Martas poems

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Sunday, August 8, 2010

always as we were,,,

Today I read the poems we wrote so long ago. It was like opening the door of a room closed for a long time to find the scent of past dreams floating inside, and I felt as if I were setting back the hands of a magic clock. bewitched by fate to mark only the hours I forgot, but remembering was sad... like the reflection of a star in a well and I found our love to be now so far... as far as heaven must seem to those dwelling in hell, that love that smiled when it was burning hot as if it didn't... Sign in to see full entry.

Saturday, August 7, 2010

Gladly bound by freedom...

Love knows no barriers, not even that of trust. It is like space, seemingly empty, seemingly weak, yet all things that move and live have their beginning in it. I do not know its source, but I would not dare say no to it. I know that I would be blinded by it, yet I would see clearly. It would probably render me deaf, yet, I would be overwhelmed by the beauty of its song, finding myself defenseless, open, gladly bound by freedom. Sign in to see full entry.

Friday, August 6, 2010

Rain

Rain in the city is either sad, soft and persistent or torrential and inconvenient, but always inconsequential, for instead of being an event, the rain falling on the buildings always becomes part of the city itself, not stopping anything, not changing much... Rain in the forest is special, magical, intense, the infinite possibilities of its wet touch drench the trees, the soil, the soul, melting slowly and sensually upon all with an immense confused sound, not unlike that of a tuning symphony... Sign in to see full entry.

Wednesday, August 4, 2010

When thunder beacons me to dream

I s there anything more haunting than far away drumming thunder filling our heart with fear... with longing...? When I hear it, if I am writing, my pen just runs away from the ideas that in my head had been stirring for so long and with a life of its own, to the rhythm of that thunder, so forbidding, it starts to write about my lost dreams, about the feelings I've hidden, about all those sad, tender things that with the far sound of thunder announcing incoming rain, run, as if scared out from my... Sign in to see full entry.

Tuesday, August 3, 2010

Under Vanilla skies I dream

I remember dreaming when I was a child dreams that were as innocent as they were wild, in which sometimes I happily played in the shade of trees that danced to the songs of the wind, as the fragrance of mangoes would come in and fade... There... in those dreams under vanilla skies sprinkled in pink, by a strawberry sun that shyly hid from a blue velvety moon that was in love with him, wonderful fantasies invaded my mind when with closed eyes I went to sleep... loosing all track of time, and... Sign in to see full entry.

Monday, August 2, 2010

I wish

I wish I could become part of the colors of the dark, those bright reds and oranges and greens that in clear nights tint the stars I wish I could go up to play among them so that when you looked up, on a moonless night and they reflected in your eyes I could be there, just another point of light in your long and lonely flight through those dreams that fill your heart me, a part of you, making you smile... I wish... Sign in to see full entry.

Sunday, August 1, 2010

She was Earth and he was Fire. They ran through life together like two fugitives from the same sentence. She loved him so much, not because she shared his bed, but because he was her mate, her warmth, her shade. She was a child when they met, but she loved him like a woman loves a man, without second thoughts, without regrets. It was tragic that after all they had gone through they should be growing apart, but because all that was so true...it was so sad She gave him her dreams and he gave her... Sign in to see full entry.

Saturday, July 31, 2010

When Summer ends

The long days of Summer are going fast, I think, as I close my eyes scared by loud thunder... A soft breeze perfumed with the scent of ripe mangoes, combs through my hair, strong and sweet invading my senses, drenching my soul, making me dizzy as it pulls me apart from everything that feels cold or hard melting every bit of my heart, until all of me dissolves into its warmth. and right there, awaiting the impending rain, I do not care anymore if everything trembles with the threat of the... Sign in to see full entry.

Friday, July 30, 2010

I have lied there on my bed...

I have lied there on my bed on many starlit nights, refusing to see the moon that made my room so bright, with my eyes closed real tight, hoping, praying sleep would come and relieve my anguished heart. I have tried in vane to drift into that world which poets know and therapists dissect, that world of colors and images where nothing ever follows the logic we expect. I have long wished to be in that universe where we strive for ideals, where nothing is what it seems and illusions feel so real,... Sign in to see full entry.

Thursday, July 29, 2010

Here I am again G-d

H ere I am again G-d, heart in hand and soul naked, stripped of all that helps me fake it in this world that you've created. I have kept silent much too long I have kept silent to hear better the noises, the voices that call to me, from the blue of the sky, from the grass, from the trees. You have heard them G-d, You know them, they are the voices of hope that give men maimed in battle new hands and blind men sight, teaching them a new way to cope. They are the noises of the crackling fires set... Sign in to see full entry.

