Poetry

[Adena]

~for J. MB

April
Wake up lazy
Tired and yawning
No reprieve
Wanting
to live a sun
Tired of the moon
time for a change.
~a. fern. p

[Adena]

Cybele

Tambourines
line the aisle
she dances down
flicking her cloak
spinning along
in silver cloth
she is beautiful
so beautiful
goddess.

(Cybele is the Phrygian embodiment of the earth)

[Adena]

A cinnamon kiss
Of sunstreaked skin
A memory deep
Alone within
Of ice queen kisses
Frozen tears
Glassy wash
Of long-gone fears

[Adena]

Under the ocean
there is a hush
only the movement
of a few tiny fish
no need to fight
held by the waves
lost in tranquility
a world that saves

[Adena]

I've had it with you
Don't slam the door in my face
You will hear me out
No matter how long it takes
I'm up to my ears
In stories of 'faith'
I'm driven by fury
And this is my place
It's none of your business
If this is too late
I say to you, 'friend'
Did you want me disgraced?

[Adena]

Tumbled stars
Fear in their eyes
They are alone
Completely despised
Don't let them fall
too far away
They deserve to see
another day...

[Adena]

Cross the river
raging depths
there is so much in its waters
years of history
the boats which travelled these seas
in the days of the Vikings
the boats which opened another world
these are their seas
their streams of adventure
with so much hope
you can lay in the river
watch pain wash away
and then swim over
to the other side
it's so easy

[Adena]

To my inspiration - be inspired!

I used to be a preacher girl
I used to love their god
Until one day a friend came up
And said 'you can't be a preacher
not the way you are'
I asked her why, and she replied
'he knows about your Friday nights'

'Do you think a real god would care?' I fumed
'what I do when I'm alone?
That's between me and whoever I'm with'
'You have some cheek!' she cried, she yelled
You must know that it is wrong!'

'Yes, that's as may be' I told my friend
'But do you really know a god so mighty
whose fury would descend on me
for filling someone else's need?
And that beside, my god is here'
I pointed to my heart
with faith and conviction,
and asked her 'Do you see
the god in me?'

~a. fern. p

[Adena]

Who are you?
icy laughter
can I forget you?
quicksilver voice

you're like a fire
can I run away from the flame?
you're burning down
can't I just end this game?

[tannis]

Straight Down the Line

Cain forgot his crime
And went on
To sire a whole line.

But none could forget
His punishment.

And so they went on
Repeating his crime
Until they remembered.

[tannis]

Adena, it's good to see your muse is back. I especially like these...

Oct 9, 2009 0:59:50 GMT Adena said:

Music: Loreena McKennitt - All Souls Night (hehehe!)

Tossed so harsh on the rolling sea
Loved so much by the raging river
Kissed so sweet by the trembling sun
Held so long by the careful giver

Trees and songs and circles of candles
Tears and thoughts of things ahead
Laughs and snips of life well lived
In song of night to wake the dead

Ask for nowt but get so much
Gift of night, of shadowed tears
Dance on hate and live on memories
Remember all those times of fear

Light and love and sands of time
Talk and fear of things ahead
The sea which washes clean the tainted
In song of night to wake the dead


Bitter Sherbet

Take your seat
With the connoisseurs
In front of the voluminous platter of life

Sit at the table
With a mug of light
Grin your way through the feast

Tickle your tastebuds
With all that is there
Ah...
Bitter sherbet.


Cybele

Tambourines
line the aisle
she dances down
flicking her cloak
spinning along
in silver cloth
she is beautiful
so beautiful
goddess.


Under the ocean
there is a hush
only the movement
of a few tiny fish
no need to fight
held by the waves
lost in tranquility
a world that saves

[Adena]

Step into the room
it's hidden away
look around
the family's there
prepare
head starts spinning
standing strong
open the handbag
remove cold steel
point the barrel
pull the trigger
shoot him.
Shoot him.

[Adena]

a spiral of snips in my head
the people who hurt me are dead
but I've got to get it out or it hurts
'cause my gift is really a curse

[Barry SR Gowing]

Cast off from the shores of bitterness
Set sail for the Cape of Good Hope
Don’t lay there becalmed for too long a spell
All we need’s a strong mast and some good sturdy rope

Take your spyglass and scan the horizon
The wind is stiffening but we shall prevail
The love that awaits us - vast as the ocean
May you find your epiphany once we have set sail

[Adena]

midnight fury
phantom dreams
vicious songs
animal screams

a summons from the god of night
is truly a most painful fight