Poetry Challenge Week 6- A Thing of Beauty

This is my entry for Clown Ponders Poetry Challenge for the week of 4/20/2012.  (By the way, if you haven’t visited Clown Ponders blog before, go check it out. It’s excellent!)

A Thing of Beauty

Memories are jewels

Set in the foggy fabric of time

I keep them polished and gleaming

So that every thought of you

Is a thing of beauty

That will never fade

Something I Can’t Have

I can’t kiss your lips

But I can see your smile

And summer sun couldn’t warm me more

Or moonlit nights bring more peace

 

Your heart may not belong to me

But mine is yours no less

For what is freely given

I need nothing in return

 

You’re something I can’t have

But I can live with that

Better to live next door to Heaven

Than on the far side of Hell

Muse

I’m having a hard time coming up with something to write tonight, so I guess I’ll post this old poem from 2006 when I was fighting a nasty case of writer’s block. –

Muse

Where are the words?

They’re lost

Bereft

They’ve jumped like lemmings from my mind

Into a chasm of loss

Once upon a time they would come

I didn’t have to think

They came

Leaping from my pen

Ink jewels

In blue and black

As if they weren’t mine at all

But channeled

From some eloquent spirit

Longing to be heard

Where are you now spirit?

Muse?

Whatever name best fits you

You fed me words once

Now I’m starving

Craving the language that once nourished me

 

Were you pushed away?

Sickened by my filthy cynicism?

My reality?

My day by day drudgery?

Stagnation

“There is a rot on us all”

I let the rot grow over me

And my muse withered with it

 

Can I resurrect you?

If I raise my pen once more

Will you return?

Like a soldier fresh from the front

With countless tales to tell

To make me feel vital

To have energy

Crackling with the electricity of creation

Freedom

That sweet remembered taste

It is out there

Waiting for the train to pass

Drop me off, muse

I think this

Is my stop

365 Todays

I stand like stone

Mute

Paralyzed

Crippled with fear

Like emotional polio

Motionless

Voiceless

 

Am I so fragile?

A crystalline soul

Liable to collapse into a thousand splintered fragments?

Shards of glass

Where my heart once was?

Where my ego once stood?

 

But I break my own heart everyday

Always saving the sweetest lies

To tell myself

“Tomorrow, tomorrow, tomorrow” I say

Knowing all the while

Where fear says “tomorrow”

Strength says…

 

Today

Today is all there is

This day

Is the only day

Tomorrow

Will always be just out of reach

But now-

Now is eternal

Look at the calendar and realize

It shows no tomorrows,

But 365

Todays

 

The Music of Life

Before my eyes

Petals dance from the trees

In the violin wind

The air resonates

Vibrates

With a thrum I feel into my bones

The music of life

Spun soft, but fierce

Passionate

Doubts lie hidden

Dreams sit just beneath the surface

Something alive

Waiting for a grand unveiling

When life will change in an instant

And the music will play faster

More chaotic

Ecstasy calling the dance

Can you feel that?

The hum of tectonic feelings

A seismic shift

Thrust

Something’s got to give

Love can shake the world,

The world of two people,

As the music shakes the air

Your earth

My sky

Meet as one

Come together

In the storm before the calm

Let’s go! (Our Own Neverland)

Let’s go

Come with me

And let’s go, go, go

Forget the meaning of “where”

And just go

Take what we need and

Drive

No stopping

Until the air is warm

The breezes sweet

Sun on our faces

We won’t stop

Until grey days are so far behind us

They can’t even be recalled

Let’s lose ourselves

And go find ourselves again

Look where there is happiness

Look where love drifts like dandelion fluff in the air

There

There you will find us

In our own Neverland

Wonderland

Any-land

Let’s go

Let’s go

Thank You Once Again!

I want to thank Ami Fidele of Perplexing Thoughts for nominating The Noise of Silence for the 7X7 Link Award!  I highly recommend everyone to check out Ami’s fantastic poetry!  It is some really wonderful writing. 🙂

The rules of this award:

1.  Tell everyone something they don’t know about you.

I work at night during the week and sleep during the day, so most of my poetry is written at around 3 o’clock in the morning.

2.  Link to posts that I think best fit the following categories:

Most Beautiful- A Princess to a Queen or The You That I See

Most Helpful- The Hardest Thing to See (I suppose it might be helpful to someone)

Most Popular- Message to You

Most Controversial- Monster

Most Surprisingly Successful- Leap Day (who knew so many people would google “leap day poems”?)

Most Underrated- Da Vinci’s Dream

Most Pride-Worthy- Speak Softly

3.  Pass this award on to seven other bloggers.

Here are seven of my favorites:

The Bus Stop Blues

Elizabeth Exploring

Sarahjaneprosetry

Mademosiellebluebell

Gabrielsfury

Hollyanne gets poetic

Ina

All seven of these blogs (plus Perplexing Thoughts) are beautifully written.  They are some amazingly talented writers. So go check them out!

Go on.  I’ll wait.  😉