they've
Already hoard their haunted
Ground they will remain
As their own vow of destiny

So I've returned again the dust
Of seeds that hold the light
Giving pillars throughout
Possibilities for birthing
Forgiving even the ghosts of
Darkness I walked through
Like doorway of only thresholds
The suns inside the deepest matter
Could have known if only wide open
When traveling through that way
Because the Abyss is my thousands
Of snakes for spirit arms
Purring because they no longer
Bite the passing curser's charms
Because I'm untouchable beyond
They were born to see
Instead shedding these skins
For my own multi-destinies
Turning their gazes to gems
Mimicking the birth of universes
As I walk, each pair of eyes
Follows every path I am taking
Who will be among the webs
Their teeth now form instead
Because all can possess their
Own poison of creation and
Which will they reach to new
Because I am now more than
Statue of a Goddess once remembered

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What Was She To Read?

What was she to read?

What Was She To Read?

As she hid with character
Will he remain this
Place she entered with
The woman she pretended
Was stars once upon
With mind equal to
And love returned as much
With secrets because
It just flowed that way
To hold their hands
Upon the rising stairs
After gifts of wooing
Her voice upon his
Waiting stories of balconies
He's reached from holding
Light around his halo
Could he still hold that
Person he was leaking
To be a day he would
Mold into if he healed right
Yet, her vision of was
Wrong about the 'when'
He would be this one day
Could he be underneath
Would kindness rise above
The fool he held close
To become his own nightmare
Would he release that burden
Just to hold her as dream

Sleepless and given up too much
Of her time while she let go
To hold her life in fortune
Disguised as a trip into
Nothing out there
Would she be drawing her dream
And writing steps to maybe
About stars and many suns
If he walked out of safe
Characters she placed him
Would madness be a better
Wish of him to have never
Walked that other around her
Display of grand pains
Could he just be a maybe
Heard her once and followed
Watching to be helped by
Something he never knew lived
Healing before ever touching
Wounds deeper than hell
So that he could maybe love
Her enough to come to
Be what she needed already now
Starting to fill all the room she made
Just to run across her name
He could fill as lasting gift
Or walk upon, to leave
Wold he be this underneath
He's never shown himself to be

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Becoming Another Place(meant)

Becoming Another Place(meant)

Becoming Another Place(meant)

Unpacking moments that stir
Only to put them in boxes
And divide them into retreat
Or gift of my future
To remember with fond leaps
Rather than this slapping
From every corner
I've torn loose from their
Sanctuary of hidden spirits
That wished to inflict upon me
Yet, they only tore loose
From near me instead
For how much I changed
Far from all these experiences
Designed to trap me
By the once leading of
False guides sent by darkness
Only light has ignited
To the place I’ll be creating
Because it is full of traveling birth
No more stagnation, nor other corpses
My shelves had filled with dust of
And rotten pieces I thought
Memorabilia to braid into nests
Pulled apart for their hearts
Saving skeletons for later
Anything remaining from that
To burn or thrown and away
Taking these hearts into the plains

Packed up like Gypsy Ancestors
Holding seasoned Nomads upon
My walking roots of tomorrow
Perhaps somewhere there was Native
Besides my spirit's magic
I hold a Goddess in this vessel
Of human to exist
Taking to our paradise my teachings
That my girl can be goddess too
Only waiting for God rising
In the equal of all Pantheons
All ego of deity, killed to be
Only what a human must become
Against the odds of false gifts
Real beauty is sewing its life
Into my own skeletons
I remember I am equal but
I remember, so is everyone
Only those who remember too
Can ever understand my lives
Of more than word(s), more than wisdom
Kindness I'll remember, even
If I must do what is best
For the souls I love
So deep, or in passing these
Spirits of an Otherside, I've never
Been mixed into, dead or alive
For I've made my own once
In some other life to be of

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Become Every Piece to Give

Become Every Piece to Give

Become Every Piece to Give

On this island of no bridges
Full of love that needs one
You walk to the edge
Of every half-yours endings
Watching my back turn from
Your surrounded splits
Upon your own back a stack
Of all the pieces you could
Build to this garden I keep
In the center I travel deep
Inside the universe in this world
I enter there when you
Keep at bay your arrival
I hide in the thoughts that
Form every black hole there
My strength dangles roots
In the sky when I'm under
On top I sit still as
Statue waiting for his worship
As his realization into equal
Become my attention for
His vibration levitations
Into a stage he never met before
With lights that filled like dreams
Of regarding coming his way
From the future the world was
Writing and pleading for healing
His were one more set of hands
To hold me like her trees

There is where you remember
The man you become and become
Because you always wished to be
How I could see you
When you make your scars
Ribbons in the wind you storm
Stripping away the bravado
Into pink and velvet stitches
Covering your sharp physique
Full of thin, cut, pale, piercing
Eyes watching my mind
The curves of my back, your horizon
And my head turns to the side
To hear your heart beating
With words of your travels
To become again a layer
You never knew you were
All along in my own ribcage
With open doors to find more
Of where you hid your 'one day'
Before how many births?
You were observing to be my God
As you always could be
If you didn't enjoy the authentic
Blood in your man-bones
So much seen before and before
Upon a stage you thought high enough
Until you saw where my steps went
Out of reach of your bridges

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