Pulse

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A solitary heart led so far astray

For which a singular beat resides

Persistent within it’s individual confines

Rock steadily pulsing as time ticks away

 

There is no depth to a choir of one

A melancholy song sees harmony unrealized

Yet bring this heart the rhythm of another

And listen to tightly bound miracles come undone

 

Spontaneous symphonies composed in midair

The backbeat of previously broken hearts provide power

To an orchestra of undiscovered and exhilarating dreams

Fantasies of wild imagination that we both will share

 

Heavy rain brings the sound of cymbals crash; frightening

Rolling thunder provided by the sound of uncertainty

Fear of the unknown exists only to be conquered

Our path illuminated by bright flashes of lightning

 

So this solitary heart once led so far astray

Now united with it’s long absent rhythmic double

Symphonic duality tightly woven in it’s intricacy

Two hearts, one pulse; perfect in every way

Mothers

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Do you believe in Angels?

 

Not the kind spoken of in fairytales or myths

I speak of the Angels in direct charge of our spirit

Burdened with the task of seeing us through it all

Guiding us over every self imposed obstacle

Pointing in one direction or the other ever so subtly

Letting us believe that free will led us to where we stand

 

Do you believe in Angels?

 

Those with very specific knowledge of our individual needs

Ones that would go to war with a myriad of Demons

Before letting a dark day turn ominous or oppressive

Angels that have walked alongside us from our beginning

Oftentimes holding our hand or providing a pleasant whisper

Just to make us smile inside and out with comfort and joy

 

Do you believe in Angels?

 

Celestial providers of divine direction straight from above

No proof of their existence but for the warmth of the sun

No voice to give them except for the familiar tones of childhood

Much like the soothing voice of our Mother as dark clouds rolled in

I am convinced that this is exactly who our Angels have always been

Just as I am certain there are now two in direct charge of my path

 

I believe

Born Free

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 A tamer of Lions to say the least

Softening edges of a savage beast

Blessed for the ages with such regality

Queen of my jungle to be her reality

 

Born this day unto a cruel existence

Crowned royalty with graceful persistence

Beauty of spirit set free, forever to roam

Alongside her King in their hearts new home

 

Two hearts beating ferociously as one

The bond of both cannot be undone

Always a place for a lioness to run free

Within confines of this heart’s eternity

Believe (Acrostic)

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Before the dawn of time it was determined

Everlasting love awarded to those who wait

Life’s meaning played to the beat of one heart

Interrupted by distance and circumstance

Entwined forever by patience and fortitude

Veritable devotion rising from a phoenix’s nest

Emblazoned with the jewels of pride and poise

 

 

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How can the sun so quickly stop shining

When all other stars are seemingly in line?

 

What makes such a positive point of view

Turn instantly to a cold and bitter outlook?

 

Simple obstacles turning smiles to frowns

As this world seems to conspire against us

Nothing will prepare them for this fight

 

Prideful determination cannot be denied

Walk in our shoes and it can be easily seen

Minor discouragement has not what it takes

To pull apart the seams of what is meant to be

 

Take my hand as we step onto the battlefield

Do not look back as we face oppression head on

Hardships will be plentiful, and barriers tall

Yet no mountain is too high to climb together

 

Treachery shall see us carry each other through

While taking every opportunity to bury negativity

Deep underground in a suffocation of dire regret

For having ever misjudged sheer determination

Six Questions (Pandora’s Box)

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Who

Who is to say where our destiny lies?

To decide where this illusion ends

And real life comes into view

Fates are wrapped up tight

Inside Pandora’s ornate box

 

What

What strange and cruel reality is this?

Where such perfection is far out of reach

As close as a gentle loving whisper

Yet so far away the distance is unbearable

While time ticks away the miles in between

 

When

When will the day arrive that sees the miles disappear?

Forests and deserts vanishing into togetherness

As time succumbs to the power of beauty

And Pandora’s box can finally be unlocked

Letting free this torrent of raw human emotion

 

Where

Where will we be inside our minds?