Wednesday, July 28, 2010

Another sad poem

O n nights like tonight, so warm... so humid... so dark... when the wind is so still that I can hear the wings of fireflies fluttering outside, images of what was stir deep within my heart and there is nothing I can do to avoid thinking of you... Memories come rushing in and the essence of the past invades every part of me All of a sudden, the thoughts in my mind are all there is and it is then that I miss the most your touch... your scent... your lips I close my eyes and inhale deep for the... Sign in to see full entry.

Tuesday, July 27, 2010

Sleep my love

I smile as I watch you sleep ~ body curled up like a little child captured in its mothers love. And I wonder to myself how we can live this life never seeing love's total grace and beauty, its sanctity in the eyes of another, in the gentleness of a hand, and the playful curve of smiling lips. Perhaps we look too deeply, or know not for what to look. Or maybe we fear abandoning ourselves to the uncertainties of love's movement. Sleep on now. Take your rest. Let your shadow wander to some distant... Sign in to see full entry.

Monday, July 26, 2010

I will hear the wind say your name someday

I will hear the wind say your name some day as the sound and strength of a storm test my faith and my eyes will fill with tears then, as I sit by the shore of the sea you adored and enjoyed so much. The smell of the impending rain will remind me of the way you used to hold on to me so tight, while in the bay the storm's waves our little anchored boat would sway and how reflected in your eyes the lightning would shine as suddenly and brightly as it did in our sky. Our love was so great, so... Sign in to see full entry.

Saturday, July 24, 2010

Love is not complicated

To try to explain love to someone that has not been in love is like trying to explain to a blind man what the sky looks like full of stars or how the many colors of a rainbow, so different, look so beautiful all together in their giant arch. Only one who has been in love can understand love, for only having been there does one know the incessant excitement that makes one's blood rush, the primal need to always be near that one person that is more important to us than we are to ourselves. Only... Sign in to see full entry.

Friday, July 23, 2010

I can remember when...

I can remember when summer lasted for ever... We built castles in the sand, went camping in the woods and the long days filled with fun seemed to crawl slowly to their end under a smiling sun. Sweet memories of running barefoot in the grass, beautiful wild flowers watching us pass while swaying in the fragrant humid breeze, framing with their vivid colors the intensity of that clumsy first kiss. Rainy afternoons spent just talking away or lazily napping in the shack by the lake. We were so... Sign in to see full entry.

Thursday, July 22, 2010

That place down by the shore...

I know a place down by the shore... where a river dies and becomes the sea, a place where one can stop time and sit and stare into the wonder of that mystical line where sky begins and dreams lay bare, a place where mystery fills the empty heart with the unsettled wings of want and where the soul finds the reasons it forgot it had for wishing for what it does not have. A place where one feels free to fly up high into that ethereal mist no one ever reaches except in dreams. Its to that place... Sign in to see full entry.

Tuesday, July 20, 2010

Thoughts of jasmin

T he sweet smell of the early morning air laden with jasmine scents, softly reminded me I was there and invading my senses stripped my soul bare of the tiredness and stiffness of the city where I'd dwelled. I remembered that place. Every childhood morning I had woken up to its music, to mockingbirds singing praise, to the hush of the wind rushing through the cornfields, and to that limpid blue sky which sight made even the weeping willows smile. I was very little, but I remembered well the... Sign in to see full entry.

Monday, July 19, 2010

now that there is a you

T he sun will rise tomorrow making everything shine with its light and later, when you go to sleep the moon will be up there again like every other night. Lovers will kiss and make promises they cannot keep, and there will be tears when they make up and accept what is. Somewhere there will be war and somewhere else there'll be peace. Babies will be born and life will change, or not, there will be play and work, dreams and home. I will go on living you will too. The world will keep on turning and... Sign in to see full entry.

Sunday, July 18, 2010

When I die

When I die on a star filled night, the last one I will see, I will close my eyes for ever and the sad tides of an ocean I will no longer feel will come in and out without kissing me. Others will sing what I sang when the clouds ran dressed in soft pastels to meet the setting sun and I kissed eager lips just for fun and dust will gather inside the empty glass with which I toasted my dreams and celebrated my past... In summer afternoons, like this one today, it will still softly rain so that... Sign in to see full entry.

Saturday, July 17, 2010

Walk into a picture...

W alk through a picture into a world that is no more. A picture your fractured soul has kept intact, tucked into a wound that has not healed deep in the recesses of your heart. Jump into a dream and let your mind drive you through the winding roads that took you from your innocence back then, but this time, look at the shadows, look at them without resentment for though light has forgotten them, these special places you never saw might be the ones where you left that part of you, no one ever... Sign in to see full entry.

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I have always written, These are some of the poems I love best. By sharing them with you I am sharing parts of my soul. I hope you enjoy them. All material copyright Sinome 2009

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