13 Jul 2014 2 Comments
in love Tags: bones, burial, death, earth, letting go, life, memories, photography, planting, roots, shelter, soil, womb
My fingers reach deep,
deep into earth’s womb,
curling round hot soil
where her pungent roots seek ground
and shelter for her rich bones
asking to be buried
In latent memories,
and warm tears,
like soft rain
to carry her home.
Karen K L Espaniola July 13, 2014
01 Jan 2014 2 Comments
in love, poetry Tags: choosing to be free, good bye, heart beat, heart break, longing, love, memories
Dear Memories,
Why don’t you stay a while
And engrave those last moments
Of fleeting folds of summer sun
Fading/piercing darts warm
Dancing amber grass
In blue sky
In laughter/in liquid heart
Just let me look back
To those endless fathoms/swelling/aching
Breathing in days etched with
Every step
Every pebbled pathway
Every forested trail
That swayed and moved and yearned and lingered
In soft curves
Just let me look back
Without crumbling
To ash.
Give me one last second
To hope/gaze/dream/behold
Fire that devours
Breathes
Strips me of all sanity
Believing I can do anything
Keeping me kindled until daybreak
Embers/embracing/savoring
Accelerated heartbeat
Forgiving, needing
Just one last day
To plead with eternity.
And if this be the twilight of our memories
An apparition of time
In the cold/dark night waning
With only a final fading glimpse
To say good bye to me,
A lonely cliff,
A solitary mountain
An empty sea,
A withering branch on a fruited tree
Or if it seems I don’t even live
In reality
Then let me be
A pilgrim on the threshold of change
Choosing to be still
Choosing to be quiet
Waiting to be set free
Of your Reminiscent beauty.
Yours Truly,
hinarising 