~ Missing ~ (October 11, 1999)

 

could you tell that I missed you

with my lip still bleeding

from my biting it in worry

my hands cramped into claws

from the fists I jammed them

into on your departure

and only now released

with the knowledge that

you are home and safe

 

 

~ First Flowers ~ (October 04, 1999)@

 

I heard you say you'd send them

one day that I would see

but to even say you'd send them

was enough to overwhelm me

 

So now I sit here speechless

for today they did arrive

in many shades of red and white

some bloomed while some still strive

 

To open up and greet the sun

gaze on my smiling face

As I revel in their beauty

engulfed in their embrace

 

You say a single smile from me

your one and only goal

so much more you did accomplish

as you saved more of my soul

 

With hand on heart I swear to you

in all my soul's endeavors

that I love you so my little one

always and forever

 

~ Ocean Curse ~ (November 30, 1999)@

 

It never looked that big in school

a blue smudge on a satellite map

dividing chunks of brown

from one another forever

I was never impressed

having stood on her shores so young

to watch her roll and churn

lapping against the rock

for my amusement

An immense barrier

big enough to chill the bones

of the most salted sailor

I listened to the tales

of sea serpents and ship wrecks

told from the now withered lips

of those who'd made their living

upon her waves

I never thought her my enemy

nor my friend, just that she was

the end of what would be my world

for nothing truly existed beyond her

as she dropped off at the horizon

so did the world

for anything beyond was not for me

but now

I have seen the other side

found her standing to my right

found what she has been hiding from me

beyond her depths and swells

this bastard sea

formed now I am sure

from the tears of those she mocks

with her presence

I long to stand on her shores again

so that I might curse her

this wedge of water

driven between you and I

and her promise

that she only gives up what she wants

and she will not give you to me

 

 

~ Cloud Walking ~ (November 18, 1999)@

 

I walk the clouds

from here to there

to re-unite

two souls divided

by oceans of water and time

conquering all

with one action

step by step

over the fluffy white

of all that would separate

Truth be known

I would crawl

every inch if I had too

in order to appear

within the gate

my gate to heaven

my gate to home

and with the simplest

of embraces

anchor forever

in the magic of the moment

strengthened by the now

and brave

to face eternity

 

 

~ Seduction ~* (November 13, 1999)@

 

Shall you seduce me again?

Hypnotize me into unseeing devotion

with all that you are

all that you take from me

all that you give to me

as I wither and cry out

Will you cease your consumption

of my soul long enough

to show me just

what life would be like without you

how dull and unfocused

without the tight grip

of your hand over mine

as you lead me

to the places I cannot go myself

destinations of sensations

that only you can promise

provide and deliver

with a skilled hand

and expert touch

 

 

~ I feel pretty ~* (November 09, 1999)@

 

I feel pretty

In these dark baby blue gowns

One frontwards one backwards

that hide my shame

that strip my dignity from me

I feel pretty

Distinguished from all those

who are healthy

by the plastic wristband

declaring me broken and frail

I feel pretty

as I weep and I whimper

against the searing pain

being forced into me

and their whispers

that it will all be over soon

I feel pretty

as the results ring

through my Demerol fogged ears

and confirm to me

that all of it is real

and my suffering

as always, never-ending

 

 

~ Begins Again ~* ( November 06 & 09, 1999)@

 

No miracle or disaster

marked the change

in me, in the world, in the future

As I went from the woman

to the number again.

Nothing more than

the sum of the typed pages

in a manila folder, in a cabinet, in an office

of a Doctor who doesn't

give me a second thought once I leave.

 

Head high and defiant

to the future of the next few days

the realities of pain and torture

that will bring me to my knees

and bloody my very soul

with its invasion.

Bruise my insides

to the same colour

as my track marked arms

and as the darkness

under my eyes.

 

The truth screams to me

from every corner

carried by the stagnant air

that sits heavy upon me

makes me strain to take

every coarse breath

as the seconds pass

and it all begins again.

