Today, I Am Still ThereToday the wind is warmToday, I Am Still There1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
and carries scents that spark my memory.
Today, I am not here.
On a day much like this
I shattered my spirit;
splintered shards slid from my spine,
through shattered vertebrae,
and clung to cracks in walls,
then scattered on the wind.
Today I can feel those fragments,
I can smell it in the musty scent of books
that takes me back to the house made of paper and words.
Some fragment would remain there, I know,
even if not for the fall.
Today I smell roses,
I feel warmth against my skin,
and hear birds chirping hymns to the spring;
sometimes I can almost hear
footsteps on the deck,
and I wonder
if I even miss the sun.
Today, I am still there.
Today I can feel wind in my hair,
and if I close my eyes,
I can catch that fragment that still flies,
zipping past the sidewalks
on legs strong above the blades.
Today, I ride the wheels I long for.
I've always heard I was was an air spirit;
sound and scent my guides,
December RainThrough mist, through my eyes, I see I am blindDecember Rain2 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
my soul hath no knowledge, heart hath no sight
through my ears the wind blows, cold as the night
deafening me to the sounds of my mind
The sun, his face shining, mocks me with light
his bright severe finger pointing at me
illuminates things I can't bear to see
nowhere to hide, I am faced with my plight
But rain falls, empathic, drowning my cry
her icy chill numbs me so I cannot
feel memories of a heart so distraught
thus consoling me with tears from the sky
And if the rain cannot drown my sorrow
She will cry with me until the morrow
Copyright 2010 Julia Rain Jeys Wellman. All Right
Dark MotherBleed your colors to the ground,Dark Mother2 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
let them swirl in the vortex of your breath.
The gathering chill escaped from your lungs
whispers the green earth into death.
Dark Mother, keep the spirits
you hold within your hands.
Souls eternally bidden,
soaked and seeped into the land.
Dark Mother, keep your fury
quivering deep within the ground.
Harm us not, but let us hear
the power of that sound.
The wheel is turning, always turning
as the sun falls from the sky.
Mother can you tell me,
oh can't you tell me why?
Dark Mother, stir your cauldron
deep living waters of rebirth.
Wash clean this wretched wreckage
we have wreaked upon the earth.
Dark Mother, shall we reap
all that we have sown?
When spring returns will you be there?
to light our path toward home?
The wheel is turning, always turning
as the seasons slowly die.
Mother can you tell me,
oh can't you tell me why?
Will you exhale a merciful breath,
to warm our world once more?
Or stop the wheel from turning,
leave us trappe
PassionYou look me overPassion2 years ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
And you turn away
You lead my heart
Into silent decay
'Cause you want something beautiful
Want something beautiful
You want something beatiful
So you look away
Well, this I call passion
This I call real
Are you ready to see me?
Are you ready to feel?
But you don't see anything
You don't see anything
No, you don't see anything
'Cause you don't see me
You speak such wise words
But won't believe what I say
Think you've got to hold out
For some brighter day
'Cause you want something real
Want something real
You want something real
But you turn away
And, this I call passion
This I call real
Are you ready
White OwlThe white owl opens up her eyes,White Owl2 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
sways her vision to the skies;
seeking out a creature's cry,
through the woods' nocturnal sigh.
In the darkness crickets sing,
far beneath the owl's white wing.
Dew drops to the leaves still cling,
sparkling with a lucent sheen.
Senses alert, she prepares for flight,
hearing creatures near their plight,
she spreads her wings into the night
silent as moonlight, and as white.
The Ballad of SerenityA nightingale in a birch nearby,The Ballad of Serenity3 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
sang a song that made her cry.
"Another note and I shall die!"
Her threat was met with no reply.
And so she rested by the stream,
and heard the crickets softly dream.
She watched the cattails kiss the stars,
believing heaven not so far.
"And here is where I shall be free,"
whispered fair Serenity.
The orphaned child, the strange young girl
born into an ancient world.
No elegance or skill had she
but the ballad, of Serenity.
She was cursed with just one song:
a ballad haunting, soft and long.
The words were never hers to hear,
but danced always beyond her ear.
On harp, flute, lyre she wiled aw
Ever-Fading DreamYou are my direction,Ever-Fading Dream1 year ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
but you're more than what you seem;
you are my destruction,
you're my ever-fading dream...
Reality is so much worse
than the world inside my head,
where longing weaves a tangled web
of every word you've ever said.
Life is never quite the way
that love makes it appear;
Every time I think I'm close
I find I'm nowhere near.
