WELL, guess what? After writing about the weekend and all the clearing work that went on, I returned from the beach to find out that a poem that I wrote about you know who has just been published in an on line writers journal. And not only on line, but they also have a PRINT publication that I am now waiting to receive in my MAIL box. I am a tad excited.
I have a lot of stuff floating around out here in cyberspace but the thought of opening up a magazine or whatever it is and finding MY words in black and white that I can TOUCH makes me feel like a corner has been turned.
Do you see the divine synchronicity of it all?
The poem was written about him and is very full of pain and heartache but a REALLY GOOD poem came out of it. And the fact that I get the announcement that said poem is being published the day AFTER I spent a whole weekend clearing HIM is somewhat amazing. Ya gotta love the workings of the Universe.
So I guess it would make sense to let you read said poem here now that I keep talking about it so here goes. It is called Fantasy World...........grin.
Once more a mantle of sadness has descended upon me
More words with little meaning tugging at my heartstrings
I so wanted to believe those idle comments of yours
Pulling me
Urging me to believe that this time
For sure this time
It is real. You mean all of what you say
The words, the sentiments springing forth from those lips
The lips that I long to kiss
The face that I love to touch
The strong arms that I held on to
The same arms that held me in their loving embrace
For it is love that I feel from you
It is love that you show me with your eyes
With your lips
With all of your body
The laughter that we shared as we danced around my living room
The way we become like children
Sharing in some wonderful fantasy world
Our world
Our playground
Our love
I wish to remain immersed in that space
But then you are gone and I am alone
Until you return down the road knowing
I will open my arms once more
Open my heart
Give to you all my Love for it is YOU that I love
I hear your voice and my heart sings
I see your face and all the hurt seems to magically dissolve
This time I want to believe it will be different
This time you will mean what you say
This time you will love me for more than just those few short hours
This time you will stay forever
But it is not to be
A mantle of sadness has once more descended upon me
Sigh.............but don't worry I am not sad anymore. That poem was written back in December and much has happened since then. The mantle has lifted and I am more than ready to get on with my life. AND if anyone out there is a budding songwriter and would like to collaborate with me on turning this poem into a song, I would welcome your input.
Oh and one more thing, for any of you in the Vancouver area, I am part of a group that is hosting a Psychic Salon at the Sylvia Hotel by English Bay this coming Sunday (June 22) from noon to 6:00 p.m. Should be fun. You can get more information at www.soulcollective.ca
Blessings to you all.
Tuesday, June 17, 2008
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