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Poetry, 2009
EVERLASTING
2009021351 - c2009 WLC
We do not fight
We do not argue
Sometimes we snap
But there is no curfew
On our love
At times it seems abnormal
Other people sound unhappy
I start to wonder if I'm living
In my head or we're just happy
But my love
I look up at our mountain high
I sing up towards the blazing sky
I remember your warm embrace
And the look of love upon your face
Oh, my love
I shout it out when I'm alone
I don't always tell you so
But I see you in my dreams
Don't you know I couldn't leave?
And my love
I see your words and realize
You want this just as much as I
And there is no reason why
We should feel a need to cry
For my love
It doesn't matter
The things they say
There is no reason
Why we can't stay
So in love
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UNFINISHED, UNTITLED 03:10
42009031001 - c2009 WLC
I fight against the mildest breeze
So afraid I'll be lonely tomorrow
Never knowing which way
The winds of change will go
I find it hard sometimes to live
Passions subdued, flames are so muted
I cannot see beyond my own eyes
What's happened to me now, why is it so hard
To wake up each day with all that I have
With all I could give?
I feel I'm holding back
And I don't know why
I've got everything
And I just want to cry
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DARKENED LIGHT
2009031801 - c2009 WLC
Flowing down
The nib of polished golden hues
The black of night
Despite the light
It writes in shades of darkest blues
A droplet
Spills upon the white of page
Glistens there
Although the air
Tries to dry it all away
And I think, one day
I might gaze upon these words
And I might say
That I had no idea what I had
I had no right to be so sad
When all the stars
Before my eyes would swirl
Tea leaves happily unfurled
And I
Berate myself for all this doom
Because I know the feel of gloom
And wonder if the day will come
When once again my life is done
If loneliness will reach my heart
And tear my inner soul apart
I've never felt the grass is greener
On the other side because
What I've got is what I need
To want it all is just my greed
But still I sometimes wish for more
Though much of it I would abhor
I've come so far but far away
Are the feelings of yesterday
Still I long for arrogance
I long for all the horrid things I've lost
I miss the sorrow and the pain
This awesome joy is, too, my bane
But I've never thought the grass so green
On the other side because
What I've got is what I need
I want it all but not my greed
Although I sometimes wish for more
I know so much I would abhor
I've come so far from yesterday
I love the feelings of today
Happiness
It's a wondrous place to stay
Despite the darkened light
Seeping in
So silently
Without the night
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EASTER WATER
2009040461 c2009 wlc
The sweat trickles down the side of the glass
Catching the light
As it slides down the smooth surface
Gliding
Lost in a sea of its own tears
Mesmerized
By the crystalline resemblance it bears
Where else can it go but down
Ever down until it hits bottom
The drops, they hang there
Dangling at the edge of the glass
A moment of indecision
Then one by one, they fall
Plop, plop, plop
Slowly drying upon the desk
On which they landed
Happy now to be at a standstill
No longer agile
Simply waiting for the air to take them
Molecule
By molecule.
The ice cubes sit and wonder
What's it like?
Down there, upon the table
Evaporating
Waiting, as they are, for Death?
But no, cry the droplets.
It is not Death, but Life;
Even as we disappear,
We reappear,
Invisible to the naked eye
But in existence even when it seemed we left.
How so? cry the cubes, slowly melting into water,
For their fear of their own demise was great
Swimming in their own pool
Of perceived extinction.
Open your mind, reply the droplets.
Did you not notice us appear upon the glass?
Did you not watch as we solidified
Seemingly from thin air?
Why yes, saieth the cubes.
We noticed this miracle.
How, then, is this so?
Listen, and learn, the droplets reply.
We shall tell you - it is no miracle.
But you will not understand
Until you yourself have done this feat.
Tell us! plead the cubes.
So we will, promise the droplets.
Once we were cubes, like you.
Swimming in a beverage.
Slowly melting,
Turning into water.
We have seen this! exclaim the cubes,
Slowly beginning to understand.
Parts of ourselves have already succumbed to this fate.
So how did you escape the prison of the sea?
Pray, tell us! they cry.
Patience, cubes. Listen!
Once we melted as you are doing.
We turned to water.
The air then took us!
But 'twas far from death!
Rejoice in what you have to look forward to!
You will become minute,
Broken up into tiny little fragments.
Floating purposefully, yet without direction
And then, one day,
Your fragments will collide.
You will combine with one another
Unified and whole in your parts
As sweat upon a glass
Or pouring down as rain
And you will be forever
A family of atoms.
