Down The Rabbit Hole
Down the rabbit hole
Without the exit sign
Seeing visions spiral
Fall across my mind
Touching nothing
Feeling the blackness
Endless rabbit hole
Twists and turns flow
Falling until I am spent
Trying to claw back up
Pushed down by the dark
The ghosts that haunt
Spirit broken empty
Vague like a cloud
Not sure of its own rain
Waiting for someone
A life line to predict it
To tell it to rain to fall
The sun in the distance
A way out of the hole
To tired to climb up
Free fall in darkness
Where is the light
Dreams forgotten
Engulfed and alone
Down the rabbit hole
~Poetic Angel~
15 April, 2012
Sunday, April 15, 2012
Friday, April 13, 2012
(Poetry) She Waits For Love
She Waits For Love
She waits with eyes that do not see
For anything to replace the empty
A heart that has fallen sad forgotten
From lovers left dead and rotting
For the empty to be replaced by love
For quiet lost prayers sent above
For that stranger with familiar eyes
That will be the one and not lies
The to reawaken her aching heart
Bring new beginnings a fresh start
Cause her spirit to dance perhaps
Make her jaded side take a chance
Where love's been long tucked away
Let the edges of disappointments fray
Until he finds her saddened face
Giving love a chance a new place
She waits for love as winter does spring
Longing to remember her heart can sing
~Poetic Angel~
13 April, 2012
She waits with eyes that do not see
For anything to replace the empty
A heart that has fallen sad forgotten
From lovers left dead and rotting
For the empty to be replaced by love
For quiet lost prayers sent above
For that stranger with familiar eyes
That will be the one and not lies
The to reawaken her aching heart
Bring new beginnings a fresh start
Cause her spirit to dance perhaps
Make her jaded side take a chance
Where love's been long tucked away
Let the edges of disappointments fray
Until he finds her saddened face
Giving love a chance a new place
She waits for love as winter does spring
Longing to remember her heart can sing
~Poetic Angel~
13 April, 2012
Sunday, March 25, 2012
Poetry
Early spring rain falls on my cheek
Clinging to my eye lashes warm
Gray out to some yet vibrant to me
A cascade of tears from heaven
Remembering something beautiful
As simple as a raindrop on my cheek
Like the touch of a friend gone by
Stopping to say l love you to me
From a place where we'll meet again
Only a thought apart, a raindrop away
Feeling love inside me they are here
I rejoice in the rain as I remember
Nothing is further than a heartbeat
Real love can never be divided or lost
Hold fast to each moment that is dear
~Poetic Angel~
Clinging to my eye lashes warm
Gray out to some yet vibrant to me
A cascade of tears from heaven
Remembering something beautiful
As simple as a raindrop on my cheek
Like the touch of a friend gone by
Stopping to say l love you to me
From a place where we'll meet again
Only a thought apart, a raindrop away
Feeling love inside me they are here
I rejoice in the rain as I remember
Nothing is further than a heartbeat
Real love can never be divided or lost
Hold fast to each moment that is dear
~Poetic Angel~
Saturday, March 17, 2012
You Are Love (Poetry)
You Are Love
I want to be the sun that warms your cheek rousing you from slumber
The cool kiss of snow on your lips like an ice cube warmed in your mouth
Heated as I melt trickling down the back of your throat to slake your thirst
I want to be the invisible air you draw inside of you and exhale on a sigh
My fingertips like your own touch familiar with every single part of you
You crawled beneath my skin and took hold of my heart inside your hands
So I ache for you in places I did not know a mortal could feel inside of
Love is not a word enough to give voice to my thoughts alone for you
To be the blanket the keeps you safe as you slumber right beside me
The water that cascades over you in when you bathe, the soap cleansing you
The rainfall clinging to your eyelashes reflecting your emotions on your cheek
Your clothing as intimate upon your body as I long for mine to be with you
The rapture of release when we are divinely joined in shared desire
I love the texture of your skin, toying with the hint of hair across your chest
Falling asleep in your arms to the sound of your beating heart against my ear
A multitude of raw emotions and not enough places to tuck them inside of
The soft kiss that of the velvet soft first rose petals of spring on your lips
Just watching the rise and fall of your gentle breathing when I cannot sleep
Dare I open my eyes to find some cruelty and discover you are just a dream
(C)2012 ~Poetic Angel~
17 March, 2012
I want to be the sun that warms your cheek rousing you from slumber
The cool kiss of snow on your lips like an ice cube warmed in your mouth
Heated as I melt trickling down the back of your throat to slake your thirst
I want to be the invisible air you draw inside of you and exhale on a sigh
My fingertips like your own touch familiar with every single part of you
You crawled beneath my skin and took hold of my heart inside your hands
So I ache for you in places I did not know a mortal could feel inside of
Love is not a word enough to give voice to my thoughts alone for you
To be the blanket the keeps you safe as you slumber right beside me
The water that cascades over you in when you bathe, the soap cleansing you
The rainfall clinging to your eyelashes reflecting your emotions on your cheek
Your clothing as intimate upon your body as I long for mine to be with you
The rapture of release when we are divinely joined in shared desire
I love the texture of your skin, toying with the hint of hair across your chest
Falling asleep in your arms to the sound of your beating heart against my ear
A multitude of raw emotions and not enough places to tuck them inside of
