sophiasummer Poetry (237)

I moved between the worlds
I sat silently

and watched

sweet wine
of yester year
I held and swam with the vine

A jig saw

just a hiddden dream

shunning life,

A brilliant scream!

sowing a knitted plasma

pearl,plain,pearl,plain

of needles held
of surely sane

of trodden toes

hands grieve for the meal

of solid mortar
the bricks so placed

spitting sores
squezzed to be humbly laced

Not what in our past
shall bring such great reveal

but a future
of Seams

I swim beneath
windswept plaines

Or I fly so timley
yet
broken to my knees

For all I U give

Let there be careing

some just unhinged

within the clasp

Eternal shining

for ever

AT

LAST


xx
Soph

Who the hell was Valentine
Did he shine his boots.
Did he change the day

pulling in the sails
across the whales

Did he come to her so secretley

Did the world change?

Did he unlace?
Or,
even showed his face.

Did he play a song

So what

Did I fell to the throng

My Valentine…

Upon wasted waters
You arose

Crippling rose beds
Seething sounds

I waited

The mountains moved

My Valentine

Just
a name

Bending on knees

Shall I bow

As You.. no!!


What a wonderful day!

To
Only gather

One more day
I love you..

XXXXX

A mere bones to the dust

All gone

was it just

No cries of lost

slipping feeling
that hair that tossed

the biting play

just wanted it all to stay

all gone now
just gone so suddenly away

rest those weary bones
upon a sunscorched rock

curled then stretched
for no one to see
to hurtfully mock

Instinct to move
at only
"when"

dusk slips silently
upon my soul
my blood heaves
my life my goal

I seek again

I ROAR!
I SOAR!

my inner urge
to not withstand that circled surge

For past doth never comes to a close

shall but it not, surely
leave its imprint

a dash of life
kicks like fire within my sprint

I as you
can only but love

of peace and beauty

flying upon the wings of a dove

tena koutou katoa
there once was bloke from Aotearoa
who had an iron gut like a flightless moa
mutton birds his nightly meal
gorging with his river smoked eel

SS

The great doors opened

Upon his step
lay many souls

Gathered held and loved
within his
sweeping heart

Black coat hanging
upon
cemented erect shoulders
standing proud

His face of ashen love
a map of many hurts

yet placed to one side
for his way is to only
suck in your pain

and share his....

to enable you all
to accept
Love pain loss

A great light with that darkness
always silhouetted behind him

He will turn his head to you

He will give all
till nothing is left
dwelling within your soul

As one who gives all
shall know within

That beautiful darkened soul
Knows like me
The many roads we stumble

For he like me
will say

I am here
All is well

With spoken words
he expells

"All my grief
I have to bare"

"but tis only to help YOU here"

most steadily on Your way
You like me

No cross to bare

But to forever gather
those that seek

That need those gentle comforting words


SS
xx

This is my greeting to you, all the peoples of the world
This is my greeting of love to you all


Ko tenei te mihi atu ki a koutou katoa o te ao
Ko tenei te mihi aroha ki a koutou

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With halted breath
I still breathed within

Filling eyes together
unstoppable

A rush within

Separation of
ones lips

An entry
such a delicious warmth

lays longing

upon our kiss

Please

Kiss me

Again


SS
xx
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sharpness will come quick and swift
as one might be speared

you wont cry out,
"I am dead!"

you will ponder
"why"

then you breath
once again
taking that deep breath
looking out

your door that was slightly open

Open it wide, many a wondrous play is out there
to put pen to paper

As we all write and share,
How open is really anyone's door?

but really, who cares?

Its not about that..

let that woven mat of words
swing, slide. grip. stand, free fall from grace, rise to utopia, which ever way you create a space to place your words.

At times the spear will fall
Or be aimed, now that's special....

One does not always see through the same sphere...
That's how we make friends..

Tis the beauty of friendship

xxxx

For in my

"Now"

My solitude sits so serenely

To be away from, detached from,
is truly me and you

And that's ok

A raw sadness of longing
sits

and that's ok

To be alone
to sweep those memories into our souls

Then only then can we begin to love ourselves

Out there
is many a different journey

I do not keep to the path
merely look out towards the sunrise and the sunset

Nature growth
embraces and surrounds this life
Look at the colors she lays before you

We forget we also are nature
what colors do you radiate out?

A life bestowed on us

Cobbled yet smooth at times

lessor,familiar
the jagged pathways

When no lifesaver in sight

Now

Sighting pathways around those holes

as we do

It
Always
Was

the Central Point

"Ourselves"

SS
xx

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I really never did see a time

when my feet
were placed upon your mind

They seem to rise
go on their journey

I tried to hold it
all at once

didnt work

just stumbled
with one knee to the ground

lifting trying to halt that
ache

expelling all fears

washing away the tears

Waking the caverns of my soul

then in silence
I waited to pay my toll

The wake you ask?

tis' the wake I look

at times
to only gather
and know

what was left behind?

tilling toils of the mind

What we reap

We also sow

~~~~~~~~~

SS

Of a last fleeting moment

does one not negative

that reel

to become a living reel

Always?



SS

With the earth to the rain

That which quelches my thirst for life

I am ripe for you

Like a fruit kissed by the sun
take me now before the autumn comes

please
do not let me spoil
do not wait for others
to find me

those leaves brown and spent
drop silently to the ground

My love

long non sleepfull nights
followed by half sleeps

Like a bulb
in the cold dark ground
my heart squeezing tears from my eyes

such distant memories

such a hope of summer
such warmth to the earth

seeds of hope swell
stirring the soulfull passion

colliding againsts a fading dark

kiss me now

to suck and savour that breath

My heart beats again


~~~~~~~~~~~

SS

Of strangest days
do they befell one?

or do they just creep upon us?

what turn did the desire seek
what chance
what fear
did the decision make

turning within

Growing up?
to not know where

slipping silently
a cross to bear?

Letting go
setting free

It happens to you all
and me

of cradled yield
golden the crop

for once was taken

floundering chances

Twas right!

the open dances

for the beauty of the dance is

LIFE

the rhythm

the music
is the

PATHWAY

I say!!

Play it again Sam!

~~~~~~~~~~~~~

SS
xx