If all my love has been in vain
have I ever loved at all?
Have I come this close to you
only now to fall?
I've danced alone with memories,
never knowing which were real -
the bitterness of loss,
or the joy I came to feel.
I cannot seem to separate
the truth from my desire;
despair and hope are intertwined,
crackling like fire.
Faith tells me to hold onto you
fear begs me to let go -
will I spend all my time waiting
just to be alone?
I stand before you motionless
not knowing what to say.
If I reach out to touch you,
will you fade away?
Like ripples fade across the surface
of my silent stream -
if I open up my eyes
Clouds In WinterI remember every day,Clouds In Winter2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
slipping, slipping away
into memory's abyss.
Oh, what I'd give for this...
The relentless sway of time
rocks the cradle, trembling,
while I'm lost remembering
in the boughs of timeless trees,
shattered by the breathless breeze;
above me swaying candied apples,
perfect in a childhood dream.
My heart drowns
in the empty space
that no time ever shall erase;
left by the memory, the endless demand
of time immortal severed by our own hand.
Hours and days,
dreams gone astray.
Weeks and months,
of fruitless hunt.
It's all gone wrong
our years dying and gone
We cease to exist
as the chasm rips,
and leave only the husk of resp
I KnowI rememberI Know2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
when you were born,
you were so small
I was afraid to touch you.
But you came to me, right away.
I know you wanted
to be my child
and I obliged.
Yet I often wonder
who it was that rescued whom?
that cold November day
when you cuddled against daddy,
warm inside his coat
and fell asleep.
I know you wanted
to stay always indoors
away from that wretched cold,
against which your dark, silky hair
simply was no match.
when you first spoke,
your voice so small.
How my ears perked up, and my heart leaped
when you tried to say "Mom".
I know you want
to speak just like me,
but for never saying
Unmarred MementoUnmarred Memento2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I thought about how I cut my palm
falling on sharp rock
while we searched the lost and found
of the sea, hoping for treasure.
I wondered if the ocean
would take our lives as payment
for the wares it could not recover
until high tide -
when we would be long gone,
warm inside the cottage on the bluffs,
admiring our pilfered discoveries,
safe from the sinuous fingers of waves.
While outside the foghorns bellowed
and the mist crept in
through cracks too small to see,
seeping into our seaside refuge,
to once again caress
the lost shards of its kin.
I watched the blood swirl in the water
as white sea foam rushed forward
Sepulchre SolaceIt doesn't matter that I can't see your eyes, love.Sepulchre Solace2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I've already memorized the deep azure,
and if I stare deeply into the night sky above
I can find their hue, their shimmer in the twinkling starlight.
So it is of little matter that they remain closed
as I lie beside you on your bed of satin,
twisting my fingers through your long, dark hair.
It is longer than when I last saw you,
as you drew shallow, shaky breaths, and I drew you against me,
your frail form clutching with feeble strength
before they took you away.
They didn't want us together, love, you see.
So they hid you away from me, tried to tell me you were gone.
But I knew
Immortal CallI won't forget all I've foundImmortal Call3 years ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
Oh, you can't convince me
As this life fades into the background
I close my eyes and dream of what I could be
Distant shadows show the way
Oh, into the twilight
Lead me back to yesterday
Before I made the choice to lead a "real" life
Tease this ghost inside of me
Can't return without your will
With every breath I feel the chill
Life is slipping out of me
To meet the voices in the trees
Don't leave me here
To face the light
Call me back into the night
Don't leave me here to face the dawn alone
Bring me home
Starlight burn emotion deep into these thirsting eye
Saltwater VeinsWe chased unfamiliar coastlines,Saltwater Veins6 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
crossed a continent of earth,
abandoned Northwest shorelines
like broken shells upon the beach;
drove straight ahead, towards looming Atlantic,
laid down roots in an East Coast state
without a shoreline.
But I missed my rocky beaches,
crashing waves swirling sea-spray
against wind-reddened cheeks,
breathing life into salted lungs.
So we chased the Atlantic northward,
up the coast, snaking up Route One,
a wending wave of rocky coastline.
I leaned to touch the water,
and it flowed fast from my fingers -
'til I turned, and
the Atlantic chased me up the beach,
caught me fast in its swell,
froze me in place as seafoam
lapped hungry at my heels,
swallowed ankles seasoned with brine.
My feet sunk into sand
locked between sea and shore
unable to move for fear of falling,
of being swallowed whole.
