tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-76907929294423973692024-03-13T00:13:49.701-07:00a second in my memorya little collection of letters, poetry, & proseelyblueskyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10142263956598431365noreply@blogger.comBlogger179125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7690792929442397369.post-51997983773356548392015-08-23T11:07:00.000-07:002015-08-23T11:20:08.138-07:00prayer of a daughter, granddaughter, friend or love <span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-composition-fill-color: rgba(175, 192, 227, 0.230469); -webkit-composition-frame-color: rgba(77, 128, 180, 0.230469); -webkit-tap-highlight-color: rgba(26, 26, 26, 0.296875); -webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; font-family: Helvetica;">The sky is quiet and grey over the city and there's a cool breeze in the air this morning. I'm letting it blow through the open windows. Quiet Flamenco Sketches plays over the sound of the cars as they hum along to Miles on the freeway. I slept in past 9, much to the cat's dismay, but he is content now that I am alive- having my tea and paging through my bible. The smell of baking sweet potatoes and herbed chicken is making me miss my flour dusted Grandmother this morning. </span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-composition-fill-color: rgba(175, 192, 227, 0.230469); -webkit-composition-frame-color: rgba(77, 128, 180, 0.230469); -webkit-tap-highlight-color: rgba(26, 26, 26, 0.296875); -webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; font-family: Helvetica;">I'm going to pray for the empty world in her compassionate absence at church this evening</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-composition-fill-color: rgba(175, 192, 227, 0.230469); -webkit-composition-frame-color: rgba(77, 128, 180, 0.230469); -webkit-tap-highlight-color: rgba(26, 26, 26, 0.296875); -webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; font-family: Helvetica;"> </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-composition-fill-color: rgba(175, 192, 227, 0.230469); -webkit-composition-frame-color: rgba(77, 128, 180, 0.230469); -webkit-tap-highlight-color: rgba(26, 26, 26, 0.296875); -webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; font-family: Helvetica;">and for the angels beside her that wrap protection around us from their castles of cloud and lofted pillows of wind. </span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-composition-fill-color: rgba(175, 192, 227, 0.230469); -webkit-composition-frame-color: rgba(77, 128, 180, 0.230469); -webkit-tap-highlight-color: rgba(26, 26, 26, 0.296875); -webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; font-family: Helvetica;">I will pray for you, reader, as you wander in the wilderness seeking to find truth through the deceptive trees of earthy desires and wispy fog of attachment. </span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-composition-fill-color: rgba(175, 192, 227, 0.230469); -webkit-composition-frame-color: rgba(77, 128, 180, 0.230469); -webkit-tap-highlight-color: rgba(26, 26, 26, 0.296875); -webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; font-family: Helvetica;">Your mother watches over you and guides you now as ever- though now she is ethereal and pixelated in the eye of your mind. I will pray that your heart realizes where your home is and that your feet </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-composition-fill-color: rgba(175, 192, 227, 0.230469); -webkit-composition-frame-color: rgba(77, 128, 180, 0.230469); -webkit-tap-highlight-color: rgba(26, 26, 26, 0.296875);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-composition-fill-color: rgba(175, 192, 227, 0.230469); -webkit-composition-frame-color: rgba(77, 128, 180, 0.230469); -webkit-tap-highlight-color: rgba(26, 26, 26, 0.296875); -webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; font-family: Helvetica;"> find their path to it. No matter in the mossy country or dusty city or in the fragrance of paradise- look for my light in your night and know that God draws you near.</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-composition-fill-color: rgba(175, 192, 227, 0.230469); -webkit-composition-frame-color: rgba(77, 128, 180, 0.230469); -webkit-tap-highlight-color: rgba(26, 26, 26, 0.296875); -webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; font-family: Helvetica;"> </span></span><br />
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For JAH&VEV<br />
