Loveliness of Time…If Only For A Moment

Today, inspired by someone feeling nostalgic, my muse was awakened (finally!! it has been FOREVER since I have written any poetry!).

If only for a moment. Maybe I will be able to write more poetry today, and maybe it was just fleeting. No matter…I am content and grateful to have been inspired. If only for a moment… 🙂

LOVELINESS OF TIME

Look upon the radiant horizon
and see the loveliness of time
In moments captured, and held forever
in the warmth of your beautiful heart

©WD(sapphyreskye) August 2015

mountain sunset watermarked

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Whispers In The Dark…

I haven’t written any poetry in eons. Sometimes, though, words will just hit my mind when I least expect it. Like tonight. Listening to tunes by myself, in the dark, while the house is quiet. Feeling thoughtful…

ECHOES

Echoes…

Constant in their persistence

Memories…

That never go away

Magnetic attraction…

Intense in its magnitude

But those things are trapped…

Held forever in the fleeting moments

That were yesterday

Glazed over with feelings

That never seem to fade…

© WD (sapphyreskye) 2015

Lifting The Curtain

LIFTING THE CURTAIN

I cannot wait to take in the sunshine

Bathe in its radiance

Warm and content;

Shedding the cold days

And sleepless nights;

Finding the joy again,

Instead of constantly waiting for

The next heavy shoe to drop.

©WD (sapphyreskye) October 14, 2014

When the moon is in the Seventh House

And Jupiter aligns with Mars
Then peace will guide the planets
And love will steer the stars
This is the dawning of the age of Aquarius

Harmony and understanding
Sympathy and trust abounding
No more falsehoods or derision
Golden living dreams of visions
Mystic crystal revelation
And the mind’s true liberation
Aquarius!

Oh, let it shine, common
Now everybody just sing along
Let the sun shine in.

Open up your heart and let it shine on in
When you are lonely, let it shine on
Got to open up your heart and let it shine on in
And when you feel like you’ve been mistreated
And your friends turn away
Just open your heart, and shine it on in

Guardian Gnome, Eric the Groovy

I have a little gnome. He follows me around the house….”mysteriously”. His name is Eric. I don’t know why. My youngest named him. It suits him, though…still, why, I don’t know.

Say hi, Eric.

Eric

hahaha

Ok…he can’t talk, and, no…really….I am not losing it. Well, maybe. Eek. 😛  I do spend an awful lot of time by myself. If the thing really does talk back to me, I might admit to the losing my mind thing. Right now, I am just admitting to being “slightly” weird. lol

I bought the little guy after being inspired by the little gnome that follows my middle son’s Sims around when he plays Sims 3. His people will be doing whatever, and this gnome will  once and a while just show up in the room . Sitting there. On the floor. On the table… Staring at everyone. It is weird and spooky, and my son says he doesn’t know where it came from…probably some game option he clicked on sometime. Anyway….he is always remarking on it showing up, and having to show me. So I decided it would be fun to find a little gnome to have around in real life. I found the perfect one(Eric). Perfect because he looks so laid back, and groovy… with his headphones, necklace, and slouchy green T-shirt (green also being my son’s fave color, so bonus!). He doesn’t look sinister….well, maybe a little….hmmm….The boys love him, and are always placing him around the house in places intended to startle me! bahahaha. I like doing that too, I must confess. I know….I maybe should get a life. 😛

Anyway….today….looking at him got me thinking about creepy dolls for some reason. He is not creepy(not yet, anyway…*looks at Eric nervously* lol ), so I don’t know why that would be, but nevertheless….

I don’t like baby dolls, or “life-like” dolls with the moveable eyelids and such.*shudder*. Too much Twilight Zone and the like, maybe. Wait…can’t have too much of that! ‘Tis my fave! 

 

*looks at Eric nervously again* 

Consequently, one day in 2009, I wrote a poem about the subject…..

THE DOLL

The doll sat staring.

Blank, blue eyes,

Painted, plastic mouth.

 

Motionless in the darkness,

It watched,

It waited…

 

A soft sound escaped…

A barely audible whisper,

“Mama”, it said.

 

Eyes fixed upon her.

The gaze haunting and real.

She screamed, as she fainted.

 

An illusion of sanity,

Was all that was left,

As the doll moved forward….

©WD(sapphyreskye) October 2009
Have a great non-spooky doll day! Mwahaha! 

Stardust

STARDUST

I am made of stardust

Sparkling and alive

I dream and soar

On comet tails 

And forever will survive

 

I am made of stardust

Enchanting and serene

I dance and play

On Saturn’s rings 

In hues of blue and green

 

I am made of stardust

Warm and vibrantly bright 

I laugh and sing

On Jupiter’s moons

Always a wondrous sight

 

I am made of stardust

And throughout the Universe I fly

On to explore strange new worlds

As brilliant as a sapphyre sky…

©WD (sapphyreskye) April 2014

 

beautiful…. 🙂

Transitions

I left the place for good reasons.

Little did I know

That by doing so,

I would be left off quite alone.

Like I fell-off-the-face-of-the-Earth, alone.

Even through some valiant effort to not be….still very alone.

But I wouldn’t go back for anything.

I wouldn’t change leaving.

It is poisonous there.

Alone I may be now,

But very quiet months away have shown,

An eye-opening understanding….

A clarity so crystal….

Of just how relevant I was

To anyone

anyway….

~WD(sapphyreskye) April 2014

 

 

 

Vintage Landscape

VINTAGE LANDSCAPE

The landscape looks vintage today.

Subtle, warm colors, like a hand-tinted photograph, fill my sight…

Cottony white clouds, painted on the softly faded cerulean sky

Rest against the horizon, 

As the fields of pale stretch on into infinity…

My childhood lives here.

Most of my young adulthood too…

Memories surface one upon the other, in rapid succession;

More vivid now, as the time grows nearer

To when there will not be reason, anymore, to make this drive…

My heart catches on these thoughts

And I silently weep

As I watch the pale landscape fade behind me….

©WD(sapphyreskye) April 2014