Behind the eyes
sadness lies
conscious attention
expands the vision
ocular solar system
eyes wide shut
on any of the planets
or realms beyond
matter
there must be an
entity willing to
reflect in prisms
the expansive truth
of the love I emanate
when astrally projecting
Someone who dares
to look beyond what's
seen, into the soul's source
Friction fear ambiguity
a quagmire of self inflicted
gelatinous residue
Breathe deeply into these
places of conflict
see how the veins pulse
in rhythm with
the drum beat
of the mother's heart
The Universe is birthing
a new age of warriors
who light up illusions
with the truth which
lies behind the eyes
beyond the sadness
don't get stuck,
this container is
only temporary
live now in
exquisite harmony
focus on sight unseen...
A.S.
8/15/2012
Poetry, spoken word, maybe even general musings about my life or my observations about the world and beyond. I find that when I write a poem a day it's like therapy for my soul. Being a performance artist and a lone wolf, it's nice to know someone out there reads them, makes me feel acknowledged, maybe it even touches you and makes you think.
Wednesday, August 15, 2012
Connecting Wishes
In dreams
it seems
delicate fibers
weave elaborate
mandalas
Universal orchestra
lights up hemispheres
connecting wishes
with memories
like mica in moonlight
Consoling my waking
container of self
whose only touch
emanates from
magic cat's paws
In dreams
I walk, left hand
on the Crow
Right palm lights
up each time I touch
Musical prodigy
our desire lit
like fireflies in heat
exquisite thinning veil
between
wake and dream...
A.S.
8/15/2012
it seems
delicate fibers
weave elaborate
mandalas
Universal orchestra
lights up hemispheres
connecting wishes
with memories
like mica in moonlight
Consoling my waking
container of self
whose only touch
emanates from
magic cat's paws
In dreams
I walk, left hand
on the Crow
Right palm lights
up each time I touch
Musical prodigy
our desire lit
like fireflies in heat
exquisite thinning veil
between
wake and dream...
A.S.
8/15/2012
Sunday, August 12, 2012
Reverb
Interrupting old messages,
cosmic cleansing
tuning fork poised
Refined frequency
offers less static
to cling to
I will not craft
your story
despite being a natural
heroine
Love conduits
New Millennium of
Indigo sages
Raise high your
scepters
Meteor showers
reverberate
recalibrate your chakras
I touch each one
with rose petal kisses
Each eyebrow's curve
a rainbow
expression of
possibilities...
A.S.
8/12/12
cosmic cleansing
tuning fork poised
Refined frequency
offers less static
to cling to
I will not craft
your story
despite being a natural
heroine
Love conduits
New Millennium of
Indigo sages
Raise high your
scepters
Meteor showers
reverberate
recalibrate your chakras
I touch each one
with rose petal kisses
Each eyebrow's curve
a rainbow
expression of
possibilities...
A.S.
8/12/12
Monday, August 6, 2012
Love Symphony Number Two
What kind of flavor is your crazy?
What's that madness you're a brewin?
You aromatic nut
There's a crack in my
cosmic egg
light shines forth no need to dread
Sound Doctor
tune into my elixir
our remedy could lay in
synthesizing the mixture
Aged tannins yield
potent concoctions...
what if our magic
was waiting to be unleashed?
Season well with self awareness
Knowing when to hold the tongue
Humility comes from vulnerability
Strength from letting go
Twenties governed by desire
Thirties led by spirit
Forties surrendering to fate
Illusion of control has no power here
Love, honor, respect, nurturing, sensuality,
creativity, patience, humor, inspiration...
even a commitment to the process
To trust the never ending journey
There are only eternal nows
conscious remembering
to be kind
selfless service
Sensuality has it's place too
It unleashes that which can't be named
Unlocks the door to that shared forgotten space
Infinite wisdom of the one...
A.S.
8/6/12
What's that madness you're a brewin?
You aromatic nut
There's a crack in my
cosmic egg
light shines forth no need to dread
Sound Doctor
tune into my elixir
our remedy could lay in
synthesizing the mixture
Aged tannins yield
potent concoctions...
what if our magic
was waiting to be unleashed?
Season well with self awareness
Knowing when to hold the tongue
Humility comes from vulnerability
Strength from letting go
Twenties governed by desire
Thirties led by spirit
Forties surrendering to fate
Illusion of control has no power here
Love, honor, respect, nurturing, sensuality,
creativity, patience, humor, inspiration...
even a commitment to the process
To trust the never ending journey
There are only eternal nows
conscious remembering
to be kind
selfless service
Sensuality has it's place too
It unleashes that which can't be named
Unlocks the door to that shared forgotten space
Infinite wisdom of the one...
A.S.
8/6/12
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