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elyblueskyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10142263956598431365noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7690792929442397369.post-36506301233818473002015-04-07T23:05:00.001-07:002015-04-07T23:07:15.970-07:00crucifixion of joy <span style="-webkit-composition-fill-color: rgba(130, 98, 83, 0.0980392); color: rgba(0, 0, 0, 0.701961); font-family: UICTFontTextStyleBody; font-size: 16px; text-decoration: -webkit-letterpress;">So many things hang heavy on my mind this morning-</span><br />
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In the hours of lost breath and sadness</div>
<div>
thoughts are not immaterial or weightless.</div>
<div>
They are weighted like lures</div>
<div>
Deep below the water</div>
<div>
And sleep is not heavy. </div>
<div>
Is my breath wasted in this metal trap? </div>
<div>
At this hour of sorrow what could assure my dreams?</div>
<div>
When love is dancing and evaporating into the mist of morning </div>
<div>
I am enveloped in its absence and</div>
<div>
I gasp to keep my lungs inflated </div>
<div>
Despite their fragility.</div>
<div>
The air is lucid and conducive for sleeping, </div>
<div>
Awake yet, i struggle transcend grieving </div>
<div>
Praying for the clarity </div>
<div>
And rest for my love </div>
<div>
Not yet at peace in the pieces of the cross. </div>
<div>
So many things hang heavy on my dreams </div>
<div>
And still...</div>
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Rest will come after the passage of mourning, </div>
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Though nailed forever to the walls of my heart.</div>
elyblueskyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10142263956598431365noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7690792929442397369.post-25754719870906784562015-03-27T22:27:00.002-07:002015-03-27T22:27:45.385-07:00Goodness & Light
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<div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;">
<span style="font-family: Calibri;">I like music b</span><span style="font-family: Calibri;">ut I can’t dance<o:p></o:p></span></div>
<span style="font-family: Calibri;">And I can’t sing<o:p></o:p></span><br />
<br />
<div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;">
<span style="font-family: Calibri;">I like lights b</span><span style="font-family: Calibri;">ecause I am one<o:p></o:p></span></div>
<span style="font-family: Calibri;">And I can shine <o:p></o:p></span><br />
<br />
<div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;">
<span style="font-family: Calibri;">I like you b</span><span style="font-family: Calibri;">ut I can’t pretend <o:p></o:p></span></div>
<span style="font-family: Calibri;">And I won’t lie<o:p></o:p></span><br />
<br />
<div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;">
<span style="font-family: Calibri;">The sound of the shade is dark <o:p></o:p></span></div>
<span style="font-family: Calibri;">To me<o:p></o:p></span><br />
<br />
<div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;">
<span style="font-family: Calibri;">And I can’t sleep on that side<o:p></o:p></span></div>
<span style="font-family: Calibri;">For long <o:p></o:p></span><br />
<br />
<div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;">
<span style="font-family: Calibri;">Before I’m tired and dim<o:p></o:p></span></div>
<span style="font-family: Calibri;">The designs of the smoke l</span><span style="font-family: Calibri;">ook pretty to some<o:p></o:p></span><br />
<br />
<div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;">
<span style="font-family: Calibri;">The signs of the ending l</span><span style="font-family: Calibri;">ook pretty to some</span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;">
<span style="font-family: Calibri;">Oh, I’m waiting for the morning</span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;">
<span style="font-family: Calibri;">Hoping I look pretty</span></div>
<span style="font-family: Calibri;">To you</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Calibri;"><o:p></o:p></span><br />
<span style="font-family: Calibri;"><o:p>That's when you show the most</o:p></span><br />
<span style="font-family: Calibri;"><o:p></o:p></span><br />
<span style="font-family: Calibri;"><o:p>To me</o:p></span><br />
Do you see what I see?elyblueskyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10142263956598431365noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7690792929442397369.post-68281969238453827912015-03-27T22:07:00.001-07:002015-03-27T22:07:08.597-07:00alive
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<div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;">
<span style="font-family: Calibri;">I was five I was five</span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;">
<span style="font-family: Calibri;">She brushed my long hair</span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;">
<span style="font-family: Calibri;">She was alive<o:p></o:p></span></div>