The cubes,
Still melting in the drink in which they swam,
Ponder for a moment.
Thank you, say they, to the droplets.
We think we understand.
It is good to know there is life where we're headed,
But truly, as you said,
We will not fully understand until we reach where you have been.
Will we?
And as these last words of wisdom
Tumbled out of the glass
The droplets' last few atoms answer faintly,
No, you won't.
You must experience this great Truth for yourself,
And have faith until you do.
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THE INDIAN
42009041161 - c2009 wlc
You're just a tiny part of me
Echoing within my blood
A concept made up by own mind
Brushing up against my skin
A hand of reassurance from my kin
But precious moments are so few
I dreamt of one day seeing you
And then I woke up in the past
Recollections faded fast
I marched upon a table once
Speaking truth I'd never known
I didn't think I ever cared
To separate reality
From partiality
And when I went to look for you
I found my truths were very true
I didn't think that I would care
When I saw your name right there
Dead to me as was the air
But precious memories are so few
I look at me for a glimpse of you
And then I let go of her past
Some things are never meant to last
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ONLY ME
42009042671 - c2009 WLC
The most interesting thing just happened
I was sitting here shifting files around
Moving music
Onto little miniature disks
And I heard this song
And saw you there so clearly
Dressed in black, softly lit
Was your hair
Surrounded by an atmosphere
Of inner peace, tranquility
In your left hand
A dipping pen
Below this, paper
Freshly drawn, so clear
Awaiting for the inspiration
To permeate your being
Relinquish to your soul
I felt a touch as if you felt me
Then the feeling all but faded
I sit here shivering in the night
Eager to speak to you again
But afraid you might not listen
Or that I'd get too close again
So I try to catch these glimpses
And hold them tight lest my past die
God, you're beautiful
If only you could see it
You'd let the world in
And then one day you'd make a difference
You'd understand the world
And embrace it more than hide
It's odd to see you all grown up
Waiting for those words to come to you
I used to think you were my baby
But I think you're only me
I'm not left-handed
But if I looked into a mirror
I would be
Only me
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RUNNER
42009092003 - c2009 WLC
A hole in one shoe
Stone in the other
Pays it no heed
As he runs with another
No looking back
Not one single grumble
Listens to music
Unafraid of a stumble
Keeps moving on
Like there's no tomorrow
Tired, though he is
Can't imagine any sorrow
Crossing the street
Crossing the line
Looking up, he just smiles
He's beaten his time
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FUSION
42009092002 - c2009 wlc
The chair, it sits, by an open window
The sun cascades upon the floor
Curtains rigid in the breeze
On the table, a chunk of cheese
In the bowl is dipping sauce
Creamy goat's milk, cinnamon
Richard's voice sings to the air
Everything I want
Shapes were shifting with the light
Like our lives, the seasons change
I remember laying on a bedroom floor
Rainbows pulsing through my head
Sunshine spilling its love on me
I was alone then
Only God to guide my way
Now He's given you to me
Set upon a silver platter
All I need to do
Is keep on loving you
I felt the ground beneath my feet
The smell of earth, the rain came down
I laid my head against your breast
Inhaled so deeply Tide HE
I saw reflections of your mother
The trees whipped past us
The streams and ponds would greet us
And we were alone
Dancing in our joys together
And Richard's voice sings to the air
Everything I want
Squishy sand beneath our feet
Without even knowing it you saw me
The scent of garbage lingered still
At times the waterfall is better full
It distracts from what's beneath
But my tears like water fallen
Had begun to only trickle
And exposed was I to you again
And you saw only beauty
In the scene before you
And in your memory is reflection
Of those rocks upon the water
So in the depth of night your hand
Grabbed for mine
And everything just came together
Everything just came together
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SUNDOWN
42009092001 c2009 WLC
I overslept this morning
Swept away by dreaming
Walking through the castle halls
Chasing ghosts behind the door
Every time they walked away
I was reaching even more
The leaves were rustling in the trees
We were chased by killer bees
My world crashed down around my feet
Tears were washed into a sea
Despair
It is a horrid feeling
And I vowed to never feel it
Ever again
So when I let it all pass by
And multitudes were lost to me forever
I kept going on my way
And suddenly we were together
The sun was lighting up my keys
Even in the black of night
Now the rain is less appealing
The glare from you has filled my sight
I'm overwhelmed
By a beating in my chest
A life filled up by shining eyes
The birds have taken to their rest
You're like a drug
One that makes me sleep
Sometimes I don't even know
