Embracing

As darkness consumes
I reach out
to nothing.
Closing my eyes
I try to grasp
a hold onto something
in a black void.
Opening my eyes
I see you;
stumbling I rise
embracing into
your light.

She is Standing

She is standing,
awaiting the rise
of the sun,
to bathe in the light
and soak in its
strength.

She is standing,
awaiting the rise
of the moon
as she watches
the sun drop below,
craving for the
moon's sweet glow
while seizing life from its
guidance.

Brave One

Brave one
Where are you
I call into
the wind.
Where is my knight
My sweetness in the night.

The world
has again
turned cold,
the air frozen.
The night
again steals
my sleep
and I lay
awake fearing
the shadows
as they hover
over my bed.
I stare at them
in complete silence
fear no longer
seizing me,
only anger to rise.
I turn from them
but I still feel them
their presence
consuming me
as they grasp
for a life
they can not have,
waiting to suck
away my soul.

Brave one
where are you
I call into
the wind,
Where is my man
My knight
My sweetness
in the night,
where is he
to help me fight.

The memories
are still there
as I reach
for you in the night
starring at the
shadows still
looming over me,
and I wonder
if I have the strength.

Brave one
Where are you
I call into
the wind,
Where is my man
My Knight
My shinning light.

I close
my eyes
needing the dark
to mask my defeat.
The night closes
in around me
and I see him
standing under the tree
whispering prayers
from his lips,
prayers of strength
of guidance.
I see the tears
glisten on his cheeks
reminding me
that I can not
accept defeat
and with him
I whisper prayers
for the shadows
to disperse
for strength
for guidance
for my knight
my man
my sweetness
in the night.

My Fight

The battles rage on
And my fight has become long;
Defeat can not be.

Strength and Guidance

The sun strengthens me
And falling I recognize
Guidance of the moon.

Grapes to Wine

Grapes fall from the vine
with my tears into water
blending into wine.




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If I Can Be Heard - A Haiku

Desperate, broken
I cry for help wondering
If I can be heard.

Darkness to Light

Roses have faded
and I wait in the dark for
darkness to be light.

A Touch

Darkness consumes me
in the night
sleep
running away from me.
I struggle for peace
but the nightmares
tear at me
bouncing around in my head
ripping me
defining me.
before the scream
can build in my throat
I feel a soft touch
on my face
in the night,
a touch
that calms me.
I lay still
as the touch
comes again,
the nightmare
releases me
and I open
my eyes
to see your face.

Sometimes

Sometimes
the darkness
seems to last forever,
the light
never showing
never breaking
never there to be.

Sometimes
the prayers
seem to be lost,
never being heard
never answered
never spoken.

Sometimes
I do know
to kneel down
to pray,
never asking twice
never doubting
never questioning his presence.

Sometimes
the world
does stop spinning,
the light
never quivering
never leaving
never betraying.

Sometimes
the darkness
doesn't seem to last forever
the light
always shinning
always lifting
always there.

I Don't Live Here Anymore

Drifting down
a familiar road
surrounded by trees
crowned with leaves
floating down the hollow,
I dread each step
but I continue to follow
the road
to the house
where I used to live.
Tears form,
Fear rises
as the house
comes into view.
I want to run
I want to cry
I want to scream
as I'm torn between
reality and denial
all while I stand infront
of the house
where I used to live.
No fear
No fear
only the echo to hear
the wind to soar
for I don't live here anymore
I don't live here anymore.

The house bears
on me the memories
I refuse to see,
the tears
to blind so I
do not have to face
the reality.
Years and Years
of dread and pain
rising from the dirt
of this haunting home
Reminding me of brutal days,
days where I stood alone
in the woods
wanting to be free.
I feel the tears
and I want to run,
I want to scream,
No fear
No fear
only the echo to hear
the wind to soar
for I don't live here anymore
I don't live here anymore.

The pain
can not be my past,
it can not be my present,
it can not be the mask
I hide behind.
This house
is just a house,
it's memories haunt
only if I allow
them to haunt.
Denial will always
be my enemy
unless I find reality
to be my friend,
so I stand
infront of that house
on the road in the hollow
the road I continue to follow
to the house
where I used to live,
to see that child
standing there
in the woods
wishing to be free,
No fear
No fear
only the echo to hear
the wind to soar
for I don't live here anymore
I don't live here anymore.

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This poem was inspired by Jakob Dylan's music and lyrics

Sleep

Eyes flutter
as they try to close
exhausted,weary laden
I fight the sleep.
The darkness, looming
drowziness overtaking
sleep calling.
I turn
I stand
I roll
I fight,
exhausted, weary laden
weakness peaking
stubbornness ruling
sleep calling
the darkness
still looming
but will not
find me
unguarded
unprepared.
Tears are present
always present
taking control
of every emotion.
exhausted, weary laden
vulnerability rises
sleep advancing
darkness surrounds
eyes close
sleep conquers
dreams to haunt.

Give Me Wings

I remember
dark skies,
the wind
strong, forceful
beating against
the tree.

I remember
the storm,
the lighting
flashing across
the land,
the thunder
pounding
with the heart
in my chest.
I stand
under the tree,
it's branches
baring no leaves
but always bending
down to me
with comfort
unable to explain.
The tree
tall and dark
has become
my pillar
the one and only
mark in the
world around me.
The tears
begin to blend
with the storm,
black tears
under black skies
and there you
found me
under the tree
you found me.
Time began
to burn
and your voice
is all I heard.
Give me wings
to make this
memory bleed,
give me wings
to carry us
through the storm
give me reason
to stand.

I remember
dark skies
and a whispering wind
warming, blending
with the screams,
tears flowing
flooding over me
and there you
found me
under the tree
you found me
holding me.
Time began
to burn
and your voice
is all I heard.
Give me wings
to make this
memory bleed,
give me wings
to carry us
through the storm,
give me reason
to stand.

Arms wrapped
around me
you hold me
under the tree
through the storm
wiping my
tears away
giving me reason
to stay.
With black
tears and black skies
you hold me
under the tree
where you found me,
in the storm
you carry me.
As time
began to burn,
your voice
is all I heard.

I Want

I want
to be pure,
to no longer
live in the past
haunted by
demons that
want to control.
I want
to never again
hide from life
love and everything
in between.
I can't breathe
and I want
to breathe.
I want
to recognize,
the fire in your eyes
so it can meet
the desire in my soul.
I want
to feel my heart again,
to feel it again beat
and bleed
life into me.
I want
to feel invincible,
to dodge
this vile world
and the bullets
it fires
again and again.
I want
to recognize,
the fire in your eyes
the warmth
in your touch.
I want
to know you are
the one
so your fire
can meet
the desire in my soul.

Peaches and Wine

Peaches and wine to
taste; gathering roots to drink
of a rose blossom.

This pic is by the lovely LauraLynn. :)
This hakiu will most likely be edited in the future.