<span style="font-family: Calibri;">Blonde and knotted<o:p></o:p></span><br />
<br />
<div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;">
<span style="font-family: Calibri;">Oh, what she was allotted <o:p></o:p></span></div>
<span style="font-family: Calibri;">She took that and combed it too<o:p></o:p></span><br />
<br />
<div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;">
<span style="font-family: Calibri;">She got through</span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;">
<span style="font-family: Calibri;">She played that hand<o:p></o:p></span></div>
<span style="font-family: Calibri;">She was dealt <o:p></o:p></span><br />
<span style="font-family: Calibri;"></span><br />
<span style="font-family: Calibri;">And she was always dealing<o:p></o:p></span><br />
<br />
<div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;">
<span style="font-family: Calibri;">With the lies with the lies<o:p></o:p></span></div>
<span style="font-family: Calibri;">She stayed alive <o:p></o:p></span><br />
<br />
<div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;">
<span style="font-family: Calibri;">I got through too<o:p></o:p></span></div>
<span style="font-family: Calibri;">Blonde in waves and knots<o:p></o:p></span><br />
<br />
<div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;">
<span style="font-family: Calibri;">We loved what we got <o:p></o:p></span></div>
<span style="font-family: Calibri;">Together we held hands<o:p></o:p></span><br />
<br />
<div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;">
<span style="font-family: Calibri;">And she sang an old song <o:p></o:p></span></div>
<span style="font-family: Calibri;">We always got along<o:p></o:p></span><br />
<br />
<div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;">
<span style="font-family: Calibri;">Though he lied though he lied <o:p></o:p></span></div>
<span style="font-family: Calibri;">She held me tight <o:p></o:p></span><br />
<br />
<div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;">
<span style="font-family: Calibri;">Though I misbehaved <o:p></o:p></span></div>
<span style="font-family: Calibri;">I didn’t care I didn’t care <o:p></o:p></span><br />
<br />
<div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;">
<span style="font-family: Calibri;">She held me tight <o:p></o:p></span></div>
<span style="font-family: Calibri;">Through the country nights<o:p></o:p></span><br />
<span style="font-family: Calibri;"></span><br />
<span style="font-family: Calibri;">She was alive and she held me tight <o:p></o:p></span><br />
<br />
<div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;">
<span style="font-family: Calibri;">The crickets and the mice<o:p></o:p></span></div>
<span style="font-family: Calibri;">She sang me to sleep <o:p></o:p></span><br />
<br />
<div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;">
<span style="font-family: Calibri;">Though I misbehaved<o:p></o:p></span></div>
<span style="font-family: Calibri;">I was five I was five<o:p></o:p></span><br />
<span style="font-family: Calibri;"></span><br />
<span style="font-family: Calibri;">I wish she was alive<o:p></o:p></span><br />
<br />
<div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;">
<o:p><span style="font-family: Calibri;"> </span></o:p></div>
elyblueskyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10142263956598431365noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7690792929442397369.post-10760562079789659732015-01-05T22:19:00.000-08:002015-01-05T22:19:54.795-08:00the ships we build to sail to the stars we were born to sail<br />
though i know not all are<br />
i know that we were<br />
when the sun splits the clouds<br />
above the waters<br />
we know the Guide still shines on us<br />
and what glistens upon the waves<br />
disperses our doubt<br />
and we continue our task<br />
When the stars spit and spark<br />
above the ether<br />
we know the Guide still shines on us<br />
and what tears the darkness<br />
disprses our weakness<br />
and we continue our prayer<br />
we build these ships<br />
we are sucessful<br />
our ascention is impending<br />
as we bulid and pray<br />
as our mother leads the way<br />
into the crystalline sky<br />
we build our vessels to meet her<br />
by her, the lord is worshipped<br />
by her we are guided<br />
into the cystalline waters<br />
above and below<br />
there is no separation<br />
the water and sky are one matter<br />
her prayer and our hands are one matter<br />
when she has sailed<br />
we will build our ships<br />
the breath on her lips<br />
sings us home<br />
<br />
<br />
"according to ancient Chinese Thinking the Heavenly bodies represent the quintessesnce of sublimated matter acending and crystalizing into stars" Heavenly Anscestor<br />