And I will bare it

as I do not know how

to do anything but

helpless to defend

against an enemy

who dares call me

"Gorgeous"

as I passively open

to take him

and all of his horror

into me again.

 

 

 ~ Still ~ (December 16, 1999) @

 

I'm still here

though bleeding

I have not moved

no double in my place

same heart

same hand

same soul

though the body falters

I might be on one knee

and then two in time

but I am the same

no change inside

I still need you

I still want you

I still love you

am still in love with you

you still complete me

save pieces of my shredded soul

with the magic of your love

your head still fits perfect

on my shoulder

your hand in mine

still the lock and key

to always and forever

none of this has changed

it never will

because when it comes

to you and I

to us

the monster has no power

he never will

 

 

~ Self-Witnessed ~* (December 16, 1999) @

 

looking down

the scope of my vision

shows me what it always has

but there is a difference

ever so subtle

gaining contrast everyday

 

first in my wrists

with the sharp outlines

of bone and muscle

once hidden

now stark against

the raising of veins

within shallow pale flesh

then in my hands themselves

clasped into fists

to show protruding

bony knuckles

and the tendons

of skeleton fingers

withering under

dry drawn skin

with the slightest movement

 

watching this consumption

moving upwards

outwards

inwards

again

and I am helpless

to contain it

remaining only

to keep vigil

bear witness

and occasionally

scream

 

 

~ Fight ~* @ (December 13, 1999)

 

I open my mind to a new day

but refuse right off to open my eyes

going through the mental checklist

of what aches, what hurts

and what is screaming in agony

 

Venturing a lazy hand in test

out of heated blankets to see

if the air outside my cocoon

is chilly or warm

chilly means the day has been

lax in its onslaught

and I have some time

to prepare for the

inevitable brawl to come

warm means I'm slated

in the early match

no holds barred

and the crowd screaming for blood

 

It is then, now, forever

as I come to my senses

that the choker at my throat

pulls a little

to remind

that you are with me

 

always have been

always will be

as your love

gives me the strength

to pull myself up

and enter the ring

to fight

 

fight for my hand

fight for my heart

fight for my soul

which now belong

to only you

and no longer to the monster

 

 

~ Wings ~* (December 09,1999) @

 

thick and laboured breath

marked every time

by the ache of misplaced ribs

tremor of spastic muscles

tear of pinched nerves

and always

the feeling of a heavy weight

strapped to my back

to bring me down

 

all of it gone

with one touch

one whisper

as with your loving command

I understand the weight

that I carry

if only through your eyes

 

the thin flesh

of my back

splits open to reveal

not rocks and stones

hidden within me

but wings

so that I can fly

like an angel

and not as the devil

I always thought I was

but with your reflection

know I could never be

 

 

~ Seeds of Promise ~* (December 5 & 6,1999)@

 

Dormant in my barren soul

beneath the cloud

of a long formed

nuclear winter

seeds of promises

thought rotten

lay biding their time

Content in the dark

silent in their need

waiting patient

for the condensed morning dew

of a pure love

to soak the ground

and allow the thick

skin of detachment

that seals around them

to swell and break

with even the tiniest crack

and allow a root of belief

to seek anchor in the ground

in preparation for the arrival

of the one light

that would cut through

the armour of clouds

and offer warmth

nourishment and life

allow a shoot of trust

to strive and struggle

towards the surface

bathe a newly unfurled leaf

in the healing sunset of forgiveness

and midday heat of encouragement

that brings forth the first bloom

tentative and nervous

in its opening

coaxed out with light kisses

from honoured sunbeams

into the dawn

of a renewed soul

 

 

~ Love & Fear ~* (December 5, 1999) @

 

I have never been in love

a sad statement to read

let alone write

and know the words are yours

to have done nothing more

than enjoy disjointed moments

walking away from each person

with no true craving for more

no innate need for them

at most a pale shade of conjured love

to cover jaded eyes

for a brief moment before

the mocking inside

stripped even that away

 

