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Monday, August 31, 2009

GLOW

Summer sun awaits me
Naked skin exposed
Inviting the universe
To touch me
With my eyes closed
To the brightened sky
I lie and glow.

--Diva

Thursday, August 27, 2009

WARM

Warmth lapping across my face
Not furnace hot, now late August
The cool water, my limbs embrace
Breezes blowing the leaves and brush

I have no memory of this peace
No constant highway fills my mind
I cannot recall this mental ease
Quiet has not been a friend of mine

This day of Indian summer skies
Unfamiliar relaxed my body is
No hidden agendas, half truths or lies
Simplicity still remains a twist

Among my quickened patter heart
Laid upon the bare shelf in my brain
Tucked away, gathering dusty art
Is bliss, by no other name.

--Diva

Wednesday, August 26, 2009

ABSENT AMAZEMENT

Anticipating life's maddening existence
to ease up, be kind to my soul.
As sure as I see the sun rise each day
No escape relinquishes itself to know.
Absent peace, how I dream of a tempered heart
among many illusions to me.
My body, full of imperfections
This mind twisted and arrayed.
Seldom do I find much peace at night.
In my chosen bed of thorns
upon which I lay.
Not even those simple miracles
blue skies, a child's curious ways,
how lightning shatters a stormy blaze,
and the beating of a broken heart
much is lost on me, I'm not amazed.

--Diva

Tuesday, August 25, 2009

CHAINS

Can you provide what I need?
Possess the will to be on your knees?
A good girl in chains, prepared to be slain
Be mine with no mercy tonight.

I'll tie you up to the cross.
All your beggings of me are lost.
I will tighten the grip, slowly, so slowly strip.
I'll let you nibble then I'll bite soft flesh.

As I stroke you to the brink
I'm sure you will think...I am evil.
But that all goes away, when you see light of day
Just remember me in leather so tight.

While you sit at your desk
Keep your memory pressed
To the heels that dug into your skin.
Overflow of ecstasy you're in
As I suck you with your hands tied above your head.

Don't forget the true bliss
Of that soft gentle kiss
You received while I whipped your bare ass.

I was yours, you were mine
For that moment in time.
and again, I will be
when you...on your knees
Call me master.

--Diva

Sunday, August 23, 2009

TIED INHIBITIONS

I live on the apron strings
of God

With autumn maple
syrup in my hair

Spring rain clasped
to my ankles

And summer sun
is my affair.

--Diva

Saturday, August 22, 2009

VENOM

No one should love me
I'll venom them away
To save me from their cruelty
That eventually they lay

Then I won't have to live
Under hurt and pain
I can try to salvage
That which keeps me sane

Eventually they tell me
I don't need you no more
I could never love you
I don't want a whore

They leave me tired and bloody
From the battle in my heart
A void the size of oceans
Keeping me apart

With no guilt...the bitches
Go and lead their merry lives
God sent me down to Earth
and mock the normal wife

--Diva

I SEE

Do you think God touches me
When I sleep, when I'm alone.
Would he whisper to me
and brush my hair back
Away from my eyes, my cheek
So I could see better, truth
And I would feel him all around
Embracing me with what is real
Enveloping my soul
Then my heart would know
My eyes are closed and yet I see.

--Diva

HAND TO HOLD

Sometimes I can still feel
How you once loved me
I mourn and miss it
My heart empties

I was not to be your one
Or theirs, or his or hers.
Still where I turn on this plane
The hand I hold's my own.

I chose not to begin again
I know my soul's alone.

--Diva

Friday, August 21, 2009

ASHES

I'm afraid you never loved me.
Though handsome comfort
I have brought.
You have no passion for me.
There should dare to venture
Into this empty shell, my heart.
My flaming cords dwindled away.
From neglect and the cold.
God how I could have burned you once.
Singed you at the tips.
Before my temptress ways
Were dashed.
Ignored to ash my stony lips.
Time has past, I hibernate.
Still churning in my soul.
Without the passion and the touch
Never again will I be whole.

--Diva
as published in "When a True Diva Speaks" (Lulu Publishing)

HIDE

Do I hide my sanity?

Well behind my memories?

So well, I have forgotten both?


-- Diva
as published in "When A True Diva Speaks" (Lulu Publishing)

Wednesday, August 19, 2009

ONE

I'm broken
Can you not see
The severed pieces
of me
Can you not hear
me crack
and sear
Under the pretenses
within the fear
So as you turn
Your blinded eye
I delve through
the bottomless
lost and dark night
I'm drowning
can you not hear
my gasp and gurgled
wet interior
I'm reaching
Yet you do not see
Just past my dark
eternity
I'm lost and haggard
so bruised and alone
bleeding, still weeping
pulled down as a stone.
Dying, I'm dying
A faint ripple in time.
Can you not feel
me dying, my dried vine
Is it quiet?
Is that light?
Am I solitude?
Is there right?
Am I blinded
deaf and dumb?
Now alone
I am one.

