Sia – Page 3 – Notes From Afar

My heart is not with me

March 19, 2021March 19, 2021 SiaLeave a comment

My heart is not with me.

It is out there, somewhere, with you.

It wants to break out, be free but

it stays out there, somewhere, with you.

Ensnared by your eyes,

the smile and glimmer they shine when upon me.

Release me, free me,

return my heart to me.

I cannot continue to live with

a heart that’s not with me.

I need my heart here beside me.

I need it restored, from doubtful thoughts drawn.

My heart is not with me.

It is out there, somewhere, with you.

Release me, free me,

return my heart to me.

Solitude at Ease

March 6, 2021March 6, 2021 SiaLeave a comment

Can you be at ease

with the smell of withered grass

that spring to summer silently transforms;

with the untold heated rays,

that so luminous your fears and hopes do render;

with the oneness of existing merely as a one

that solitude upon your being forcefully affects?

A note from last summer

March 2, 2021March 4, 2021 SiaLeave a comment

Since, he has appeared, approaching me at our friend’s birthday which we celebrated sprawled along the bank of the Langer See. As I was entering the lake alone the second time around, the water felt cooler after I’d been sitting in the shade of the trees for a while. I took my time, lingering in the shallows as I allowed the water to climb up to my belly button. He was hanging off the branch of tree submerged in the water and asked me how the experience of getting into the lake was going for me. We picked up a conversation – nice, easy and fun. Lost in it, I didn’t notice as a group of his friends arrived around us, emerging like sprites of the forest or nymphs of the lake – young, attractive, cheeky. As one of them (long, shiny hair and the humble confidence of toned cute) dove into the water right in front of us, his trunks slid down and the rest of us chuckled at the smooth, scrumptious shapes he uncovered. We moved around one another and spoke in a way which cast spells of the young who have missed each other; who are keen to play but are now careful how quickly they approach.

Hearts of Love Forgotten

February 21, 2021February 21, 2021 SiaLeave a comment

We walk and

we talk and

we cycle and

we flock

after months where we rested and

we waited and

we laid and

we missed.

Suddenly emerge and

we gather and

we bud;

ready to embrace and

to kiss one another and

to dance in the day and

in the night.

Forth with all the color and

the light and

coming thunder as

our hearts of love forgotten

to the early rays besotten

lustily we offer.

Rain / Deliverance

February 18, 2021February 18, 2021 SiaLeave a comment

The rain of today

brings winds before of yesterday

and where the sun tomorrow may lie

strikes but a moment

as your touch upon mine

seldom in future and past may lay.

Tomorrow may shine on yesterday’s flurry,

but, embrace me, love!

Drink me, never but today forever,

those temporal torrents diluting

as through you I flow

and in us deliverance sustain.

Static

January 30, 2021January 30, 2021 SiaLeave a comment

As each day repeats itself

–

drip,

–

drip,

–

drip.

This is the longest winter of my life.

All there is

January 23, 2021January 23, 2021 SiaLeave a comment

Drawing within

need not succumb all in shadow,

folding, what’s there,

weaving within one another

and without another.

All is within you

and all that’s within you in all,

it is only acceptance which differs.

Acceptance which comes from yielding, alone,

the stasis you offer yourself, and all.

Do not be afraid of all that’s within,

the dwellers that slowness and silence deliver.

In noise it is easy to drown out their whispers,

yet life without quiet will swallow all whole.

Admit all there is

for life is a flurry

only if stillness is too much to bear.

Your Caress Alone / Anticipation

January 6, 2021January 6, 2021 SiaLeave a comment

I await your gaze,

your lips and touch and passion’s purpose

upon the skin that glows

for your caress alone.

To be lost in me,

rapture seeded in impulsive embrace,

as I fold around and hold you tender

much like fruit in petals spring foresees.

For when the body feels of lovers true

so sprouts in gleaming shine,

the yearning, budding,

for your caress alone.

This work is dedicated to all the lovers distanced by our current emergency; to the flow of nascent romance that must find its way through patience to maintain its grace.

Do not abandon, love, what was there for you before, as for you thereafter it shall remain.

Whispered Prayer

January 1, 2021January 1, 2021 SiaLeave a comment

May there be space in the year

for you to rest and to heal;

May there be space in the year

for ease to flow with no fear;

May there be space in the year

for you to reappear.

Living / Death

December 26, 2020December 27, 2020 SiaLeave a comment

In darkness she walks the planes of thereafter

as death ‘round lives tender so mutedly preys

today then tomorrow draws her not closer

her presence through time shoring up in life’s bay.

A friend and a jester in shadows enveloped

she stands at my door asking with me to stay

the play of her forces draws me to greet her

for straying in blindness only time may delay.

Through pink and black leaves she outwardly beckons

and hands in cold terror belatedly folds

for both of us know she long here had treaded

leading our cycles unto the beyond.

–

In darkness we walk, praying together

her void with my tears I never did fill

and as I embrace her she weaves in all feeling

priming a heart for life’s waves never still.