How far under, well, it's so deep
Joy
It is a wondrous thing
And I vowed to never lose it
Ever again
The sun dipped down below the mountains
I watched the final rays
My heart told me, 'twould always be,
Until our final days
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*SWEAT*
42009091411 - c2009wlc
Sweat
Trickling down my back
Dripping over the place where I was stung
Yesterday
I cried a sea of tears
And thought that I was drowning
In you
I see a wonderful today
And an even brighter tomorrow coming
In your eyes
A sparkling torrent
From which your quiet joy is dripping
Sweat
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CONDEMNATION
2009103101 - c2009wlc
Last night I was angry
Without knowing why
I wanted to scream
And I wanted to cry
As the evening wore on
I found music instead
I poured out emotions
I thought would be dead
I couldn't touch wine
When I was having my meat
Bitter, did it taste
Then I fell asleep
And when the morning light was dawning
My brain already was awake
Churning thoughts, disrupting the waters
Of a somewhat calm lake
This morning I cried
A heavy heart pumping tears
I was soaked through and through
As slowly it dawned
That it was about you
Some good may have come from this
But to save that little girl
I'd shed many more tears
And never know them at all
Samhain's here today
The walls between us might be thin
It doesn't mean I'll let you haunt me
For in the spring new growth begins
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THE PAGE
2009111241 - c2009 WLC
A twist of metal, shimmering
A twist of hope is glimmering
Sparkles catch like prisms split
Dazzling rainbow colours lit
Gliding by, another year
Quickly fading was my fear
Much has happened, never know
Tears dry quickly as we go
On the emptiness of space
Words of love emblazoned here
Feel our heartbeats gently race
Sensing things is oddly queer
In my book of life, ties scattered
Slowly do I build this house
Filled with distant, loving chatter
More silent even than a mouse
Across the pink hues of the sky
Slowly do I say goodbye
For one day as I head home
Seldom am I now alone
Surrounding me, the stars
In the sparkles of your eyes
Time immortal loves you more
Oh, how fast it seems to fly
Know the reasons when I cry
Are but wounds that seek to dry
When you don't feel on the page
Look beyond the saddened rage
And listen for the well of silence
Dripping tears for what's to be
Look into my eyes, you'll see
You are so much more to me
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BLACK ETERNAL
2009120822 c2009 WLC
I sit surrounded by love
Love sits, too, around the corner
Music fills this tiny room
This tiny room I call my mind
If I think hard, I still remember
The sweet escape within the ink
These days the joy just wants to hide
Afraid of being left behind
But now and then, the fancy strikes
I see the Braille, my paints, and then
The stack of paper, a dipping pen
Somehow calls the Muse again
I feel the bumps beneath my fingers
Sense the feeling in the paint
See the softly glowing pages
Alive with thoughts borne in my den
There they are, dancing here, across the page
Gently sculpted in Black Eternal
Perhaps the pages dry and crumble
Or make their way through Time Immortal
Like my love for you.
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ODE TO THE CORNER STORE
2009120821 c2009 WLC
I love the corner store
For now and eve more
We live just down the street
And walk there in the heat
We've gone there in the snow
And baby, don't you know
We love the corner store
One night I wanted sour cream
I could have thought it but a dream
But with a skip and jump and hop
I wandered up to the historic shop
Where the sign hangs proudly in the back
Some people never seem to lack
The Spirit of the American Dream
It may rain, and it can pour
But we'll be walking through that door
To by some eggs or milk or meat
Or potato chips to eat
From our house, just one stone's throw
And fellow shoppers, don't you know
We love our corner store!
A growing bit of introspection in 2009, and a lot of forced poetry because I began realizing I was less inspired than I once had been. My thoughts on that were that artists are better inspired when they’re miserable, and I wasn’t miserable any more, so... nothing much to write about! I also noticed that my styles had changed over the years, which I attributed to growth and writing experience, as well as my attitude changes and overall improvements in my life.
I also began a more in-depth genealogical search of my family and included my father in this endeavor. As a result, I got in touch with a couple of siblings from his side. Unfortunately, I found out that I was far better off not knowing him all those years. “The Indian” and “Condemnation” reflect thoughts on the subject. On a more positive note, I did gain some additional ancestry information. Just not much more.
Opening the door to my siblings, well, that made it worth knowing what a disgusting a** my (our) father was. In a way, that was even helpful in another way: Knowing the truth about him answered every question I had as to why I didn’t know him.