I once thought love weak and flawed

corrupted by the infection of my own logic

that my heart was cold

and my soul empty

revealing in the strength

of celibate flesh

giving into no desire

that would negate my defensive position

tactical and cunning

in my ability to swallow

any and all feelings

 

that was until you

 

unprecedented response

to love you

to miss you

to need you

and finally with the admittance

of a fiery heart

and a   full soul

that not only could I be in love

but that I am in love with you

 

my only fear

that all these years of desecration

and misused emotion

will negate my ability

to tell you how I feel

and your knowledge

of the rarity of my current feelings

will cause you to dismiss them

and me

as insincere

 

 

~ Played ~* (December 4, 1999)

 

I live in the velvet dark

Of my closed mind

Till in a flash of blinding light

I am dragged out of

My safe place

And taken to be played

by the untrained hands

Of a malicious student

who cares not for my worth

Who sees in me no value

That would demand a gentle touch

Or request respect for my fragility

 

My sanity

Sits hollow and thin

With the strained cords

Of my thinning composure

Strung over it tightly

I resound no music

Only high pitched screeches

And dull blunted screams

As novice fingers

plink and pluck at me

Attempting to bring tune

A cadence to the silence

And break the stillness

Of my anesthetized soul

 

 

~ Only Want To Be ~* (December 03, 1999)

 

Burned into my naked pupils

the caress of a cloudy day's sun

flair's of molten red glide between

sharp points of dancing white

the movements of it all choreographed

as to distract me in my disorientation

until I am forced at last to open my eyes

and fight again to focus on the frost bit ground

so that I do not lose the weak legs of support

threatening to buckle beneath me

 

none notice how I stumble

too content to superimpose

a picture of a strong and defiant me

over my current depleting form

not knowing how heavy

the cross of what I was, is to lift

for the me that I am now

to carry the ghost of what should have been

to carry the weight of what is to be

shredded arms - atrophied

shake and shudder in their task

bleed and weep in their agony

denied precious rest for even a moment

 

I will not fall

I know not how

the mantra of my stubbornness

echoed in the cold wind

that whistles through my hollow self

drags me forward

keeps me upright

defying all that would defeat me

denying all that I need

ignorant to the blessed revelation

of my aching heart

that I no longer want to be strong

but that I only want to be

 

 

 

~ Time Together ~ (January 19th, 2000)

 

My time with you is precious

measured in seconds

or minutes or hours

I cherish all the same

cause apart from you

it hurts too much

is to hard to breath

the entire ocean crashes down

to stifle

the moment contact is broke

and I'd drown

if my love for you

didn't keep me swimming

knowing it alone

will lead us to another

island

and more precious time

together

 

 

~ Sleep Irony ~* (January 11th, 2000) @

 

The deranged irony of it all

sleep deprived and manic

I feel whole again

myself and in control

clear, shaky and smiling

detached from the stalking pain

by a radiating numbness

firmly rooted in my head

with strong tendrils moving down

in waves of unnatural adrenaline

and flooding endorphins

to conquer the recent drought

within my faltering system

redlining or mainlining

I don't care which

as long as the sleep stays at bay

my muse comes to play

and again I can write

 

 

~ Raining in January ~ (January 10th, 2000)

 

Another anomaly

these teardrops on my face

mid-January

should be snow

or ice or anything

but the sky crying today

makes me a bit more sad

as my right to weep

is taken from me again

so cry on dark sky

before its taken from you too

 

 

~ Nothing ~* (January 09, 2000)@

 

Tell me that it's anything

Just don't say that cursed word

Explain that you can't fix it

Reveal there is no cure

Whisper that it's chronic

Much pain I will endure

Equate it with a witches curse

Or the evil eye of fate

Put any word or image

to fill the open space

 

But please don't tell me nothing

don't shrug and walk away

no wait it out

hope for the best

no I cannot explains

don't send me home all empty

left again to question why

if what's wrong with me is nothing

How is it eating me alive?

 

 

~ A Promise Made ~* (January 09, 2000)@

 

A promise made so long ago

made to me alone

vows branded deep upon my heart

before encasing it in stone

 

"Any words dared spoke from this

be only true and pure

All emotions sprung from this

be loyal and endure"

 

"I will not waste one word in lie

nor stretch any to fulfill

the silence that will often come

as my cold dead heart lays still."

