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Topic: Melody's Poetry Collection
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MysticMelody Knowflake Posts: 1066 From: Registered: Apr 2009
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posted May 24, 2008 01:35 PM
You guys are really nice. Quinnie you must have read about someone else. I remember someone has a book of poetry out. Here is some junk I wrote night before last. It rhymes i pick at a wound that’s not there i search for a tear unrest slithering through my hair
my body aches throbbing pain psychic blows feeling again the lesson means we lift and fly and who are we to ask, But why? cause in our hearts we live again the same story a different then and did we ask did we beg did we plead for this slow death for this slow breath for the oppressive depth the package deal accepting the real? releasing denial or creating a new level of denial? i’d rather Believe
and i can't stand the last two lines so i'm changing them or running away like a wounded child the package deal, accepting the real? releasing denial
still running away like a wounded child
i pick at a wound that’s not there i search for a tear unrest slithering through my hair
my body aches throbbing pain psychic blows feeling again the lesson means we lift and fly and who are we to ask, But why? cause in our hearts we live again the same story a different then and did we ask did we beg did we plead for this slow death for this slow breath for the oppressive depth the package deal, accepting the real? releasing denial still running away like a wounded child
yeah, that's it
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posted May 24, 2008 11:31 PM
That was powerful. This one is now my new favorite by you. & favorite part is: cause in our hearts we live again the same story a different then and did we ask did we beg did we plead for this slow death for this slow breath for the oppressive depth IP: Logged |
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posted May 25, 2008 09:47 AM
Nice, Melody. IP: Logged |
MysticMelody Knowflake Posts: 1066 From: Registered: Apr 2009
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posted May 25, 2008 04:02 PM
T, you are a wonderful person. Thank you for reading and allowing my words to flow through you as they flowed through me. I look at them as they come out as confused junk... but certain parts just "feel" right so I know there is a message there. Then it all sort of comes together when I let it and don't force it. I would still feel like such a hack though... if someone like you didn't make it clear that parts spoke to them too. That lets me know there is a reason to post it. Even if it just invokes a momentary thought through your mind. It must have been for some reason. S, thank you, of course it always means so much for me to know you read and consider my words.
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MysticMelody Knowflake Posts: 1066 From: Registered: Apr 2009
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posted October 13, 2008 07:51 PM
AWARENESS Awareness: “I exist” A spark of Light begins to grow expand, contract, breathe... starting its work, the birth of creation
The man’s life is overwhelming work, its too hard for him to grow, too painful to even breathe. He has lost his way and his light, in a hell of his own creation... wondering if he should exist. A tiny flower starts to grow outside and begins its work. Part seed, part light, another miracle with a will to exist and to share its creation... a lovely scent to breathe. Though the man’s body ceases to breathe, He continues to exist and must continue his work, his journey to himself and to Light, to discern the whole of creation. But without interaction, his discontent will grow... the pain distracting him from his work, as his mind drifts farther from the Light, becoming a distorted creation... that has lost the will to grow, but still continues to exist. It makes it harder for others to breathe. A tiny child begins to grow. The sun bathes her in light. She settles down to begin her work, the dusty, chalky art, which is her creation. She is happy to just breathe the air, and wonder if fairies exist. Together they expand, contract, and work to strengthen the faith in creation, as the Light continues to exist and breathe, and as One we continue to grow IP: Logged |
MysticMelody Knowflake Posts: 1066 From: Registered: Apr 2009
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posted October 13, 2008 07:52 PM
(secret him)You immediately captured my attention Knowing, sensing intense palpable energy there in front of me Your eyes gloss over me yet remain some unseen domain envelops us and we must be aware of every moment every movement just us and time steps in between us and we part and yet the sensing stretches like a net a little broader wider expansive open to the traffic and when it ends
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MysticMelody Knowflake Posts: 1066 From: Registered: Apr 2009
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posted November 20, 2008 04:14 PM
Before the fall I'm often afraid
that the moment our hands touch they will braid and intertwine like roots divine… to bind us in this life, as in eternity.
There will be a Knowing in that embrace that tears through this temporal place thrusting a truth in our face that cannot be dismissed or denied.
