You still make my mind dance~
I twist like a broken arrow set free from a bow with a direct line of purpose~
Piercing the softness of my longing, I ascend gently grazing my fear knowing the outcome~
Where will my acceptance land? As the air splits with denial, fierce the arrow proceeds, thrusting the tip towards the end of my being~
Thoughts fire prisms whipping intention, sharp is the tongue that connects fury~
My mask bears a crooked grin, my step makes a unflinching bounce, watch as I secure my stance, I am fine alone~
Karla Arce© 12/19/08
Thursday, June 11, 2009
Tuesday, June 9, 2009
Raven
A raven’s feather sways listlessly, landing knowingly on the terrain of my feelings~
Instructing my direction, the raven’s discussion strike’s inspiration to my plight~
Many think him old and withered; I confided in his sage eyes, as his gaze emotes my gut reaction~
His proverbs are a spiders web that symbolize my vestige, sticky with the expectation the images project, he speaks of your voice and waves the intention that strikes comfort in my logic~
Bringing me solace in my continuous conversations of inevitability; I want nothing more than to balance my thoughts among the notes of the raven’s talon’s~
Speak to me I beg, make me bleed contentment in my final confidence, take me with you as you wrap your secret message around my disclosure~
The raven’s smile brings me belief that my intuition's are not objects pitched through a slit in thought.
He flees in flight toward my bosom, not fearing his entry, I welcome the raven into my soul, unchained and free to soar~
Karla Arce© 06/06/09
Instructing my direction, the raven’s discussion strike’s inspiration to my plight~
Many think him old and withered; I confided in his sage eyes, as his gaze emotes my gut reaction~
His proverbs are a spiders web that symbolize my vestige, sticky with the expectation the images project, he speaks of your voice and waves the intention that strikes comfort in my logic~
Bringing me solace in my continuous conversations of inevitability; I want nothing more than to balance my thoughts among the notes of the raven’s talon’s~
Speak to me I beg, make me bleed contentment in my final confidence, take me with you as you wrap your secret message around my disclosure~
The raven’s smile brings me belief that my intuition's are not objects pitched through a slit in thought.
He flees in flight toward my bosom, not fearing his entry, I welcome the raven into my soul, unchained and free to soar~
Karla Arce© 06/06/09
My Breeze
Trust is the thin thread that slips through the eye of a needle that pricks my levity~
Swiftly the ground meets my fall, as the rain makes mud of my emotions~
I drift with no direction, free from winter I call out... breathe, I push through the hard earth that is my enslavement~
Breach my skin, rebirth is real, my screams are like the stretches of a cherry blossom tree young and curious~
Dew kisses my lips softly as I dream, be patient, all will be calm the wind whispers~
The razors blaze brings me life as the Sun warms my tranquil storm~
I am swinging like a dragonfly on a nightmare searching for a breeze~
I am waiting for you~
Karla Arce© 05/18/2009
Swiftly the ground meets my fall, as the rain makes mud of my emotions~
I drift with no direction, free from winter I call out... breathe, I push through the hard earth that is my enslavement~
Breach my skin, rebirth is real, my screams are like the stretches of a cherry blossom tree young and curious~
Dew kisses my lips softly as I dream, be patient, all will be calm the wind whispers~
The razors blaze brings me life as the Sun warms my tranquil storm~
I am swinging like a dragonfly on a nightmare searching for a breeze~
I am waiting for you~
Karla Arce© 05/18/2009
Unfolding
As a tree releases a leaf, my stride flows endlessly along my journey without you~
You are in the distance where the road splinters, my reach never too far, yet I am unable to grasp the uprooted bond that once flourished in fruitful benevolence~
My tears are like shards of understanding, I am limited only by the gnarled, intricate wreckage my awareness concludes~
Send me to the field of easeful grace, So I can lay in the feathery, mossy embrace of possibilities.
Karla Arce © 04/14/2009
You are in the distance where the road splinters, my reach never too far, yet I am unable to grasp the uprooted bond that once flourished in fruitful benevolence~
My tears are like shards of understanding, I am limited only by the gnarled, intricate wreckage my awareness concludes~
Send me to the field of easeful grace, So I can lay in the feathery, mossy embrace of possibilities.
Karla Arce © 04/14/2009
Subscribe to:
Posts (Atom)