<br />
Dedicated to BJC<br />
<br />elyblueskyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10142263956598431365noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7690792929442397369.post-31975989028514501262015-01-05T22:11:00.000-08:002015-01-05T22:11:04.161-08:00Makeup with yourself <span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-composition-fill-color: rgba(130, 98, 83, 0.09375); -webkit-composition-frame-color: rgba(191, 107, 82, 0.496094); -webkit-tap-highlight-color: rgba(26, 26, 26, 0.296875); font-family: MarkerFelt-Thin; font-size: 18px; line-height: 24px;">Makeup with yourself, girl<div>
Breakup with your love, girl</div>
<div>
You are bare now </div>
<div>
Alone now</div>
<div>
Now,</div>
<div>
Do you love yourself, girl? </div>
<div>
<br /></div>
<div>
Makeup on your eyes, babe </div>
<div>
Break up that disguise, babe</div>
<div>
It feels unfair now </div>
<div>
Uncontrolled now </div>
<div>
Now, </div>
<div>
who really loves you, babe? </div>
<div>
<br /></div>
<div>
Make it up- you're just fine, right?</div>
<div>
Break it up, feisty </div>
<div>
But it feels like a fight now </div>
<div>
Like it can't be made right now </div>
<div>
Who do you love now? </div>
<div>
<br /></div>
You packed up your things, girl<div>
He jacked up your heart, girl<br /><div>
Nothing is as it was now</div>
<div>
Your heart awoke in a new time </div>
<div>
Where will it live now? </div>
<div>
Who will you forgive now? </div>
<div>
<br /></div>
<div>
<br /></div>
<div>
<br /></div>
</div>
</span>elyblueskyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10142263956598431365noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7690792929442397369.post-81256314156815466922014-05-28T09:56:00.001-07:002014-05-28T10:02:05.085-07:00look within when they have gonewhen i fell asleep i felt her life veil close<br />
somewhere far from where i laid my head<br />
when she slipped away her veiled face arose<br />
somewhere in the otherworld she bowed her head<br />
(to me) <br />
<br />
doors of life and death<br />
opening and closing<br />
sleeping and awakening<br />
rising and descending <br />
nothing becomes the entry<br />
through the doors(of life and death)<br />
<br />
what can we do when the path is ours,<br />
when leaders we have loved have passed? <br />
what can we create of our wisdom <br />
when guides have acended our road?<br />
it is not ours to know<br />
forever just reap and sow<br />
until our hands are not our own<br />
<br />
when i awoke i felt her life breath unfold <br />
somewhere deep inside my blood<br />
when she surged in my veins my face arose<br />
somewhere in my expanse i bowed my head <br />
(to me) <br />
<br />
windows of life and death<br />
like eyes opening and closing <br />
sleeping and awakening <br />
leaving and arriving <br />
nothing becomes the difference <br />
through her windows and mine<br />
through her breath and mine <br />
(saluations to the devine)<br />
elyblueskyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10142263956598431365noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7690792929442397369.post-63286427579119182062014-04-29T14:26:00.005-07:002014-04-29T14:46:03.462-07:00runnin & gunnin. it's nuthin. so now we think we are evolved. <br />
running on two feet <br />
sophisticated & polished paws-<br />
don't forget, we're fresh meat. <br />
treading mills beneath our soles<br />
burn away what kept us warm.<br />
sophisticated and polished souls,<br />
forgetting things that kept us warm.<br />
<br />
locked and loaded words and news<br />
running running story lines,<br />
running running out of time.<br />
sophisticated, polished and confused.<br />
<br />
so now we think we run this place,<br />
pulling triggers all the time.<br />
changing features & keeping face,<br />
educatd on reason & rhyme.<br />
treading days like water holes<br />
passing time and making names-<br />
such sophisicated, polished goals...<br />
hollow dreams and shallow graves.<br />
<br />
running running on two feet,<br />
So now we think we are refined.<br />
running running story lines <br />
with sophisticated, polished jaws.<br />
so now we think we have it all.elyblueskyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10142263956598431365noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7690792929442397369.post-74693648900396217852014-04-28T21:27:00.001-07:002014-04-28T21:27:23.048-07:00final call for wisdomI die by each moment that drops <br />
Drip dropping ageless and masterful <br />
What women can counsel the way that flesh and blood can? <br />
Tender fingers weave generations and braided strands<br />
Braids and breads <br />
Hearts and degrees <br />
We survive on yeast & trust <br />
