Showing posts with label Poetry. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Poetry. Show all posts

Tuesday, December 5, 2017

Free Flowing

Life’s a pretty interesting journey. You can free flow and let it happen or resist it a bit. That’s always an experience either way. One man’s freedom is another man’s prison. 

Freedom isn’t just a state of mind for some people. It’s not that easy for them. For a great many people they are shackled to rules, commitments and obligations. Additionally to tell a person suffering from mental health issues that they are as free as their mind allows is quite insensitive. Freedom definitely is a perspective and a great goal to set for those with limited viewpoint of things in life. For those seeking to be free mentally I suggest spirituality, exercise or meditation. For those already free I suggest compassionately holding space and be respectful of others still trying to find peace and try to use better words when communicating your perception.

True freedom lies in being yourself and living how you choose without any one’s permission. Love yourself.

Here’s a fun one about flowing and freedom... that came from a book of poems.
Are you free? 

Kisses, m

Free ~ Hearts

These little heartaches
Remind me I'm yours
Not entirely.

Entirely your heart beats free
Away from mine 

A freedom I too enjoy
Until this beating grows
Into aches

To join yours.


Monday, August 25, 2014


No need to look for love. Love is within you. Love is freedom. Some people have to work at it. Some don't. Love doesn't always come origanically while others don't have to work at love... we keep loving even though it may end up in heartbreak. 

Here's one from a series of poems borrowed from song lyrics called 8 words...  

Where do you look for love? Even climb a tree for a look? This doll has!
It's fun!
Kisses, m.

So simply a look can break your heart.

We are one through the darkness breaks light
Creatures kissing in the rain, In the dark
Along the path where the stream is talking.
In the distance there's a gathering far away.

Though no one did appear and make real
They cut the cast, the music, and lights.
This is my line, this is eternal. The
Small voice in the back of my mind
Yesterday reading the lines. In the mirror through
Deep within divinity let's start another secret show.

Part your lips more; I'll swallow your fear
Closing my eyes, kissing them one last time
Calling tears from deep inside, you're so exquisite
You'll love the eyes. Have they always shown
That ghost you love, your ray of light?

So simply a look can break your heart.
Cause now you've paused to break my heart.
Hungry eyes waiting for life flash, to see 
I left here there darkness and found you.

The shadows betrayed you and I that night.
Will I ever come around or you have
A need to see those lights, like rain.
In flames is where I can be found
Cause you know where I'll be found and 
I'll gladly accept the gift I've been granted.

We've never given up before on this stand 
The words remain. I hold to the light.
We run this light take a little life.
So lose your past. It’s in the way.

A thousand lights are burning bright darkened light.
The way things seem to me right now
I thought we pushed toward the same ends.
You've got something to say, so you say
When, remember when we were all so beautiful?

All that is surrounding, somewhere between, a dream.
No fear of death, no fear of life.
This place where I belong, with all erased.
The truth you hide was you all along.

*Track Listing
...But Home Is Nowhere
Now The World
Miss Murder
This Time Imperfect
Kiss And Control
Beautiful Thieves
Too Shy To Scream
The Lost Souls
The Despair Factor
This Celluloid Dream
Strength Through Wounding
The Last Kiss
The Hanging Garden
3 ½
Lower Your Head And Take It In The Body
Don't Make Me Ill
Darling, I Want To Destroy You
I Am Trying Very Hard To Be Here
Love Like Winter
Silver And Cold
This Secret Ninja
Two Of A Kind
Aspirin Free
The Checkered Demon
Salt For Your Wounds
Consult My Lover
The Boy Who Destroyed The World
Dream Of Waking
Girl's Not Grey
Narrative Of Soul Against Soul
Of Greetings And Goodbyes
Catch A Hot One
The Prayer Position
Three Reasons

Monday, February 17, 2014


A new old song. Can there be such a thing? I don't know. But maybe there's such a thing and this is new and old and something I don't have to explain. Here's a 300 and I'll refer to Matisse. And if you're new to my blog that means I'm not discussing the piece, I'm letting it stand on its own. Here's the gist of Matisse for the newcomers: "the job of the artist is to cut out his tongue so that he can never explain his work"

Kisses, m.


Sing me a new song he says.
Tell me a new story he says. 
Show me you love me with a smile.

I tell him I need you to show me what it means to be in love with me.
He can’t. 

He doesn’t love me because he loved her yesterday. 
The same way he loves me today. 

Write me a Poem?

Love him with a lie. 

The message beneath his words is loud and clear:

Please don’t hesitate to say or do what I can not.
I’m a coward and I’ll hide behind my words and blame my emotions. 
The same feelings that urge me to love you make me fight unfair. 
I can’t help it. 
Perhaps I’m crazy. 
It’s your fault. 
You know it is.
Isn’t it?
You should love me.

But I don’t love him. I can’t. Not like this. Not ever.

I’d never make this demand of someone I loved.
I know if he really did love me he wouldn’t need a song, a story, a poem. 
I need this he says.
It’s my oxygen. 
My sustenance. 
I can’t breath without it he says.

And I can’t help but… 


As fast as I can. 
Away from the thing I can not give. 
It’s not love you want from me. 
It’s an ideal. 
An ideal image I can never be. 

So here’s your song, your story, your poem. 
Here are those things you begged of me. 
To show you how I felt.
Well I feel nothing.
Not even love. 

So take these words, 
Like a sword to the heart. 
Let them wound. 
Let them slice. 
Take out the lie that lives in your head and heart. 
Because you don’t know what love is. 
You can’t even love yourself. 
And you don’t love me.

