Elmarie Westerink

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Sunday, April 13, 2008

STOP

I've got to stop and take a bow. My audience has had enough for now. So stop the moaning and the groaning the crying and sorrowful complaining. 'Cause life's an oyster...FIND THE PEARL stop acting like a little girl." Be a mother, friend, and motivator live your life for your creator. Look around...hear the music of the universe outside. See the colours, feel the sun as if your life has just begun. Take a breath, smile your smile, show those dimples for a while. Open your piano, dance your tango... Sign in to see full entry.

Friday, April 11, 2008

The stages of grief

Experts say grief is stage bound: shock denial guilt anger depression acceptance... One by one Heaped onto each other An Everest of steps to climb. I reach up with a weary limb And drag myself up Against the stepped slope To face an impossible chasm An ironhard cliff face And I feel my spiked boots Begin to slide down ….down ………down into unfathomable darkness where death resides. Sign in to see full entry.

Thursday, April 10, 2008

What people need

What people need… People need sustenance, but they find famine; People need togetherness, but they find isolation; People need gentle kindness, but they find violence; People need acceptance, but they find rejection; People need religion, but they find fanaticism; People need education, but they find indoctrination; People need love, but they find hatred. People need each other, all they find is solitude Sign in to see full entry.

Reflections

I am searching for the person that is me; Scratching beneath this ageing blotchy, lined reflection. Exploring physical limitations in a gleaming fancy car. Looking in the mirror of his eyes, hoping to find myself… Sign in to see full entry.

Tuesday, April 8, 2008

Give it time they say

Give it time they say. Time heals they say. Time brings acceptance they say. Time brings peace they say. Who told them these lies? Who instructed them in these falsehoods? Time brings more pain I say. Time brings more distance I say. Time brings us closer to the end I say. Time is no elixir of hope And that's what I say. Sign in to see full entry.

Monday, April 7, 2008

To be free...

If no-one’s ever heard of you You’ve got nothing to lose Since no one can forget you. If no one loves you No one can desert you. It is uncomplicated It’s you, only you. Nothing asked Nothing owed Freedom waits. So if you don’t lean on anyone And ask for nothing No-one has to support you, Or carry you And then Peace will find you… Sign in to see full entry.

Sunday, April 6, 2008

My own castle...

I find myself so often within my own fortress nowadays. I pull up the drawbridge that allows anyone to cross the moat that surrounds the walls around my heart, and feel so safe and secure with the knowledge that no-one can enter to hurt me or even to touch me. And inside the castle of my mind, I wander through the rooms filled with treasures that I can take out of their display cases or safe hide-way places. O, what bliss. To be able to open the drawer and take out those memories of our time... Sign in to see full entry.

Goodbye

Today I said goodbye farewell adieu. Forever closed a door farewell adieu. Today I cut the cord farewell adieu. Forever lost my love farewell adieu. adieu. adieu. Today I sealed my heart with walls of stone doors of lead cold impenetrable closed until the end of time. Sign in to see full entry.

Wednesday, April 2, 2008

Your Words...My Words

My words are bullets Your words obliterate. My words vanquished the Hitlers in my life. You words vanquished me. O how I long to bathe in the soft glow of your starlight. O how I long to feel the sweet sweet balm, the gentle touch that once were your odes to our love. But now my words have met their nemesis. Your alphabet warriors - lined up in combat on the pages of your blog. Ready to make the flowers that started to bloom there in our little garden with the cirlcling pathways, bleed in red... Sign in to see full entry.

Monday, March 31, 2008

Moments away from my arms

I hurt you I broke you and I was the one who said "jump"..."jump" into our love don't be afraid that you will crash against the sharp rocks below. I hurt you I destroyed you and I was the one who said you are my soulmate my breath...blood...muse... yet I destroyed you in one senseless moment! So now all I can say is sorry sorry sorry sorry sorry it seems so empty senseless useless meaningless but you are always just sweet moments away forgive me... without you life has no taste... life has no... Sign in to see full entry.

