poetry, word doodles and other writing stuff
I am rising from the ashes like a drunk phoenix
Unsteady feet and a chest full of fire
Ash falls from feathered appendages
I blink at this new born world in wonder
Sea harr burnt off by cleansing fire
The cold fog lifted from my thoughts
A path meanders lazily along the clifftop
Carrying me unsteadily into a new life
Love the ever burning power
Pulsating against my breastbone
Force of life stoking fire
I shake off the last ash and begin to walk
Just breathe and let your soul unwind.
Granddad’s advice holds steady.
Pause is important for the mind.
It keeps the soul and body aligned
Forfeiting pause is deadly.
Just breathe and let your soul unwind.
Be gentle with yourself. Be kind.
And now just let your breath be.
Pause is important for the mind.
Body, soul, and heart entwined.
In rest you find their beauty.
Just breathe and let your soul unwind.
Let sorrow go, leave it behind.
It often weighs too heavy.
Pause is important for the mind.
Embrace yourself. Embrace your light.
And learn to love your body.
Just breathe and let your soul unwind.
Pause is important for the mind.
My first villanelle (maybe?)! Poetry helped me learn English more, and get a better handle on the intricacies of this language, but writing poems based on very particular rules is pushing me way more out of my comfort zone.
So please let me know what works and what doesn't work.
And how the rhymes go ...
The myriad of diffractions
That is my mind
A thousand tiny rainbows
Butterfly wings in the summer’s breeze
Pinprick diamonds with sharp edges
The princess cutts deep
Into illusions of reality
A fragile trinket unbreakable
Transparent opacity
Distorted by light
Split into temperatures
Assembled atoms
Forged by heat and pressure
Transformation is persistence
Fear
Projects condescension and spite
Grief
Projects anger and rage
Shame
Projects self righteousness
Guilt
Projects dehumanisation
The Projector burns holes into the slides
Self righteousness has been in too long
Truth
A new slide
Projected onto the narcissist
Desperate to quelch the flames
Mirror images are waiting
Alone
Mirages of former hope
Waiting
Dreaming
That one day
One day not too late
You turn
To look
Into
The mirror
Projections can be fierce both for the person who (often) unknowingly projects, as their perception of reality and relationships can be challenging to live with. And the projectee as they constantly are given aspects which are not part of their reality or identity. Becoming aware from both sides is important.
Wallow in it
Permit yourself to feel
Eat a tub of ice-cream
Have a cry
Scream into your pillow
And when you are done
Blow your nose
Wash your face
Stand tall within yourself
And keep moving
Get dragon scales
Be fireproof
Let water rinse off.
Impact of any kind:
A mere echo
Rippling the air.
Get dragon scales
For your soul;
But never forget
The fiery beating
Heart below
The Darkness Within
You need to face shadow work
Go into the darkness
Walk the path until it has become invisible
And then keep walking
For in the darkness lies your truth
Keep walking
Keep embracing
Keep forgiving
Yourself
Your perpetrators
Your demons
Keep walking
Where there is light
There is shadow
Lest we forget
What is lurking
Bring a candle along
On your walk
And love yourself
Through space and time
When light fails to penetrate the darkness
Love always will
Thoughts become stuck in my head
And like waves of a confused sea
They hit my consciousness
Unexpectedly without pattern
Unpredictable onslaught
All encompassing
The boat dives nose down
And disappears from sight behind a wave
Maybe depression
If you sleep twelve hours
And still are tired
And can’t wait for the evening to arrive
Although you just got up
Yet another day to get through
Yet another day
That’s not you
You are happy go lucky
You are relaxed
Undemanding
Thrifty
Funny
Warm
Smart and
Smartass
Caring
Cheeky
Passionate
Grateful
Always
Learning
Moving
Reinventing
Embracing life
Joy
The little moments
Yet another day is looming
You can’t bear to face
Another day
Where institutional abuse
Is perpetuated
By government bodies
By family court
Another day
The voice of a father is silenced
The louder that silence becomes
The louder is your pain
And I am scared
So scared
That maybe
That one day
Is a day
You won’t be able to face
Every effect has its cause
Every cause has its effect
The magic is in the knowledge
That you do not have to react
Break the cycle
Stop responding
Let it go
Let go of wanting
Open the snake’s mouth
Release the tail
So the snake is free
To go its way
Poetry by Nathalie 