Then gentle waves released me
sopping wet against the sand
And now I feel the pull
of coastlines east and west
tides rent me from within,
endingNora,ending10 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
I understand now
why you held your secret alone.
Death is huge and grasping,
it rocks you, catches the end
of your laugh, turns it inside out.
Death is always secret and always
your cello wept with your raging grief
and my words tear themselves
from my throat.
But I know now, you must learn to forgive yourself
your own simple, ugly,
and let go of dignity
to find peace.
Letter To VioletDear Violet,Letter To Violet2 years ago in Letters More Like This
First of all, I must thank you sincerely for choosing me to tell your story. I hope you never regret this decision, as I know the speed at which I transcribe your story is maddeningly slow - to me as well. I often feel guilty for keeping you and your story all to myself - when truly, it begs to be told to many more people. And this is the mission I have given myself - that you've given me, really: to tell your story to the world.
I hope I can prove myself worthy of the task, though I am often plagued with doubt at my ability to properly bring you to life, as well as the world you inhabit. It is odd - I spend so much time there,
I Belong to The HurricaneI belong to the hurricane I Belong to The Hurricane1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
the screaming, untamed maelstrom that cleaves away puppet strings
and sharpens its teeth on misconceptions.
I belong to the harsh cold winter of an aching truth
one that beats a drum like a heartbeat under the graveyards,
whispering things that our ancestors knew (but we have forgotten).
I belong to the hurricane
yeah, that's the one the same storm that broke my back and scratched at my eyes.
It flayed open my chest and showed me my own diamond bones.
I belong to angels with battle-torn wings and voices raw from howling!
I belong to war
and to the air that sings a dirg
ThresholdIt's red raindrops in the snowThreshold3 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Still and morbid darkness grow
Behold the mourning gone away
In the shadows come what may
Darken soul and darken heart
Lips of crimson fall apart
In chains of steel forever bound
Beneath the cool and hollow ground
Cross the threshold, cross the sand
Spawn of madness, stronger hand
'Till every day that I behold
Glow and shimmer all in gold
You are not an islandI have been alone. This man is an island.You are not an island5 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
The cliffs of my shoulder blades
hang heavy with grief, ore, suffering.
I am draped with the permanence of gravity,
So do not believe that you cannot move.
Come to me, water babes fully grown,
Allow yourself to be swept in salt and ash.
Tumble with your brothers into my arms
and be at peace, at last, on the shore.
I too was once drowned, but I arose
and as the caps melt, all things will erode
For no man is an island alone.
YouI want to write you.You1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
I want to scoop up all that you are: a lovely, bubbling, primitive, raw being,
and lay you in the margins of my paper.
I want to scrawl you with idiosyncrasies and lies and flaws;
I want to weave you a beautiful tapestry of imperfections to choose from,
because that is what makes characters come to life.
I want to know every aspect of you.
I want to know every lover's name and trace every scar,
and I want to know your stories.
I want to erase the beginnings and write only the ends,
because you have forgotten to tell me who you are,
and I want to know what happens next.
I want to etch you into my mind, darling
Prayerearth shrugs shouldersPrayer2 years ago in Haiku & Eastern More Like This
our tiny cities fall
swallowed by tears
yet in spirit,
together, our hearts stand strong
against the fallout
ransomand I don't know what'll happenransom2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
and I pray to gods whose names I forgot
long ago because of you
and the charm you put on me
and I beg beg with words I can't even
say out loud
the fire burns deep inside
cooling everything to a zero ground
I hope it still has sense
I beg myself not to close my eyes
images of our talks your scent
and those meaningful smiles
I need to believe you're still alive
FrostWhich of these may kill me first,Frost1 year ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
pure madness, or this thirst...
My soul can't thrive without your word
say something--scream--if you are spurred
send message through a little bird
Without you I am cursed.
I was immortal in your glow,
so empty as I watched you go...
If I said nothing, is it real
I'll never know just how you feel
your silent will, like hardened steel
Unworthy, I won't know.
Do you ever think of me
close your eyes, what do you see...
If you say nothing, is it lost
beyond your window was it tossed
in pain, on pane, both wear frost
What dreams may bring to thee.
Fluttered thoughts may you retrieve
wellIf I close my eyes, will you come to me?well2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
You probably won't, but that's okay
I don't need it, i don't need you..
Or so I say, but is it the truth?
I'm not sure, I don't know.
It could be, but does it really matter?
We're the perfect pair anyway;
You said you liked me,
and I don't want to be alone