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A Chaotic Melody (Random Journal Entry)
sunset calls the sky home
in a land where the crisp air
of a winter that doesn’t
hurt
fills my lungs until
they beg for release;
I make them suffer
just a little
for the sake of gluttony
I can breathe again
somewhere between
the habit of being
my mother’s daughter
and the responsibility
of my sons’ mother,
I forgot how to be myself
my soul suspended
over the dark chasm
of the unknown,
I swing rather delicately
from strong rope
as voices below
threaten my balance
making their way
to the above
rain lands timidly
across chilled earth,
the stillness a gift
bestowed to my ears;
they’ve not lost
one precious drop
guardian sentinels
watch vigilantly
over my front yard;
a pair of pecan trees
to some,
but never to me
I understand their sacrifice
baring themselves
before the moon,
they shed the comfort
of the past;
stripping their limbs
of all that was
in hopes of being worthy
of who they will be
once their beloved
spring returns
standing between
the gentle giants,
I honor their pledge
with one of my own
I feel it all now
the unrelenting pain
of skin that never fits
quite right;
the aching sorrow
of getting it wrong
far too often
~and~
a persistent joy
at having been here
to experience this
complicated existence;
there is peace
in finding grace
for all the past versions
of yourself,
and hope exists
in having a little faith
in all of those to come
wet grass under my feet,
I sink into oversaturated soil,
curling my toes into the mud
naked arms raised
in praise to the new moon,
the sentinels stand patient ~
awaiting my words
of supplication;
teeth chattering wildly
in chaotic melody,
I ask them to lend me
their determination
in a land where the crisp air
of a winter that doesn’t
hurt
fills my lungs until
they beg for release;
I make them suffer
just a little
for the sake of gluttony
I can breathe again
somewhere between
the habit of being
my mother’s daughter
and the responsibility
of my sons’ mother,
I forgot how to be myself
my soul suspended
over the dark chasm
of the unknown,
I swing rather delicately
from strong rope
as voices below
threaten my balance
making their way
to the above
rain lands timidly
across chilled earth,
the stillness a gift
bestowed to my ears;
they’ve not lost
one precious drop
guardian sentinels
watch vigilantly
over my front yard;
a pair of pecan trees
to some,
but never to me
I understand their sacrifice
baring themselves
before the moon,
they shed the comfort
of the past;
stripping their limbs
of all that was
in hopes of being worthy
of who they will be
once their beloved
spring returns
standing between
the gentle giants,
I honor their pledge
with one of my own
I feel it all now
the unrelenting pain
of skin that never fits
quite right;
the aching sorrow
of getting it wrong
far too often
~and~
a persistent joy
at having been here
to experience this
complicated existence;
there is peace
in finding grace
for all the past versions
of yourself,
and hope exists
in having a little faith
in all of those to come
wet grass under my feet,
I sink into oversaturated soil,
curling my toes into the mud
naked arms raised
in praise to the new moon,
the sentinels stand patient ~
awaiting my words
of supplication;
teeth chattering wildly
in chaotic melody,
I ask them to lend me
their determination
Published 14th Jan 2021
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14th Jan 2021 6:51am
I love you. And this.
I needed it tonight when the sky is dark and I feel like a distant, barely there, glow on the horizon.
Thank you.
I needed it tonight when the sky is dark and I feel like a distant, barely there, glow on the horizon.
Thank you.
14th Jan 2021 1:33pm
Oof, Daisy it made my whole damn day to wake up to this. Thank you. So much. You are a beacon here in my shadows; never forget that.
Much, much love Xo 💜💜
Much, much love Xo 💜💜
14th Jan 2021 9:25am
This almost made me cry. I'm in a particularly difficult molting stage right now...lol. I think the whole world is but that doesn't make it any easier.
Much love ❤️
Margo
Much love ❤️
Margo
14th Jan 2021 1:37pm
You are right that it doesn’t make it easier; molting is painfully hard work, regardless of the circumstances. Thank you so much for reading and for the RL 💜.
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14th Jan 2021 1:40pm
Luna this beautiful poetry has me so Damn emotionally connected to my very own versions of me through my very own sometimes difficult journey through life. Your powerful use of metaphors have me pondering my pillars of strength and protectors of what is good in me, resilient from life's battle scars. My legacy?? I am so lost in my own reflections and full of emotions that I am failing to pay homage to your brilliance with this incredible poem....whewww you transformed me into a girly-man with this journey experienced through your write ..."Powerfully Brilliant"!!!
14th Jan 2021 1:46pm
One of the biggest threats to our own evolution is being unable to make peace with the past versions of ourselves and letting go of moments we can’t change. Here’s to finding the determination to let it all go so we can grow forward into the best, most authentic versions of ourselves. Thank you, as always for your kind words and the RL 💜
14th Jan 2021 1:22pm
Your ability to transport me completely is awe inspiring. I'm sooo with Daisy, love this and you. I'm standing in my Luna fan girl t-shirt, curling my toes in the mud.... 💜
Your journal entries are masterworks, lady.
Much thanks for allowing a gander...
🌹
xo
B
Your journal entries are masterworks, lady.
Much thanks for allowing a gander...
🌹
xo
B
14th Jan 2021 1:52pm
I’m so happy to have been visited by you both this morning! Thank you for your support, Blue. It is so very appreciated.
Much love to you today as you go about the business of living.
Xo 💜 💜.
Much love to you today as you go about the business of living.
Xo 💜 💜.
Every time I read from you a calm washes over me __Luna, your pen is beautiful 🐾
Thanks for sharing
Jackie 🤗
Thanks for sharing
Jackie 🤗
18th Jan 2021 3:42pm
15th Jan 2021 7:01am
Dear L,
This write was an existential experience for me. It was like someone holding my hand and walking me through calm and quiet moors. Your gentle voice throughout, assuring me it’ll be okay, the whole time honoring nature and mother earth. Sure, I’ve screwed up at least a dozen times today but you’re still telling me it’s okay.
“ my soul suspended
over the dark chasm
of the unknown,
I swing rather delicately
from strong rope
as voices below
threaten my balance
making their way
to the above” truthfully, I love the imagery of this as I take it from its context- I just want to keep swinging so I can avoid the voices and the pain I’ll allow them to cause me. Anyway, another beyond brilliant example of poetry. H🌷
This write was an existential experience for me. It was like someone holding my hand and walking me through calm and quiet moors. Your gentle voice throughout, assuring me it’ll be okay, the whole time honoring nature and mother earth. Sure, I’ve screwed up at least a dozen times today but you’re still telling me it’s okay.
“ my soul suspended
over the dark chasm
of the unknown,
I swing rather delicately
from strong rope
as voices below
threaten my balance
making their way
to the above” truthfully, I love the imagery of this as I take it from its context- I just want to keep swinging so I can avoid the voices and the pain I’ll allow them to cause me. Anyway, another beyond brilliant example of poetry. H🌷
18th Jan 2021 3:43pm
I appreciate you so much, Honoria. Your kind and deeply insightful comments always leave me feeling understood. Thank you so much for taking the time to read my work 💜
16th Jan 2021 2:13am
"a persistent joy
at having been here
to experience this
complicated existence;" and the rest of that stanza is just profound and touching. It really feels as in those moments where you stop to write down your thoughts you capture more of that enlightenment. It's a really beautiful piece Luna, thank you for sharing. It made my day.
at having been here
to experience this
complicated existence;" and the rest of that stanza is just profound and touching. It really feels as in those moments where you stop to write down your thoughts you capture more of that enlightenment. It's a really beautiful piece Luna, thank you for sharing. It made my day.
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