Recipes or trust funds <br />
Timelessness gifts us commandments and medicine <br />
Memories and wastefulness if we choose <br />
Wastelands and storybooks <br />
We think we know our footing <br />
We think we know it all <br />
Years weep drops of wisdom <br />
The Heart can treasure it <br />
But can never contain it<br />
For we love without tradition <br />
And think without comprehension <br />
<br />
who are these souls we choose to be?<br />
As our beloved slip away from us <br />
We see their dimming eyes go out<br />
But their eternal lights never go out<br />
Ageless and masterful<br />
They always light the way for us<br />
Through love and life and death <br />
My spirit reflects their legacy <br />
Remind me of who I'm supposed to be<br />
Through love and life and death <br />
I hold their candles diligently <br />
Should they leave me with money or lessons <br />
Should they leave me unwilling to let them go<br />
They can not leave me now <br />
They can not leave me now...<br />
elyblueskyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10142263956598431365noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7690792929442397369.post-69171607551736048172014-04-28T20:48:00.002-07:002014-04-28T20:48:19.257-07:00grandmother (wilderness) we let the last candle burn down tonight<br />
it's so dark outside, we need just a little light<br />
i remember when this time of night was early<br />
and you were barefoot and flour dusted in the kitchen <br />
time was just the clock on the stove<br />
troubles were drowned in cinnamon and clove<br />
i don't know why God let you get this old<br />
<br />
we let the years burn down tonight<br />
it's so dark outside, the angels provide a little light<br />
I remember when this time of life seemed early<br />
when i was a child and made believe <br />
It seems I've grown so far away <br />
these roots became my only knowing <br />
how will i face my troubles so far from home?<br />
without the comforts of cinnamon and clove<br />
I don't know why God let me get this old<br />
from out here i see your candle glowing<br />
leave your chores and be with me<br />
rest in my branches, grandmother tree <br />
the angels will be our saving light elyblueskyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10142263956598431365noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7690792929442397369.post-68773744535672165222014-04-28T14:57:00.002-07:002014-04-29T13:44:44.514-07:00to the fool that broke my boyfriend's heartYou were long before me <br />
Yeah, i know it's been a while.<br />
i know...<br />
you're just yesterday's deceptive smile.<br />
just like laundry, you're a dirty pile<br />
and I'm sorting through your pockets.<br />
through the echo of your linty shouts,<br />
through the residue of your lies-<br />
and i'm onto you. <br />
i'm airing you out.<br />
<br />
the letter of the law can't protect you here,<br />
my jurisdiction is vast and fair, my dear.<br />
if you were true, there's nothing to fear<br />
but i've seen your mean mug on that shot<br />
like smoke you snaked from getting caught-<br />
but here's my little six shoe to your face...<br />
i'm the lesson you were never taught.<br />
<br />
there are things he never told you.<br />
like how he lost faith in and resented you,<br />
That he wanted to breathe apart from you-<br />
the way that fish from water struggle,<br />
the way that Faustus consorted with the devil.<br />
but the deepest layers of this man's eternity<br />
are now unfolding caverns beneath you.<br />
<br />
you can pretend I'm not inside your head,<br />
pretend that you are blameless instead.<br />
but those things you did<br />
all those things you said<br />
They've been recorded on ancient scrolls.<br />
despite your regret, a redemption bell tolls.<br />
i can see the pay back <br />
waiting your other side<br />
that karmic force won't let you hide-<br />
and i won't even have to leave my bed. <br />
<br />
yeah, i suppose you never broke his heart,<br />
you just ripped his trust apart.<br />
But you got taken out in cuffs<br />
So i'll just keep calling all your bluffs,<br />
you poor fool...<br />
you should have let his heart go free.<br />
you shouldn't have crossed the one for me.<br />
all that is good will come for you.<br />
all that is good will come from out of my blue.<br />
and if we feel so moved...<br />
Just maybe we will pray for you.<br />
<br />
elyblueskyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10142263956598431365noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7690792929442397369.post-34935715559448496452013-10-23T00:05:00.001-07:002013-10-23T00:12:11.231-07:00snowmen, a good omen If you could know the future, would you be down for it?<br />
If that chair was there would you sit down for it (again)? <br />
