Martas poems

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Sunday, February 14, 2010

That night

N ever have I felt so intensely the passage of time as that night when you slowly, secretly took all the dreams that were mine and made them come true incredibly... ever so slowly, making me sigh as clouds covered the stars in the night sky Never were you more tranquil or more impatient than that night the night when we dreamed what could not be, when we illuminated the dark and ignored our doubts, when your hands explored my nakedness as if they knew every route as if your fingers had created... Sign in to see full entry.

Friday, February 12, 2010

Life's stage

I t will be dark soon, dark enough to dream and see the dream unfold and come to life; The stage is set, the actors fire up the soul, with thoughts and sounds we all have heard or seen somewhere before, but slightly different here, in the vagueness of this hot summer's night. I watch as visions of times gone by become visions of changed tomorrow's, when time and space and love shall do their dance, and say their part, out there upon this stage... for this is life's stage where things that are,... Sign in to see full entry.

Thursday, February 11, 2010

when I am free to dream

S ometimes, when I am free to dream, my mind goes down paths rarely explored, I look up towards the stars that were there the night before and now hide in a hauntingly beautiful mist as colorful lights slowly illuminate their sky. I find the early morning so beautiful, cool, refreshing... so full of romance My soul, always so shy stops hiding and takes a chance I see your lips and kiss them sweetly they taste like sugar, soft and inviting and ignoring the storm that looms in the distance...I... Sign in to see full entry.

Tuesday, February 9, 2010

I wonder

I am standing by the study's window thinking about you while enjoying a glass of bordeaux, looking out at the wide sweep of a great valley I can see from here the river flow carrying spots of ice like if they were jewels... carefully bordering the miles of flat woods that run towards the straight line of the horizon as someone trying to escape would, and right on it... on that imaginary line which only purpose seems to be to divide the pristine white from the incredibly beautiful blue, I see a... Sign in to see full entry.

Monday, February 8, 2010

I am waiting in shadows filled with the same words and the same gestures. I wait with empty hands orphaned from the soft touch of yours... while you dwell in that far away land that exclusively exists in your mind I wait here, touching mirrors, a fugitive from time suddenly thrown in a world where nothing is mine, alone walking where the snow is black, with my night ration and my mourning watch marking the minutes that I am on the run escaping from the sadness of knowing you are gone, I keep... Sign in to see full entry.

Saturday, February 6, 2010

Come my sweet friend

Come my sweet friend, hold my hand and face the sun for there no shadow lingers and no ghost will dare to dwell. See the sights and sounds and wonders of life past your sorrow's veil. Taste the beauty and sweet colors of gentle winds unblocked and free. Come, there is nothing to fear and whether its day or night, know that if you follow your heart those who care, those who matter, can not help but see your light Come, my sweet friend hold my hand. "Ayez en moi... et votre vie seront aussi... Sign in to see full entry.

Thursday, February 4, 2010

New fantastic worlds we can explore

L ook around you... do you see the soft pastels that adorn the birth of each and every day? They are always different, but always just as beautiful And the wind that touches your hair and messes it so, is it the same as yesterdays breeze which blew off the papers from your desk on to the floor? No, it is not and yet its still the wind. So this feeling that changes the way I look at the world, this warmth that envelopes my heart when you look at me, might not be the same as the feeling I felt... Sign in to see full entry.

Tuesday, February 2, 2010

Meet me ...

T he sky outside is filled with stars swimming in the coolness of the night, and I miss the warmth that surrounds my heart whenever you appear whenever you are near... The trees look on as they always have while the romantic rushing of the waves murmurs to the wind an ocean's ancient song, a song that sings of mermaids and things unknown of haunting loves and epic storms... the song natives swear once you hear you become part of... Meet me tonight in this place where all who dream dwell, where... Sign in to see full entry.

Monday, February 1, 2010

Sadness...

S adness is when the birds all leave, and the naked tree in the yard tries so hard to keep that one last green leaf and the leaf does not know that the old tree thinks in her lies his very last hope. And sadness also is that feeling of surprise that fills a long awaiting heart when the bird that left comes finally back but its song, which before made the lonely heart smile now makes it cry- Sign in to see full entry.

Friday, January 29, 2010

Listen to the wind

L isten to the wind now that the magic of the moonlight is on and the journey of the stars is in plain view. Listen to the wind and watch how it caresses the sea just so, making the water tremble as it awaits its kiss, creating sweet waves deep within it that in turn rush to touch the white sandy shores, leaving there as a memorial the sea weeds that the tide had tore the night before. Listen to that wind while it whispers to the tall palm trees that humbly bend to salute him with respect, and... Sign in to see full entry.