Sunday, March 30, 2008

Thoughts of You

Look up at the night sky my love, And think of me, For thoughts, like the light of faraway stars, Are powerful, you’ll see. Free of limits set by time and space, Strong enough to let our minds embrace. So when you need to be with me, Just think a thought, Let it travel at the speed of light, To be with me, throughout the night… Sign in to see full entry.

Mystery?

I’ve studied these feelings from all angles. Meticulously tried the analytical approach. Unravel the mystery… Examine the atomic structure… Dissect Probe Microscope…telescope… Alas! No answer to this mystery. And after all the questioning and cutting - All I’m left with Is breathless anticipation! Sign in to see full entry.

Saturday, March 8, 2008

Just a click

Click of a mouse and he's gone. Click of a mouse and you're mine. Click of a mouse and I'm fine. Click...click...click... All it takes to let the sun shine Click of a mouse... Sign in to see full entry.

What husbands should never say to their wives

To Henry (A long overdue farewell message) Thank you for your kind words of "enlightenment" my love. For sharing with unbridled enthusiasm the succint "truth" of my life. For painting in bold, broad strokes and black lines your vision of me your wife. For flaying me to the bone, exposing my "heart of stone" and thus relentless with perserverance and fine precision masterfully portraying your own hatred masked with sweet words the morning after. Sign in to see full entry.

Friday, March 7, 2008

Words I want to say to my man

I want to say to a man Let me be me... Set me free to dance my gypsy dance between the stars. Like a falcon I will return to your arms. Don't burn holes in my wings with your words your doubts your prison walls. Let me be me Set me free... Sign in to see full entry.

Friday, February 29, 2008

The question: what if we only had one million words to use in a lifetime...

I'm thinking of those words... And I decided..realized...that perhaps I should analyze my thoughts...and these are some of the words I would have to include in my list... fool silly idealistic dreamer naked raw emotions impossible pain hope madness What did Shakespeare say...All the life's a stage and we are merely actors in this ongoing soap opera...or perhaps the empty world of Facebook gives such scope for a writer who could use the lives of the dwellers in this virtual world...desperately... Sign in to see full entry.

Seasons

I am the weather, changing with the movement of the sun across our shared sky. I am spring, budding emotions - emerging colours - soft green against harsh brown. I am winter, sometimes cold and forbidding, but mostly wrapped up warmly, hibernating, hiding potential of new life deep within. I am autumn, surrounded by its warm rich red yellow colours and constant windy turmoil. I am summer, warmth on my skin lazy contemplation under the afternoon sun. So weatherman, predict me if you can... Sign in to see full entry.

Thursday, February 28, 2008

Fragile

We are fragile The walls of our hearts are made of paperthin glass... We are so fragile that an ironhard word lets us explode into a thousand pieces... We are so very fragile that no glue, despite the loving and focused effort of reconstruction can ever put us together again. We are fragile - fine cracks inevitably become chasms holes - fine porcelain powder, ashes from an urn, that gets blown away by the morning breeze. Sign in to see full entry.

Monday, February 25, 2008

The dance

The dance... Our slow waltz is changing tempo... The beat is accelerating Appealing to primal instincts We've passed the outer layers of the cortex And have entered the passionate delights of the limbic system... Now the final descent into the brainstem - ancient, primeval... So here we are, Standing on the edge Moving faster and faster To the passionate rhythm of our beating hearts; Ready to jump Together Into the dark recesses of the mind Sign in to see full entry.

You...

You stretch across the landscape of my life like an endless mountain range.. Your pinnacles and clouds enfold me sometimes so close by that I can almost touch you with my fingers... I know that my peace lies with you The sun rises in your valleys and sets there again. When evening comes I can smell you. Your sweetness makes my heart a mountain goat that jumps from rock to rock. And high above your rock towers I see the endless expanse of stars - where we meet at night in our dreams... Sign in to see full entry.

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