Thursday, May 16, 2013

Sleep: Dreams and Nightmares 34

A Dream Within a Dream


Take this kiss upon the brow!
And, in parting from you now,
Thus much let me avow —
You are not wrong, who deem
That my days have been a dream;
Yet if hope has flown away
In a night, or in a day,
In a vision, or in none,
Is it therefore the less gone? 
All that we see or seem
Is but a dream within a dream.

I stand amid the roar
Of a surf-tormented shore,
And I hold within my hand
Grains of the golden sand —
How few! yet how they creep
Through my fingers to the deep,
While I weep — while I weep!
O God! Can I not grasp
Them with a tighter clasp?
O God! can I not save
One from the pitiless wave?
Is all that we see or seem
But a dream within a dream?

Thursday, January 17, 2013

Tonight underneath the stars spinning round and round...

8 words. The Cure. NEW. Always a favorite. There's nothing like working with your favorite music and listening to it while you work. Do you like The CURE? Enjoy. kisses, m.

the cure. song of the day: why can't I be you? album: kiss me kiss me kiss me

Tonight underneath the stars spinning round & round

You remind me of a girl I think
She used to just stand there and stare
On that dizzy edge. I kissed her face 
And kissed her head and dreamed of all
My promises. I thought you were the girl
Tonight underneath the stars, spinning round and round
For the last time, then slipped away quietly.

I'm wondering where she's been and I'm crying
Dancing screaming itching squealing fevered feeling hot hot...
I'm smitten I'm bitten I'm hooked I'm cooked!

However much I'm falling down it's never enough. 
Whichever I chose it amounts to the same
End. But this isn't truth this isn't right.
Please tell me this is not for real...

The shadows breathe whispering me away from you.
This wonder always leaves. When the time comes
Then give it to the wonderful, wonderful me.

I know I was wrong when I said 
It's not hard to hide in a moment. 
I never thought that tonight could ever be 
Flowing in and filling up my hopeless heart.

If only I'd thought of the right words. 
I would say I’m sorry if I thought
You’d know that I'd do anything. For you
Make me feel like I am free again.

To learn the new smile you'll have to
Slide into deep black water and breathe and 
Sing me a line from your favorite song.
It's such a gorgeous sight to see you
In the water and your dry lips sing
And smile with the shake of your head.

It's a big bright beautiful world out there.
The same sun spinning in the same sky.
So let's cut the conversation and get out
Softly through the shadow of the evening sun
One last time before it's time to go.

As a strange attraction spreads it's wings the
Happy ever after girl finds the perfect boy.

*Track Listing
10.15 Saturday Night
Boys don't Cry
Jumping Someone Else's Train
Killing An Arab
The Lovecats
The Catapiller
Close to Me
The Walk
Inbetween Days
A Night Like This
Hot Hot Hot!
If only Tonight we could Sleep
Just Like Heaven
The Kiss
Why Can’t I Be You?
Fascination Street
Pictures of You
Doing the Unstuck
Friday I’m in Love
A letter to Elise
This is a lie
The 13th
Out of this world
Alt. End.
Underneath the Stars
Sleep When I’m Dead
Never Enough
The Perfect Boy
The End of the world
Strange Attraction

Sunday, March 4, 2012

come and go

“Music speaks what cannot be expressed, soothes the mind and gives it rest, heals the heart and makes it whole, flows from heaven to the soul.”

this is a piece from 8 words. a series created in tribute to great singers whose words and style possessed lyrics and songs I  wanted to hear but had never been created. I think this is idea appears in all art. all forms, all genres, etc. people want to see things from their own perspective and share it. and as of late it is amazing to see how everyone has taken each other's styles and built their own "something" from it. look at the gifts you have created for one another... they are masterpieces and this is all brilliantly connected. absolutely adore. enjoy. kisses. m.

There are places to come from and go.

Elusive dreams, vague desires fanned to fiery needs.
We burned brightly clinging like fire to fuel.
We once loved together and floodlit that time.
That was a dream we had some time
When you felt my fire it was precious.
Watching your hair and the clouds and stars.
Feel so wild you could break somebody's heart.
Dreams like that are very hard to share.

Sometimes I blink 'cause I think I see
You. And can't help how you feel tonight.
Night after night lie awake and dream of
The wild things running fast in the dark.
Moon in the mirror, a reflection of kisses.
Birds in spring only lovers hear them sing
Dreaming of the pleasure they’re going to have.

Love is not a game played with inconsistency.
Cause once comes love nothing can be done.
Feeling too foolish and strange to say words
Everyday. Your love puts on a new face
When say you don't know what you’re doing.
Now believe that love is here to stay.

I don't like quiet I wish I were
Changing as the days come down to you.
Sometimes change comes at you with only chaos.

I miss your touch and lips so much
Giving me such pleasure. Bringing me such pain.
I miss the kisses, I miss the bites.
I can feel your fingers feeling my face.

Don’t know what you've got till it's gone
I've looked at love from both sides now.
You’ve gotta give up a piece of soul
for the truth. Let the fight go out.
Whisper out of time before it then comes.

You say that we can start anew. You’re
Searching my soul because this must be fate.
There'll be new dreams, better dreams and plenty.

There are places to come from and go.
Till you get there you never really know.

8words- Joni Mitchell
*Track Listing
Both Sides Now
I don't know where I stand
Love puts on a new face
Big yellow taxi
You dream flat tires
Here today and gone tomorrow
Blonde in the bleachers
Circle game
Nothing can be done
Wild things run fast
Comes love
Impossible dreamer
Don't interrupt the sorrow
Night in the city
I wish I were in love again
Day after day
Answer me my love
Just like this train
 Free man in Paris
Down to you
In France They Kiss on Main Street
Moon in the mirror
Stay in touch
Blue on blue
Good Friends