 

Now though many strained to make it beat

to make it sing loves song

No melody came on its own

and the wait for words went on

 

Until one day to my surprise

a rhythmic drum so low

began within my hollow cheast

and soon began to grow

 

The words come now unhindered

Emotions spring anew

and my promise remains kept you see

for my love for you is true

 

  

~ Goodbye Tears ~* (February 13th, 2000)

 

I cried

not for long

but hard enough

to crack the walls around me

and shake there foundations

like never before

 

I cried tears

that made it all the way

out of my eyes

down my cheeks

and to the table

below my arms

 

I cried

with my jaw clamped shut

hair hanging forward on my face

that I knew before you moved your hand

you'd soon sweep away to see my eyes

 

I wept

and heard your simple words

"you fight so hard"

come between the teardrops

and caress the anger

I carried against myself

for acting this way

 

I didn't swallow them

and the world didn't end

You loved me more when I finished

and with the look in your eyes

for the first time in my life

I felt beautiful

 

  

~ Do I think of you? ~* (February 13th, 2000)

 

Do I think of you?

Need you ask

Or can't the angels keep count of the number of times

Your face caresses my mind

Your name kisses my lips

and the ache of missing you seizes my heart on any given day

Do I think of you?

A better question would be to ask

Does a moment pass when I do not?

 

 

 

 

~ Ode to my Snow Angel ~* (February 14th, 1999)

 

You didn't catch me

memorizing the moment

the firelight's reflection

dancing in your eyes

the soft words

spoken only for me to hear

though we were completely alone

I would have built a fire

on the hottest august night

to see that sight

 

I made sure you caught me

writing your name each morning

in the fresh face of the snowbank

outside the cabin door

The blush in your cheek

as you giggled at me grinning

worried that my work

would make my fingers cold

I would have gladly gotten frostbite

in both my hands

to hear that sound

 

The universe knew it had lost

as you teased me

about being sleepy eyed

and we snuggled close

against the chill in the early morning air

as our lips met for the first time

like a thousand lives before

we knew in a quickened heartbeat

that forever is ours

and I would fight

till the end of time

to feel that kiss

 

{Dedicated to Beth: in the vague hope of showing her just how special every moment with her is... Happy Valentine's Day Angel}

 

 

~ Armor of Winter ~ { February 25th, 2000}

 

Christened is this world

by a blanket of a new fallen snow

that wraps full and thick

to guard from chill

and hide my wayward secrets

Reborn here

despite the horror

new breath of white

ice laden eyes able to see

as the refraction allows clarity

to find shelter

here within the flakes of purity

Confessions of failing

freeze in midair

and fall to shatter

explode as fine crystal

on the hard face of judgment

reflecting a thousand angles

of hate and disgust

that no longer can harm

as the mist of winter

encloses me in an armor

that none can penetrate

 

 

~ Within, Behind, Despite ~* ( February 20th, 25th   & 26th, 2000 )

 

Within the quiet

sound my many words

Present needs and wants

from my once unfeeling soul

Abandoned before expression

under your apprehensive eyes

Leaving me to speak

in the mouthed echo of silence

Left to listen and follow

as you guide me to be

she who I had always been

Though I know in my heart

I am no longer her

And that you

should no longer

have this right to lead

 

Behind the conversation,

I know you sense

that something is different

though you steer us away from it

and are happy to ignore

Too much has changed for you

in recent times

and you need me stagnant

fearful that if in metamorphosis

I will no longer be

your pillar of strength

your protector

though your choices

should take these roles from me

as the duty by tradition

is no longer mine

 

Despite all of it

I love you just as much

and cherish these times

of only you and me

though I am certain

one day you will push

to know, to understand

when your life is calm

and your focus

turns to me again

not in judgment

or inspection

but in worry and love

as your concern

is something that may seem to waiver

but I know will never fail me

 

{Original Version was only the first stanza and called "Within"… felt unfinished though}

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

 

~ Defining Factors ~ (March 29th, 2000)

 

Did I cry?