So I dance around weaving an illusion of time and space and momentary intrusions a sensual game of touch and withdrawal a sensory experience before the fall
that will grab us and wrest us as we join that will tear us and test us and cause us pain that will take us and make us look inside a violent force that cannot be denied that will make us forget and make us doubt
what this momentary beauty is all about
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posted November 27, 2008 11:18 AM
I remember reading this last one and really liking it, but i didnt comment here, so, did you send it to me? Or did I read it here and just not comment because i was in one of my moods? hmm... The Awareness one, is that about me and R? R is the tiny flower, yes? I used to draw in chalks a lot when i was little.. IP: Logged |
MysticMelody Knowflake Posts: 1066 From: Registered: Apr 2009
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posted November 28, 2008 12:02 AM
I didn't send that one to you. I'm glad you like it. I do too. "No comment" on your mood, my dear sweet friend that I love always and always. Yes, you are right about Awareness. That was the last poem I wrote for poetry class 2 years ago? Oh, and the tiny flower is both what you guess and what it seems... there are a lot of deeper meanings/double meanings/layers of meaning... like I do. yo. IP: Logged |
MysticMelody Knowflake Posts: 1066 From: Registered: Apr 2009
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posted January 04, 2009 09:53 PM
its not anyone’s faulttorn to pieces by a casual remark no, it's not your fault i've always been this way well, for a long time anyway i keep stitching myself back together, sewing my limbs on and I find all of the pieces of my heart, then glue them together "just so" to present it to you as whole but you think it's too hard with all that glue and you insist I can remove it to be so soft just for you and we melt off the glue and it tears in spots and it hurts a lot and more is lost and then I fearfully lift up what's left, scattered on a platter for your inspection and you casually fling up your hands to tell me you are not in the mood right now! and the pieces and the platter clatter to the floor and you quickly step forward without thinking, hurt and upset and eager to apologize or explain... *squish* IP: Logged |
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posted January 05, 2009 09:50 AM
mmmmm.......you brought this one up from the depths. Very well expressed. Love to your pieces. xo May everything come together soon. IP: Logged |
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posted January 11, 2009 06:23 AM
Kudos x's many many...These are gorgeous! You are such a talent... :-)'s IP: Logged |
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posted January 11, 2009 12:19 PM
Miss your presence Mel. Hope everything is running smoothly. Lots of love... IP: Logged |
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posted January 28, 2009 07:33 PM
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Quinnie Knowflake Posts: 1206 From: Registered: Apr 2009
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posted January 29, 2009 05:45 PM
More more more!They are so easy to read and yet so deeply filled with meaning, a little like Linda's writing because it's a very human experience being related. IP: Logged |
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posted January 29, 2009 11:06 PM
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posted January 29, 2009 11:16 PM
ah jeez. not the time or place for writing about my escapades. lol
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leapinglemur14 Knowflake Posts: 438 From: Registered: Apr 2009
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posted January 30, 2009 12:23 AM
I'm very critical when it comes to poetry so it is a huge compliment when i say i like yours.IP: Logged |
MysticMelody Knowflake Posts: 1066 From: Registered: Apr 2009
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posted January 30, 2009 08:57 AM
ahhh chocolate, berries, and lush complements from beautiful people.what more of a good morning can a Libra ask for? Thank you for reading and expressing your approval poetic friends. T, I am going to wish so hard that we live near each other that some day very soon we will. IP: Logged |
MysticMelody Knowflake Posts: 1066 From: Registered: Apr 2009
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posted April 21, 2010 09:15 PM
Sometimes my faith is so strong and I can see so clearly.Sometimes... THESE times, we all make sense, you and you and you... and me. Sometimes the muses speak to me my rock my fire my childhood dream romance - adventure - and sweet serenity ♫ ♥
for a soul friend I've loved since I was a teenager... and always will love... my Johnny Cash
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Mysticknowflake Knowflake Posts: 758 From: PA Registered: Mar 2010
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posted April 22, 2010 04:14 AM
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mermaid26 Knowflake Posts: 779 From: Adyton Registered: Jun 2009
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posted April 22, 2010 07:48 AM
Great heartfelt expressions Melody. It always brings me comfort to witness another sensitive soul. I enjoyed reading your touching works! IP: Logged |
MysticMelody Knowflake Posts: 1066 From: Registered: Apr 2009
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posted April 22, 2010 10:37 PM
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teasel Knowflake Posts: 10545 From: Registered: Apr 2009
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posted April 23, 2010 10:55 PM
I read this a couple of weeks ago, and it reminds me of you (somebody gracefully letting go).“I loved my friend. He went away from me. There’s nothing more to say. The poem ends Soft as it began- I loved my friend.” ~ Langston Hughes IP: Logged |
Mystic Melody Knowflake Posts: 832 From: IL Registered: Dec 2010
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posted April 27, 2011 10:53 PM
Wow, I just got to read that message above from teasel for the first time. How I love her deep penetrating sight and soul. Another poem for he who inspired "secret him" and "Before the Fall"... He are you there? where? this place this space will you replace this vacancy do you hear? your soul so dear is it clear? my fear confuses what’s real is it you? I wait our fate each date we grow closer time reveals and heals as we learn the will of the higher power IP: Logged |