I wouldn't ruin those surprises, if I could know them. <br />
If I was clairvoyant I would stand there (again). <br />
If you had to fight and I had to cry all over again, would we? <br />
Even if it meant we had to slight and try again? <br />
I would. <br />
For the sake of tea and dead books <br />
For lips and eyes and being home<br />
For when I share my bed with two cats I can only smile for the sake of those cat naps <br />
So what- the snow came upon us unexpectedly? <br />
So what- the glow came upon us unexpectedly? <br />
I wouldn't want to guess it <br />
(for once)<br />
I wouldn't want to mess it <br />
(Up with my clarity)<br />
I'd rather see it snowing <br />
Not knowing <br />
All there is about snowmen.<br />
Just glowing <br />
in the hope of this good omen. <br />
elyblueskyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10142263956598431365noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7690792929442397369.post-28751590366470276812013-09-30T23:01:00.000-07:002013-10-01T21:05:33.934-07:00In my garden I grow heaven In a land where greening hills are clothed <br />
in swaying herbs and wild ivy <br />
I run fleshed-footed and flush-faced<br />
Soft and full of love <br />
grandmothers ribbons<br />
Adorn my playing arms and untamed hair <br />
I run wide-eyed and open minded there<br />
Across the crossroads <br />
of a gentler planet <br />
Foot souls rooted to the ground <br />
Palms reaching solely for heaven <br />
Four palms and seasons of plenty and rest <br />
Bring your brimming eyes <br />
to the ceiling of the skies <br />
Draped in dewy stars<br />
guarded by azure giants <br />
You will be celestial and silver-lined <br />
Muddy-kneed you can crawl <br />
To the middle-earthen core of <br />
Mosaics of memories covered in moss and weeds <br />
All is soft and full of love <br />
beneath our feet elyblueskyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10142263956598431365noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7690792929442397369.post-56528338537134793502013-09-08T03:05:00.000-07:002014-04-29T14:53:45.659-07:00Nothing DeeperI watched the waves one night<br />
On that lonely coast <br />
When I was broken <br />
Like the glass in the sand <br />
And that sunset was the last stand<br />
Between me and what laid ahead <br />
But I lost my face to the fight <br />
and I faded away into the night instead <br />
And there was nothing darker <br />
<br />
I wept in a snow bank one night <br />
In that haunting forest <br />
When I was frozen <br />
Like the time that trapped me there <br />
When the clocks stopped ticking <br />
And I didn't know what day it was <br />
So I lost my warmth to the twilight <br />
Fading away into the chill <br />
And there was nothing colder <br />
<br />
I woke up in the sun this morning <br />
In a pool of golden light<br />
I thought I was dreaming <br />
But there was nothing deeper. <br />
<br />
elyblueskyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10142263956598431365noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7690792929442397369.post-214998750323836202013-08-15T16:44:00.003-07:002014-04-29T14:58:23.576-07:00aligning the stars hang a little closer to earth tonight <br />
the moon sings a gentler lullaby, everything's alright <br />
and tomorrow the sun is going to rise up extra bright<br />
i'm flying through spaces of dark and light <br />
he catches glimpses <br />
and searches for me<br />
rockets and comets feel the change descending <br />
constellations and heavenly bodies are ascending<br />
i am glowing <br />
and heaven feels it <br />
feet rooted to the ground, hands lift to the sky<br />
My strength has be found, lifted so me high <br />
the stars align back around, back to my first try <br />
I am growing<br />
and heaven can feel it <br />
lost then found, the stars came back around <br />
<br />
<br />
elyblueskyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10142263956598431365noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7690792929442397369.post-32949041582555132013-07-31T20:10:00.002-07:002013-08-15T16:45:05.630-07:00in the rushed sunset of withering summer<br />
She sits and watches the last of sunset<br />
Hopes to find her reflection in the blushing sky<br />
When did the red rush in?<br />
How can she slow it down?<br />
The sky, patchwork like the cat in her favorite book <br />
Gorgeous and purring <br />
When did she stop reading that story?<br />
It's been in broken boxes <br />
With the poems of broken hearts <br />
Patchwork dreams and pieces of Christmastime <br />
She sits unwithered in the withering hues of the ripened season <br />
She finds her reflection in the eyes of a warrior <br />
When did sun start to dip?<br />