No

Did I yell and scream?

No

Hell, I didn’t even slice myself to ribbons

Surprise, Surprise

But please don’t misunderstand

I didn’t accept it either

Well not completely

I’ve just switched from the scars

And the pain

And the agony

To focusing on the future

To focusing on love

And new possibilities regardless of sickness

For the first time in my life I don’t define myself

In earned degrees or in weeping wounds

But only in terms of what I want

And what I must do to get there

So that I might see myself reflected

In the beauty of her eyes

Everyday

Forever more

 

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

 

 

~ Crossing The Cursed Ocean ~ (April 30th, 2000)

 

This body of salty waves

sits in a silent sentry

with unwavering attention

to its diabolical duty

to keep us apart

 

Separated

by walls of water

stacked in barricade

like living bricks

that ebb and tide

against our hearts

and remind of the distance

 

But even this behemoth

shall be transversed

in carefully counted

hours and minutes

As on wings of steel

I shall cross over

its icy grasping hands

that attempt to drag me down

into its cursed depths

shall be empty in failure

as I best its highest peak

and rejoin our hearts again

to love and live

our enemy defeated

 

 

~ Tears ~ (April 27th, 2000)

 

I could have cried

real tears tonight

And saved this mark

left barren knife

To mate with steel

a date I set

when salt was swallowed

and only left

a call to arms

a fire to burn

the sleepy one

to blink and turn

from oblivion's gaze

back out in sight

as pupils burn

dark sooty night

would cloud the view

and what will be

her hand degree

 

 

~ Anniversary Lament ~ (April 27th, 2000)

 

The Whitewolf's back

with muddy feet

to tread my soul

her prints so deep

She'll take the blood

and flesh tonight

it is her rightful

sacrifice

She slumbered once

but now awakes

to mark the day

and honour make

Oh nine long years

since one small day

did take security away

and now tonight

emotions rise

anniversary's ebb

and blood must tide

in sticky tears upon my cheek

the WhiteWolf walks

now none can sleep

 

 

~ Bribing Saints ~ (April 20th, 2000)

 

That which lifts

the weight I carry

so simple it would seem

that I wonder

if all these years

of burden and bondage

were only payment

my bribe for Saint Peter

that I might pass through

heaven's gate

and fall into your arms

 

 

~ Herald ~ (April 7th & 8th, 2000)

 

And as lightening splits

the dark hued skies

love came to me

in her sweet eyes

from heaven's gate

to my crippled heart

a sure true path

we together start

Reflected souls

did find despite

the oceans tide

and silenced night

A beacon pure

to guide the way

when doubting fog

choked lonely day

 

And as rocky shores

are lapped by foam

my thoughts to you

do always roam

they fill me up

to overflow

and all emotions

beg to show

I too can feel

this ache inside

and to its want

strongly abide

I too can hear

love's herald call

to learn to fly

not fear to fall

 

 

~ When asked ~ (April 1st, 2000)

 

Oh I could write a thousand poems

on how beautiful you are

How the sun wakes up each morning

just to kiss your the sleepy blushed cheek

and the moon comes each night

just to kiss the sparkle in your eyes

How the snow falls

in the hopes of landing on your skin

and melting in the radiance of your heart

How the rain falls from the heavens

leaving its lofty heights above

only to join you here on earth

and be close to where you are

How in acts of wonder and amazement

little kittens are born

to know your love and devotion

How the mystery of an angel's wings

is solved every time you sing

for the beauty of it inspires miracles

not only here on earth

but in the heavens as well

How the love in your heart

crosses the Atlantic a billion times a day

without ever tiring or growing weary of the journey

How I know that with each trip

you spread an arc of smiles and grins across the world

like the rainbow that you are

as your spirit passes on its way to me

and gives a little bit of happiness to everyone below

How though your beautiful hands are small

they hold on tight and keep my heart safe

and oh how I wish each evening

I could kiss your fingertips good night

and not be left here to curse all these things

for the time they spend with you

when I cannot