When we are allowed into our secret garden

Free at last to run wild and let passions grow

To fevered pitch while the skies open wide

Engulfing rays of light pouring from our souls

 

Why

Why must it take so long?

To bring meant to be into being

To see what was so obviously hidden

Right in plain view for all but one

While ravages of time laughed mockingly

 

How

How are we to find our way to hearts freedom?

The promise of morning balances against the night

Sun and Moon in an obedient place in the sky

While Pandora’s box finally reveals it’s mysteries

Beautiful mayhem pours directly into our solitary heart

A Lion Learns

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A Lion must learn

How to carefully tread

Walk slowly and with purpose

So not to trample unknowingly

He must never show ferocity

In any wrong direction

Or with any ill intent

To the ones he vows to protect

Whether his beloved tamer

Or the gentlest little lamb

His guidance is golden

Only if given unconditionally

He must remember this

Above all

In his weakest moments

They will build him up

Always if he holds true

To the code of the Lion

The Loyalty, and Courage

Strength and Honor

Pride held in highest regard

For the ones who need him most

Yet truthfully

He would walk forever lost

Without those he keeps

Ever vigilant guard over

Who am I?

This is a very important piece for a very important friend.

She knows who she is, and I hope she realizes what she means to me.

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Why is this my reality

That the person I am

Is not who I wish to be

 

Stumbling out of the gate

When running to a friend

My arrival always too late

 

Holding cards to my chest

When they should be on display

Leads to cases of unfair unrest

 

Scars so visibly shown

The insecurities of a life’s war

The kind I don’t want to own

 

Own them though, I must

Else I do my friend disservice

Hold her back in ways unjust

 

Take for granted special things

From friendship gifted unto me

Humbly she hides her Angel’s wings

 

A foolish man walking a crooked mile

Without knowing his destination

Ends up nowhere and without a smile

 

So a friend in need will always be

A friend indeed and clearly present

When the chips are down for me

 

So my question is just who am I?

That keeps you by my side

When those wings could see you fly?

Changing Lanes

Once again I had the pleasure of collaborating with my good friend Desiree at http://www.seaofdesire.wordpress.com. She is an absolutely gifted writer with a fiery heart and a passionate soul. If you are not already familiar with her work, do yourself a favor and check her out at Sea of Desire.

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I can feel the warmth like the glow of the sun
I recognize the pulse of a heart filled with fire
My night becomes day as light creates shadow
This heart takes the wheel as it drives my desire

A journey long delayed when I lost my direction
Enveloped in a heavy fog of forbidden dreams
The new glow of passion permeates the morning air
Quickly lighting my way and quieting my screams

As the sound of intrigue guides me towards the dawn
Heart light illuminates my road to soulful connection
Loneliness is banished as your words fill my existence
Playing through my mind with power ballad perfection

The open window breeze blows away dark memories
They disappear swiftly in the glare of the rising sun
Inhaling the honeysuckle promise of your tender touch
I believe the sins of my insidious past can be outrun

A myriad of misdeeds are left behind me in the night
As this dawn of new horizons becomes so crystal clear
The haven where I long to be is found within your gaze
My hand in yours assures me there is nothing left to fear

I refuse any last glimpse into the cracked rear-view mirror
Our future no longer contained between these yellow lines
Discarding a tattered map, we silently agree on wild abandon
Donning our shades we crank up the volume, ignoring all the signs

 

Obsidian Reality

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A heart that knows the heat of a volcanic eruption

Must also realize what molten lava leaves behind

A hardened glass;  glossy, sharp and jagged rough

Deeper shade of onyx would be impossible to find

 

Broken shards of a soul with an obsidian reality

Forged in the shadow of fires scalding perfection

This gem of human condition grows solid as it cools

It’s lustrous broken surface shines in black reflection

 

It’s stony surface now razor sharp, barbed and broken

This organ now pumps a lifeblood of fear and distrust

Once burning with the heat of a thousand angry suns

Now hardens icy cold from this love destroyed by lust