unfulfilled love - unrequited love - love relinquished - life unlived...
we all are gypsies of a sort wandering traveling through this life other lives space and time here there and yon on roads less traveled - this is a written and visual journal of my own travels - imaginedand/or real - come along with me -we'll danceamong the stars under the sun and over the moon - we'll share our stories of love around the campfire -come along -
poetry from the heart...
POETRY FROM THE HEART - my own words dedicated to all the words left unspoken, the acts left undone - the love unlived unfulfilled -
i dance with you...only in dreams...
WANDER OVER TO MY OTHER CAMPFIRES and LEAVE ME A NOTE IN THE SAND...
she had tried
how she had tried not to look to see
not to think to feel
to smell to taste
to want to need
to surrender sanity
to relinquish reality to
that galvanizing first glance the look
the lock of the eyes
that instantaneous knowing
the gnawing familiarity
the instant intimacy for where could it lead? but to no man’s land no woman’s land
the land of denial
the land of self-denial land of deceit deception
the land of no return
the isle of exile
this dangerous territory
to which they both were
foreigners in a foreign land
and so it was that she took flight bolted broke loose escaped escaped with her soul intact
her virtue whole
her heart held ransom
vowing never to return and now -
now she tried
how she tried to forget to erase eradicate exterminate but it was not to be she was not set free she was herself now the quarry prey to the polarizing pull of cerulean circles relentlessly pursued hunted stalked and found by the blue angel of love love amytal barbital veronal love hypnotic she had been ambushed taken by brute force ripped away ravaged by its raging currents taken to deep dark crevices she had never known chasmslong forgot places where he awaited her and now held captive she was love’s captive captivated a creature confined a prisoner held hostage by the deep endless unfathomable sea green oceans of love and lust
just to let you know, as my little campfires in blogland bear witness, the past week or so has found me distracted and sidetracked with the ups and downs of familial and other issues which have taken me from my usual time and energies on my own blogs and those of dear friends such as you - in addition, i'm working on a couple of LARGE art pieces with imminent deadlines -
so please forgive my seemingly "irreverent" attention here and know that my lack of regular postings and comments in no way reflects anything except that which it is - peripheral things to which i must attend for a couple of weeks -
but i'll be back and forth as i can so please check over at my places at your leisure, as i, of course, will yours! and, as always, i'll be thinking of you and yours with much affection - jenean
who is this beautiful woman? from where does she come? who is the black-haired man? what is his involvement with her?
what is he thinking? feeling?
what is she thinking? feeling? she is being sent away in bondage - or so it seems - is she? if she is, what unpardonable sin has she committed - what law broken that forces her into this exile - to what and where is she being exiled and for how long - does this exile include death? - what is she saying to YOU?
what story do YOU see here? feel here? tell us in your comment - and don't be shy!
she knew - standing there on the slippery precipice how could she not know the danger the darkness the death that awaited her the soft silky mist swirling enveloped her soul twirling surrounded her whirling holding her gently but holding her still as her life force poured into the liquid torrent that was his heart - she knew -
wandering wondering pondering plundering lost and alone
faded and fallen disowned unknown
yearning longing craving not yet known not yet found
gone but never had
absent barren nonexistent missing
wanting needing waiting
thefoggy roads crooked paths
raging rivers the mist the miles by love’s grace
all led but one place toward my fate one look
and i was found one touch
and i belonged one kiss
and i was home
the day they met how could she forget she’d found him in the phone book the sound of his name drew her like a hook she would say the words aloud wrapping each in a mystical shroud letting the syllables linger on her lips
tasting their softness like a lunar eclipse she wondered of the spell they seemed to cast the likes of which were unsurpassed and so she waited debated over and over carrying his number like a four leaf clover then came the day she could no longer wait she dialed his phone and sealed her fate he did not just walk into the room oh, no, he stormed into her life like a sonic boom his passion striking with the speed of sound and from that moment their love was bound their fire and love did them enslave merging and igniting their own shock wave when they were together nothing else did exist nothing mattered at all save their sweet kiss their other lives became the means to an end
possible only for the life of pretend and so it went moment by heated moment one surrendered one stolen without a hint or so they hoped or so they thought but what if their ways would have them caught and innocents would suffer at their hands this her loving heart could not withstand it would never be him to make the break it was for her to love forsake she tried once and then tried twice but unable to leave she paid the price until the day she knew had come it was now or never or both succumb with heart so heavy she made her way to tell him goodbye on that sad day her words struck them both like an icy death neither able to speak or get their breath they stood embraced in disbelief unable to grasp the depth of their grief their tears a river would make they tried to be strong for the other’s sake whispering their love in sobbing quivers knowing their lives were now mere slivers of what they had cherished for such a short time a love unknown by most true love sublime but coming not in fate’s right time
she thinks of him now she thinks of them
and neither their time nor their love does she condemn nothing in their lives really has changed
their hearts remain faithful their bodies estranged their other lives again the means to an end possible still with the life of pretend
she crept through all the motions casting aside her burning emotions day after day and night after night fighting her cares with all her might
she dressedfor the eyes of others tho she’d clothe not at all given her druthers shimmering gown and sparkling jewels all adorned for the judging fools if only they knew what they could not see for deep down inside was a screaming banshee but what could they know of love so true which to them was only a torrid taboo
and so it was that she went moment by moment pretending without a hint not even a glint living a lie lying to live unable to forgive her heart breaking bleeding like a sieve
passion unbridled soul on fire all for a love she n’er could acquire
its fence did not me confine it did not me bind lock in - convention it did not contain it did not me detain keep out - conduct it did not control it did not me enroll lock out - conform it did not conquer it did not me defer keep in - correct it took not its toll nor did it take my heart or my soul