Rain Dances

Clouds gray...
Ripple in an array...
Losing way to the brightness of the day...
A sudden drop...
Rests on top...
I extend my hand...
Another one lands...
A few short moments...
Silence...
Allows my mind to roam free...
Before the clouds open...
Creating a sea...
Drenched...
As I stand here...
No longer cold and lonely...
Now I'm warm and safe...
As the rain graces my face...
I stand here...
Frozen in time...
Soon the clouds disperse...
No more tears on this hearse...
All I see are sun bursts.

Sun's kisses unravel my heart
    Darkened from soot
          Dust blows in the breeze

                                             
              Please note that the attached picture is not my work, but is beautiful!

Toxic Antidote - Sunday Scribblings

All of me is lost from me...
I'm as blank as a white page can be...
All because of the lies you tell...
Expecting me to believe them like a fairy-tale...
It's obnoxious to me...
All that you speak to be...
That conscience of yours is as black as the coldest well...
In the darkest night of hell...
But that doesn't stop you...
From these lies you sell...
You're under your spell...
Cold and lonely...
You think you know me...
Feeding me lines laced with antivenin...
Though you are misplaced in your ways...
You never notice these lines don't stay...
They roll off your tongue...
And fall wayside to the beat of a drum...
While you thought you were my antidote...
These lines you fed had my goat...
Instead of saving me...
From disparity...
You've enlightened me...
To the contrary...
Your toxins never penetrated my soul...
This is why I'll never pay your toll. 

Inner Coating

Simple...
Dreams...
Dissolve.

Intricate...
Layers...
Create.

All the love I've felt...
All the love I feel...
Is built on simple dreams dissolving into intricate layers of creativity.

The Day Before I Met You - Sunday Scribblings

Dawn approaches with new beginnings...

Shaken with remains of yesterday's imperfections...

Glistening in the morning dew...

I catch sight of you...

Outside of me...

Reaching desperately....

To see clearly...

All the beauty of the new...

Yet I'm stuck anew...

In lazy slumber...

A tender tip upon my hip...

Whispers in my ear are laced in honey...

A kiss rests upon my lips...

Awoken from this nightmare...

Where I was running but never catching my heart, dear...

Awaken to my ponder on life's wonders...

I see the past and shake with fear...

I hear your voice and cry out in pleasure...

Now I know yesterday is gone...

Tomorrow is here...

And forever, I am your dear. 

Makings of Me...

I feel things...
I feel things about you...
I feel things about me...
I feel things about the person sitting next to me...
That isn't you...
I feel things about the earth...
I feel things about my worth...
I. Feel. Things...
I want to know things...
I want to experience things...
I want to appreciate things...
No, I want to be appreciated...
Beyond what the eye can see...
I want to be appreciated...
Appreciated for what is inside of me...
My heart...
My mind...
These are things that make me...
Not the shape of my eyes...
Or the curve of my thighs...
Admire these...
But appreciate "me"...
Inner me versus outer me...
There is no competition...
I am a force to be reckoned with...
You've looked at me...
Assessed me...
Without ever speaking to me...
How do you know me?
How do you feel me?
I've blessed thee...
With opportunity to look inside of me...
Yet you blindly...
Look through me...
Seeing only the surface of what the eye can see...
Gazing over me tactically...
Placing me tidily...
Away from me...
Never seeing from the heart...
All the words I've spoken from the start...
See, I am more than a vessel...
For you to unleash your special...
That reigns nightly...
And ceases delightedly...
I've recalled the essentials...
Pretend...
Pretend...
Pretend...
All the ways you see past mine...
I've never been on your mind...
Or in your heart...
You skip me...
Like a rock on lake...
Skimming the surface...
Never noticing what lies beneath...
Unless disrobed...
You never go beyond the throws...
Or the woes...
Though I'm still dancing gracefully upon my toes...
Because I am more to me then you will ever know...
I am a heart...
I am a mind...
After all I am divine.

End to Beginning

You run...
You seek...
You hide...
I find...
Defeat...
Inside.

We laugh...
We cry...
We survive...
I discover...
Life...
Outside.

I walk...
I skip...
I dance...
You uncover...
Romance...
Within.

This...
Is where we begin.

In Life We Scurry

We race to the finish...

Skipping the in betweens...

Jumping hurdles...

Never experiencing the scenes...

If we only took the time...

Time to enjoy the wine...

Time to enjoy the laughter...

Of life's missteps...

Losing to our regrets...

Sheltered by our angst to reach the end...

We never stop and hear...

All the words we fear...

Disguised by blessings...

Are life's lessons...

If we only took the time...

Took the time to let them reach our mind.

Only Time Can Tell

Anniversary...

A year gone by so fast...

I noticed every second...

Every minute without your laugh...

Without your tongue-in-check charm...

Without you...

Remembering the past...

Is all that lasts...

Regret holds me captive...

All the should of's...

All the would of's...

All the did nots...

Dance grimly in my musings...

Where did this year go...

Like so many before it...

Plenty I wanted to show...

Plenty I wanted to know...

Time was not something we had...

No, it was against us...

Tricked us into believing...
We had endless time for healing...
Leaving me sterile with feeling...
Missing you when I wake...
Missing you when I daydream...
Missing you when lying awake...
        in the endless night...
This is no mistake...
Though you are with me when I wake...
Though you are with me when I sing...
Though you are with me when I dream...
Guiding me in art...
Helping me find the start...
       To a life...
You are forever alive...
       In my heart.

Soul Food

If your soul was a window...
Would I see rainbows covered in roses?
If your soul was a window...
Would I see the path to my demise?
If your soul was a window...
Could I open it and feel the breeze
Eagerly dancing across my face ruffling arduously through my hair?
If your soul was a window...
Would you allow the sun to fill the room while keeping out rain
Only to keep me warm and free of pain?
If your soul was a window...
Would there be shutters of perfection
Releasing upon distention?
If your soul was a window
Would I be blinded by its glare
Or lustfully gazing beyond the affair?

Significance

at the sound of your name…
       I remain
at the sound of your voice…
       I sustain
at the sound of your walk…
       I refrain
at the sound of your breath…
       I retain
at the sound of your love…
       No pain.