Thursday, January 28, 2010

Selfless and eternal

The sweet dark warmth of a forest at night with its many noises and its utter calm... If you lay on the floor and close your eyes you can feel the tremor of thousands of hearts near and far, all around, mixed in with the scents that the sun and the rain left behind. Laying there on the floor you hear strange sounds soft whispers and loud screams. things touch you and you lay very still for though you don't want to stay there, you know you will and there among the tall mighty trees where... Sign in to see full entry.

Wednesday, January 27, 2010

Weep not

W eep not for love lost, for once found, if true, love cannot be lost. Weep for the one that left love, now self-betrayed, who has passed from light to darkness and sees it not. One small light which surrenders to darkness, becomes part of the whole of darkness. Love is not love of only one, love is life itself. It will not cringe when turned from nor plead for things now passed, for it renews itself with each passing moon. Weep not, for love is and will always be Sign in to see full entry.

Tuesday, January 26, 2010

In the morning

I n the morning, when brightness comes to dissipate the ghosts that haunted our sleepless night, the softness of the sun's first light caresses our mind freeing us from the place in which we were forced to dwell, all night trying desperately to escape, the slow, consuming flames of our thinking hell. In that morning we thought would never come, we lay in bed, away from crowds and faceless names, reluctantly, slowly letting go of that sweet hope, that all night long kept our soul afloat in the... Sign in to see full entry.

Monday, January 25, 2010

You

You, that like me go through life half empty half full, never asking the questions that would get you truth, content with existing, getting by, seemingly happy in the knowledge that you survive.... You, who have inhabited my heart for such a long time... who I always go to in my mind when I need to escape from the busy world I live in and who I have adored, and for whom I have sinned. You are still after all these years the peaceful meadow where I lay my weary head to rest, when the pressures of... Sign in to see full entry.

Saturday, January 23, 2010

You were there...

A s I sat there, way up there by the cliff, I could see all, green waters dansing to the music of my soul, running through the river bed, dragging with them everything that the forest had shed I could see the hills thick with woods, all around me, tall and steep, small gnarled oaks clinging to their rocks and slender poplars, gleaming in the light of the setting sun, growing along the river side like a wall. I, drank it all in, alone, sitting amongst the pink tinted clouds, but everything I... Sign in to see full entry.

Thursday, January 21, 2010

Now

Even as the chilly winds of sadness wrap their arms around me and my soul grows cold, I know beyond a doubt I shall endure this night. I know how to swim the rapids: I drift and I drift until the raging stops, and the still waters shall reflect my resurrected smile the misty clouds, the white-capped hills and the shining grass atop the dusty earth. If I should meet you then, after the rapids, do not mistake my heightened heartbeat with anticipation, or think I could fall in love with you. I... Sign in to see full entry.

Tuesday, January 19, 2010

We just are

W hat sets our feet upon the road of endless search, through hills and valleys, roaming eyes looking for vague births and undefined beginnings. What great things do we think are there and not amidst the hush of silence. For we are blinded by the colors of the mind, by the fragrance of some lost dream or hope unfinished. The winds of restless longing blow us in all directions, desire looking behind every tree and under every rock, in the wine bottle and in the needle, amidst the pages of a... Sign in to see full entry.

Monday, January 18, 2010

As I walk by the sea...

I feel you in the warmth of the sun that softly touches my skin, alone except for the thought of you. I see you everywhere …in the water and in its salt, in the wind that smells of a far away mysterious place and caresses my face drying my tears,,, as I think of you near complete, happy, by my side, in another time, another life. Sign in to see full entry.

Sunday, January 17, 2010

I felt the power of G-d's llove...

It was dark and cold and though all day the snow had come and gone, fallen and melted, the dark clouds that menacingly lurked never seemed to empty A biting wind blew making the cold more present and the woods bright with snow stood out from the dark shinning under the half moon's silver light that seemed in the starless sky so out of place. In the distance a wolf cried its sad song calling for the comfort of a mate and as I walked in the dusk of the blue evening among trees that finally had... Sign in to see full entry.

Saturday, January 16, 2010

I miss the rain...

T he rain has stopped and the world looks like a painting. White wispy strokes swirling on a dark and gloomy sky... almost olive green, such as I have never seen, beautiful in its own sad way hypnotic, passionate, intense, for the winds left over from the storm have not subsided yet and they push things around as they play shaking the trees that glisten in the muted light of a tired sun that prefers to hide. I like this subdued, whimsical clarity that envelopes me as I walk in the wetness of my... Sign in to see full entry.

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I have always written, These are some of the poems I love best. By sharing them with you I am sharing parts of my soul. I hope you enjoy them. All material copyright Sinome 2009

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