--Diva

Tuesday, August 18, 2009

LONGFELLOW

Perfection bound in human form
eternity stamped papyrus
1841 relived in my hands
running my fingers through your masters

History, breath, your words elect
the taste of extraordinare
gold foil your namesake
in eternities formal flair

Ink and well, your dabbled script
Your genius, charm and depth
How I would have loved to shake your hand
to feel your heartful souls experience

Different century, changing times
I drift into your verse, your dreams
We seldom write such gorgeous lines.
I hold sacred what each word means.

To smell the history in each page
I step back time with etching vision
How could you know you held such grace
and touched our innocence.

--Diva

Monday, August 17, 2009

SUGAR SUGAR

Put me on your tongue darling
Crystal and so sweet
I'll follow you around the world
in the Sahara among palm trees
Your cool beverage, I'll complete.

Refine me, warm, sun up, sun down.
My red tomatoe pie.
Pack me into your silly spaces
I'll be your snap pea and harvest corn
I'll be your holiday so adorned.
Hot baby, I'll make you sigh.

I've met your diverse clan of friends.
Made love to your shy vanilla bean.
And sinful are my interludes with cocoa
your old obscene.

Please, honey, don't shut me out.
Don't substitute my worth.
I come from overseas to you.
From homes of mighty girth.

You know you want my soda pop.
You know you love my tea.
It just would never be right
Without you sweetheart.....you need me.

I'll powder you and dust your dreams.
Your secret's safe, cubed and raw with me.
Just promise you'll find a place
in that diet,
your sugar loves thee.

--Diva


Saturday, August 15, 2009

AS I AM

Take me as I am
Faults and guts
scars
- the lot.

Embrace the me
you'll love
to be
--all mine.

My pedestal needn't
be very high
and only seen
by you.

The passion, however..
deep as can be
and envied by all
..shared by none.

Take me darlin'
as I am.
I've taken you in
..my brand.

--Diva

Friday, August 14, 2009

EMPTY

So here I sit in this empty room
As you sit in yours.
How did we get here
This place in time?
What about all we ignored.

Today how is your heart?
Aching badly is mine.

And my mind is bewildered.
All confused with these walls.
They know this isn’t our home.
Searching for the comfort,
Avoiding the pleading my heart calls,
I am numb.

--Diva
as published in "A Diva's Forte" (Lulu Publishing)

INNER CHILD

The inner child
I’ve never known
The child ignored
And silenced to stone

The hope and possibilities
My inner child had
Were never fed to bloom
Not acknowledged good or bad

So the tougher I got
And stronger I seemed
My outer child stood tall and alone
Some think I even grew mean

But deep within my aching soul
My child wept and shook in pain
I went as far as begging for love
Which seems all done in vain

--Diva
As published in "A Diva's Forte" (Lulu Publishing)

Wednesday, August 12, 2009

THAT PART OF ME

I understand part of me
Like glass in sand
Under my feet.
The painful glitches
dug in my soul
ruts in the muddy unknown.
Those parts not oiled
Not working right.
Those parts worn ragged
Some parts not light.

I want them extracted
torn from me.
I wish them weeded
To never seed.
I need the wind to pull them away
cast them into the darkness
Where I won't stray.

Alien, learned,
not of my heart
Claustrophobic
always trying to run.
Intolerant of this
Raging mark.

No longer let it grow
or thrive
No further keeping it alive
This part of me
I know and despise
This death I pray
to leave me good.
This Annihilation
A new part of me shall rise.

--Diva

Tuesday, August 11, 2009

WHEN WE'RE OLD

The lamp switch holds my fingertips.
My kiss reaches your brow.
Carefully I pull your book and lay it
on the ground.

Seems the tenderest motions
I've ever processed in my life.
Know my hand and heart will follow
These steps, till we die.

When you are 80 my love,
I'll go to make my tea
Back in bed I'll reach for your book
and hope you reach for me.

--Diva

TEARS

Tears from such tender eyes.
My heart aches with each moist lash she holds.
And for every salty drop
That glides
upon her face
I choke
on tears of my own.
Holding those back to save us
So we don't drown.

--Diva

8.15.97

She is the sky in the morning.
In all my comings and goings.
She is my heartbeat and my breath.
There when I have nothing left.
She is every color I can feel
And the shade of roses that I smell.
She is music and dancing,
Simple and fancy, to me.
She is a warm summer night.
White doves in flight.
Hard candy and honey
and boy is she funny.
My ins, my outs,
My love, my life.
Michelle, My wife.

--Diva
as published in "A Diva's Forte" (Lulu Publishing)

Monday, August 10, 2009

NOT HER

I have been weighed and measured
and been found wanting every time
I know I don't own your heart
Your eyes aren't even mine.
So how is it I'm punished
for a loss I never took
How should I feel
With a love not real
Eternally second best.
God I'm lonely and only wish
to feel important, to feel bliss.
Meanwhile you are biding time
Waiting for your day
to be back in her arms
For decades alone I lay
I'm just your waste of time
To fill in long days
Until you're back in line
With your one, soul mate.

