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 - imagined and/or real - come along with me - we'll dance among 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...

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Thursday, November 12, 2009

the waning moon maiden...






































she was the moon maiden
and like her waning crescent cousin
poised in the heavens
so too was she losing a part of her self
now that she was without him
him - her star bright
in her dark dreary life illuminating enlightening inflaming 
him - never wandering weaving wavering
him - always constant changeless continual
unlike the other sky warriors 
cycling circling round and round
but there came one day the time of eclipse
when the blackest black reality
blocked her vision of the brightest of them all
and she knew in the shadow of that moment
what she must do
she had known all along but could not find the strength
to do what had to be done
the dreaded time drew nigh
time had run its course 
and so it was that the
beautiful moon maiden
followed her fate losing her shape
and disappeared into the midnight hour
not to be seen till the faint light of morn
never again to be seen by her own starlove
now only a crescent sliver of her glorious self
without him

Wednesday, November 11, 2009

the speculum...


she gazed into the hand held mirror
but herself no longer could she see
she drew nearer and nearer
and still herself she could not perceive

for there, there in the silver speculum
deep inside her outreached palm was an image
so chilling she almost succumbed
staring back at her from his metal cage

piercing her heart from another time another place
exposing love long since tucked aside
in the dainty fingers of her past she held his face
the face of all held holy still and her thoughts collide

into the knowledge that she could no more part
with the vision of this, this reflection of her fate,
than could she divest herself of her beating heart
breaking as it was for her beloved soul mate

Tuesday, November 10, 2009

together...


when they were together
no voice need pass between them
their eyes said more spoke louder than mere words
furtive glances
criss-crossed the room
like swords brandished
and touches left untouched
bore down
upon them with the weight of their own world
their hearts beat in pounding rhythm
tearing apart the deafening silence around them
when

they
were
together