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The Infinite Nature of Longing

 

 

The longing had no focus

Arms reaching for shadows – dodging, morphing, fading…..gone.

Then you reached out and touched me with gentle words and images

And shaped my dreams with your strength of mind and heart.

 

Thus began a shadow dance of another dimension

Absent the sweat and excess baggage of the everyday.

Serving to stir unimaginable desire

To provoke, to surprise, and always to delight.

 

We can not pledge our earthly forever

But every moment I breathe and all that came before

and all that will swim in the eternal sea of time is woven into my soul

With your love and fire and sweetness…for always.

 

November 9, 2014

(c) The Spirit of the Goddess

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Bottle It

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How can I describe

my conflicted heart?

Where are the words of this love?

Where does that divide occur between

the acceptable and the taboo?

Even if I conjured up the magic formula today

would it work its charms tomorrow?

And even if the answers existed

for each dilemma, every riddle

would it be enough?

 

The panic monster lurks

observing the refuse of failed promises,

feeding on feelings still present

ill-defined, turbulent,

defiant and strong 

Contrary to  intent

the longing doesn’t stop.

grows fierce in its intensity

needing its own elixir

demanding resolution.

 

(c) The Spirit of the Goddess Minerva

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Too Shattered To Spin

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Author’s Note:  Artists are fortunate that they have their art to turn to in times of greatest stress and despair.  But sometimes even artists have difficulty getting re-energized by their work.

And all of us have had to, at one time or another, don the mask of normalcy to face the world during a time of personal sadness.

 

Too Shattered to Spin

Too shattered to spin two words together
unless the words tell
of anguish
of tears
of love crushed under the weight of reality.

 

Too crushed to think of tomorrow
‘cause I already know that
tomorrow brings nothing but more reminders
that all is lost
forever

 

Too lost to find my way to happy ;
to regain my buoyant spirit,
to say hello once more
to joy…
to life…

 

There was no foul
There is no fault
There was surprise
There was fascination
There was delight

 

There was no way
There is no remedy
There is despair
There is grief
There is a mask ready

(c) The Spirit of the Goddess Minerva

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Death Knell

misty marina_edited-1This morning I awoke with hope
Tentative, confused, yet all was possible
Still sorting out attitudes, the oughts, the shoulds
Needing to know more.

But not that
Not the death of hope
Not the final killing blow
Not the end of my world.

I have lost so much
There should be no surprise
That a passion so rare and elusive
Should be ripped from my heart.

You eased into your news
tried to lessen the shock
Divulged a few details the other day
Finished it off today.

You have been so sweet
Right from day one
And today was no different
Softly and gently killing my soul.

The central premise of my universe
Has vanished – a tectonic shift
Now nothing holds my world together
Without you – I will reach out to emptiness.

Grieving the death of what could have been
Pain profound a bottomless pit
I simply don’t want to “be”.
I want to go to sleep and never waken.

 

original poetry by the Spirit of the Goddess Minerva  April 2, 2014 (c)