--Diva

EYES

Where did you get the
Sapphires in your eyes
Made by a temptress
Designed to anchor lies
The same who etched
this heart from stone
and built this room
for me alone.

--Diva

Sunday, August 9, 2009

OLD WOMAN

Who wants this old woman, seasoned and torn?
In her mid thirties, not much to adorn.
With heavy dark eyes that see all in your heart
Her whispers mean more than your fine hanging art?
She's been more places than those with their jets.
She's loved more deeply than I'd dare to bet.
And she blends into the wall as if not even here.
And the fire of her anger will melt you in fear.
This old beaten woman with eyes of a saint
Will lead you through life with her elegant gait.

--Diva
as published in "A Diva's Child" (Lulu Publishing)

Friday, August 7, 2009

SET SAIL

To bear this soul
alone
has been my quest.
What I have done
a purpose
now
breeds light and air
lacks direction
dare I steer?
This ship that's rampant
on a motherly sea
the crew abandoned
left only me
starved for days
There has been no land
to rest my sails
I've been misguided
directly to hell
and now the waters
against the grain
have brought no mercy
nor has the rain

I sail and sail
through night and day
well worth the fight
I found my way
My compass hidden
worn and old
deep in my pocket
deep in my soul.
An oasis awaited
my return
your healing hands
to tend my burns
And eyes I know
from long ago
From the heavens
from before.
Before our journeys
in high tide
Made it back
for our life.

--Diva

Thursday, August 6, 2009

I WAS A STRANGER

I was a stranger today
In rose colored skies
and vanilla wind.

I stood alone,
questioned life
I looked and crept deep within.

A Stranger.

The geese flew low
Wingtips loft
upon the wind...
that made me lost.

They call this sky
their humble home.
I call it...infinity
......to alone.

My feet
yet grounded to this field.
A field of lost hope
and daffodil.

Fed by the sun
and wind and rain.
That don't exist
in this strangers mind.

--Diva
as published in "A Diva Speaks" (Lulu Publishing)

LOST TIME

In the Lillie's
In the fields

where I let my heart run
free of will.

I lost my soul
I lost my mind
The sun passed quickly
I lost time.

--Diva
as published in "A Diva Speaks" (Lulu Publishing)

YOUR OWN

The wind must bring your thoughts to me.
For they are there when you can't be.
Each moment entangled by your name.
Each sigh reflects your love and pain.
Your lips touch me...indiscreet.
Your hands invade my secrets, sweet.
I breathe your breath and cry your tears.
I see your eyes and feel your fears.
And I want to use this moment in time.
This second, these hours, to make you mine.
So when all is quiet and you are alone,
You think of me and make me your own.

--Diva

FRIENDSHIP

Our friends move on, but not away.
Our loves grow strong, aged and wise.
Our seasoned hearts, increased in size.
Traveling along the road of life.

Love is the one constant truth.
All we receive, steal and lose.
Few mesh with fibers of our being.
"Those" we carry endlessly.

We cry to them and always know
That when we laugh, that's where we'll go.
To the souls of those we've come to love.
The hearts of those, whose words we trust.

Blessed are we who've found and kept.
A diamond in this Earths big nest.
A hand to hold, so simple yet,
It holds our hearts and respect.

--Diva

Wednesday, August 5, 2009

WHO WOULD HAVE GUESSED

Who would have guessed
it's been years for us?
An absence oftentimes ignored.
Knowing we missed, felt the void.
Taboo...the words.
Until they were spoken,
Until they were heard.

We picked up the dance.
Awkwardly shuffled our feet.
Through the past, into now
Our victories, our defeats.
Our ears bloomed open to hear
our memory a sponge, an abyss.
Seems eternities we shared
and eternities we missed.

I don't see the harm
though we may talk in our sleep
of the days we miss, time that we keep.
God you sparkle, how you shine
appearing to light my path, my life
though I cannot call you mine.

--Diva

Tuesday, August 4, 2009

NEVER FORGOTTEN

I will never forget you.
God stamped you in my life.
Deeply embossed in gold.
Emblazoned through my journey.
Leaving tracks where you go.

A history patterned across my heart.
Weaving and threading through time.
Each beat in sync with your step.
Each breath reflecting mine.

My mind gave no directions, nor did yours.
The worse for it we blindly went.
Bumping walls and locking doors.
At crossroads often, deciding...
Treasured map or off to hell.

Still traveling, you tattoo my life.
Stopping for rest and thirst.
Onward side by side, through day and night.
Together we build our globe.
We map our world.

--Diva

Saturday, August 1, 2009

STILL FORGIVEN

Ultimate forgiveness
Not an ounce
of nonchalance
no sacrifice.
Genuine selfless act
Somehow you ored
into an altruistic mine
of peace.
Wealthy forgiveness
In impossible terms
You, astoundingly found.

Beaten flesh &
battered tears
Still you forgive
All of those years.
The bruises fade
broken bones mend
scars remain
still forgiven.

--Diva