How can she slow it down? <br />
The patchwork of her youth and catty loves <br />
Dip away, Leaving her <br />
Gorgeous and purring <br />
She takes her rushed heart out of the broken boxeselyblueskyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10142263956598431365noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7690792929442397369.post-10278460720941798162013-07-24T09:19:00.000-07:002013-07-24T17:05:33.268-07:00Transmitter, Receptor.It's not just all in my head. <br />
We could float in the same space <br />
For a lifetime. <br />
So close we could touch, <br />
So close we could laugh-<br />
For a while. <br />
We could float along<br />
But we could never bond.<br />
I could tie my arms,<br />
You could hide your legs <br />
But the fit would always be wrong. <br />
Mixed signals... <br />
Fragmented sequences... <br />
Deteriorated communication...<br />
leads to chemical imbalance <br />
And broken hearts. <br />
Two wrong shapes can share space <br />
But always be apart.elyblueskyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10142263956598431365noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7690792929442397369.post-14249977444149296492013-07-19T22:37:00.000-07:002013-07-24T17:04:34.820-07:00body language I am somewhere inside the flame of a lakeside campfire <br />
Swaying and burning beneath the stars <br />
I am moving toward the center, glowing brighter <br />
Cracking and sparking beside the water <br />
And I am brighter than the night <br />
Flooding into the deepest pockets <br />
My eyes are spotlights shining <br />
Into the shadowed unknown <br />
Blue and lucid<br />
I am the reflection of the comets <br />
That tail streaking light across the smile of the moon <br />
A child of the northern guide <br />
I grace the lost with illumination<br />
When the shadows steal their vision <br />
A camp, the North Star, my fingers <br />
I am somewhere <br />
Between the light of dawn <br />
And the turbidity of midnight <br />
Swaying and burning beneath the Greatelyblueskyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10142263956598431365noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7690792929442397369.post-40899508746262874262013-07-19T22:26:00.002-07:002013-07-24T17:04:45.973-07:00unrequited foolhere she is<br />
again<br />
terrified and ragged.<br />
but now,<br />
she's not at your door <br />
not under your sheets <br />
not under your skin <br />
she's shedding<br />
she's gone<br />
onto the machine <br />
into the gears <br />
again<br />
she's a shaken doll<br />
missing a few buttons <br />
missing a few hairs<br />
missing you.<br />
but now, <br />
you let her go <br />
you let her cry<br />
you just let her.<br />
you think she'll beg<br />
again <br />
unkept and hollow.<br />
but now, <br />
she's emptier than that <br />
a vase without flowers <br />
a doll without hair <br />
unrequited<br />
again <br />
and now she's just a fool. <br />
elyblueskyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10142263956598431365noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7690792929442397369.post-43764766281302322142013-05-18T21:44:00.001-07:002013-05-18T21:45:00.851-07:00write me right you wrote me a note<br />
on notebook paper<br />
I was fourteen<br />
and i read it one hundred times<br />
<br />
you wrote me a letter<br />
on plain paper<br />
(a little tattered)<br />
you told me I mattered <br />
to you<br />
I was seventeen <br />
and I kept it for five years <br />
<br />
you wrote me an explanation <br />
on a computer screen<br />
we didn’t know what it would mean<br />
two thousand miles apart <br />
eight years ago<br />
I tried to delete it one time<br />
<br />
you wrote me a note <br />
folded over six times <br />
while I was lost in the woods<br />
I read it every day<br />
two years ago<br />
and you said it was always me<br />
and I wanted it to be<br />
<br />
you wrote me poems <br />
more than i could count<br />
and you stole my breath <br />
and my heart skipped beats<br />
too many times to count<br />
<br />
one day <br />
your writing was done<br />
in one moment gone<br />
and words were just words<br />
and you wrote me off<br />
and i wrote you goodbye <br />
and we were once upon a time <br />
<br />
if you write me again<br />
i’ll read it<br />
probably a hundred times<br />
and i’ll lose sleep again<br />
two hours of sleep <br />
to read what you write<br />
because even if we’re wrong<br />
you can always write me right <br />
elyblueskyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10142263956598431365noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7690792929442397369.post-91416736484075265322013-04-22T09:39:00.002-07:002013-04-22T09:40:01.115-07:00keeping facea rushing heat sweeps across my feet<br />