The soft kiss that of the velvet soft first rose petals of spring on your lips
Just watching the rise and fall of your gentle breathing when I cannot sleep
Dare I open my eyes to find some cruelty and discover you are just a dream
(C)2012 ~Poetic Angel~
17 March, 2012
Wednesday, March 14, 2012
Our Tree (Poetry)
Our Tree
We wrapped around each other
Divining our love together
As intertwined as tree limbs
Dappled sunlight over us
Soft moss beneath our bodies
Life felt like a perfect dream
Our days were already numbered
Despite how perfect our love was
The universe wanted you back
Angels took you home to soon
Breaking my heart to shatters
I went back to our beautiful tree
Offering myself to her shelter
To remember our love always
I wept upon her roots for us
Begged our tree to ease me
Limbed tendrils embraced me
Where I remain within her grasp
An offering to our lost love
Etched my heart with our tree
~Poetic Angel~
Saturday, February 25, 2012
(Poetry ) Leap of faith
Leap of faith
Flower petals fall soft against the cheek
Kisses are the warmth that we all seek
Yet love is something not for the meek
Hearts are as uncertain as catching air
Often filled with joy and as much despair
Still we hold out hope to find it somewhere
Eyes wide open yet completely closed
Nothing is ever as you would have supposed
Finding love while your heart just dozed
A moment or a single smile that feels
Nothing is simple and seldom is real
Moments that two hearts begin to steal
Chasing roads that have dead ends
Finding lovers inside of two friends
Seeing something that is just pretend
Having not a single clue who you are
As we wish on a millions falling stars
Trying to forget about previous scars
Take a blind leap and relearn to fly
To breathe the wind to touch the sky
Look in someone's eyes and say "oh my"
2/25/2012
Angel Hart Poetry
Flower petals fall soft against the cheek
Kisses are the warmth that we all seek
Yet love is something not for the meek
Hearts are as uncertain as catching air
Often filled with joy and as much despair
Still we hold out hope to find it somewhere
Eyes wide open yet completely closed
Nothing is ever as you would have supposed
Finding love while your heart just dozed
A moment or a single smile that feels
Nothing is simple and seldom is real
Moments that two hearts begin to steal
Chasing roads that have dead ends
Finding lovers inside of two friends
Seeing something that is just pretend
Having not a single clue who you are
As we wish on a millions falling stars
Trying to forget about previous scars
Take a blind leap and relearn to fly
To breathe the wind to touch the sky
Look in someone's eyes and say "oh my"
2/25/2012
Angel Hart Poetry
Thursday, December 15, 2011
To all of my friends who live their dreams through their art and song...
To all of my friends who live their dreams through their art and song...
If you have ever listened in your lifetime to a song and loved it, cried because of it, fell in love to it, laid someone to rest with it, celebrated with it, got married to it remember that it came from a spirit who before they were known learned that the passion they felt for the arts meant rejection, hard times and jobs to get by on. It meant never giving up on their dreams and never truly caring if they made a dime as long as they were true to themselves and hopefully touched another spirit through their music. So today among all of my other blessings, my friends and all that I hold dear I hold a special place in my heart for every moment I have felt warmed inside through the art and the heart of a musician. For the music that has reached far beyond my imagination and my own soul be it by lyric, melody, harmony, or ensemble, I give thanks for each moment I stopped to just listen. I feel blessed by the heart, dreams and perseverance that dwell within the spirit of an artist. Since I was a child and can recall the first lullaby sung to me I have loved each artist that has crossed into my life. Each gifted spirit through song that has given me a safe place to call home through their art. Each dark corner in my life illuminated to joy and reclaimed by light for the dreamers heart of a musician. May the universe continue to fuel the spirit within each of you that you each so readily share with the world. I love you all so dearly.
Gloria, XOXO
If you have ever listened in your lifetime to a song and loved it, cried because of it, fell in love to it, laid someone to rest with it, celebrated with it, got married to it remember that it came from a spirit who before they were known learned that the passion they felt for the arts meant rejection, hard times and jobs to get by on. It meant never giving up on their dreams and never truly caring if they made a dime as long as they were true to themselves and hopefully touched another spirit through their music. So today among all of my other blessings, my friends and all that I hold dear I hold a special place in my heart for every moment I have felt warmed inside through the art and the heart of a musician. For the music that has reached far beyond my imagination and my own soul be it by lyric, melody, harmony, or ensemble, I give thanks for each moment I stopped to just listen. I feel blessed by the heart, dreams and perseverance that dwell within the spirit of an artist. Since I was a child and can recall the first lullaby sung to me I have loved each artist that has crossed into my life. Each gifted spirit through song that has given me a safe place to call home through their art. Each dark corner in my life illuminated to joy and reclaimed by light for the dreamers heart of a musician. May the universe continue to fuel the spirit within each of you that you each so readily share with the world. I love you all so dearly.
Gloria, XOXO
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