a blush in my cheeks <br />
and i'm a fool again<br />
a blushing beat sweeps my cheek<br />
a rush in my heart <br />
and i'm a fool again<br />
try to not to laugh<br />
i know i've lost my face. <br />
try not to look<br />
i know i've lost some sleep. <br />
<br />
<br />
elyblueskyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10142263956598431365noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7690792929442397369.post-52431910230046591542013-02-08T20:16:00.001-08:002013-02-08T20:19:56.032-08:00by the waythere is a way to life.<br />
moving on and on without us<br />
while we do our living<br />
and when we do our dying.<br />
it can move inside us<br />
if we allow the way of life.<br />
<br />
if i stop caring, <br />
will i stop living-<br />
or will i just begin?<br />
if i stop interfering <br />
will the way carry me?<br />
<br />
the way of give and take<br />
moves along inside us. <br />
while we are beginning<br />
and then while we are dying-<br />
will it carry us?<br />
i just want to be safe. <br />
<br />
<br />
the way i know is tireless.<br />
until i understand, <br />
i will stop searching. <br />
<br />
<br />
elyblueskyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10142263956598431365noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7690792929442397369.post-30577716696344705502013-02-08T19:42:00.001-08:002013-02-08T19:47:34.289-08:00i could have gone anywhere but i stayed here for you november was a blur.<br />
i was sad and lost <br />
and you made it so.<br />
i slept in my own tail<br />
and you slept alone<br />
sleep-talking to her-<br />
i wish i could remember <br />
what made me this frail. <br />
leaking out of my lungs.<br />
then i wanted you to go.<br />
<br />
in december, you were smoking.<br />
i was sad and lost<br />
when you stopped joking.<br />
i woke up in your second-hand<br />
and you slept alone. <br />
so i talked to him<br />
while i was awake.<br />
i wish i could remember<br />
what destroyed our home<br />
and why i wanted you to go.<br />
<br />
january iced over.<br />
i found myself <br />
and begged you not to be lost. <br />
now we both sleep alone. <br />
maybe you still sleep- talk her,<br />
and maybe i still care. so?<br />
i wish i could remember myself. <br />
when i said "go", <br />
you made it so. <br />
<br />
blurring. smoking. ending. <br />
i'm still chasing you.<br />
and you say i don't like to travel. <br />
<br />
elyblueskyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10142263956598431365noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7690792929442397369.post-15129253533296465372013-02-01T21:32:00.002-08:002013-02-02T12:22:38.726-08:00out like a lambso here i am. <br />
downward like a dog, <br />
aloof like a cat.<br />
i'll look your way<br />
if you toss me a bone.<br />
it's the only way i can-<br />
quiet and alone.<br />
<br />
no rebellious chickens here,<br />
just herbs and teas.<br />
a fox in her den<br />
with a piece of fish,<br />
a cornish hen.<br />
no rebellious qi here- <br />
but nobody can be here.<br />
<br />
i tore in like a lion.<br />
bloodied teeth,<br />
jagged claws.<br />
and those cages held me<br />
like a bird-<br />
until i met my strength.<br />
downward like a dog.<br />
<br />
it's the only way i can-<br />
because i know who i am.<br />
i'm out.<br />
like a lamb. <br />
<br />
<br />
elyblueskyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10142263956598431365noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7690792929442397369.post-65389664274667345122013-01-24T19:25:00.003-08:002013-01-24T19:35:59.274-08:00always. sometimes. never. a little too dramatic <br />
self-assured around to centered <br />
and walking walking walking <br />
centered in that circle<br />
a little too problematic<br />
it all spins around, around<br />
and you swear it's you<br />
that's moving <br />
but you're just hanging on<br />
but you are still hanging on<br />
always. <br />
<br />
a little too turned around<br />
to turn around just yet<br />
coming through the clouds<br />
stretching yawning waking <br />
awakening in the same bed<br />
a little too cloudy<br />
it all hangs around you<br />
and you swear it's you<br />
that's hanging around<br />
but you're leaving <br />
sometimes. <br />
<br />
a little too caught up<br />
to catch up right now<br />
the finish line approaching<br />
and running running running <br />
through the line up to catch up<br />
running instead of sleeping<br />
and you swear it's continuous <br />
but it it isn't<br />
and you swear you're behind <br />
but you aren't yet<br />
never stop running<br />
and you know i won't<br />
never. <br />
elyblueskyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10142263956598431365noreply@blogger.com0