poetry

stand still now, precious moment

/ my secret innuendo / 72 Comments

always dreaming of another way to wrestle with time…

to see my path through the hourglass of dreaming,
of moments that spiral without reason to nowhere specific
except the path
that is meant for me…

are you lost now in nothingness?
i thought you said you trust
the stepping stones you feel
with your barefeet, eyes closed.

you know that time hides behind thorns sometimes…
yet, i thrive
and live with its heartbeat
that never stops to lead its way.

stand still now, precious moment
you pierce me
lead me now to forever

© r.e.l. 12/28/10

submitted to caesura 2/5/14

**this post is for Thursday Poets Rally Week 36 (12/29-1/5/11) on Promising Poets

the key of life

/ my secret innuendo / 5 Comments

(a new treat…written by my daughter 🙂

there is something out there
always something
looking for you
never expecting
it to be real
the key
of your life…

it rarely jingles on a chain
but in the cells
of who you are
passed down to you
through generations
for a reason
you find out over time.

find the hallway
hidden
in your heart,
look for the door
that fits your key.

how will you know when you have found it?
it will whisper to you
and don’t worry, you will hear it…

© by Cora, age 10, 12/27/10

he wants

/ my secret innuendo / 8 Comments

he barely scratches the surface when he knows
that he wants her
to take something from him

just what… is elusive
but does it matter to you?

take the last bit
maybe more
it is the least i can offer
to you

for, in this moment
this unique instant…
my heart beats against the wind

© r.e.l. 12/24/10

inspired by D. H. Lawrence

**this post is for Poetry Potluck Week 16 on Jingle Poetry

Featured in Love Bytes on redbubble

Received The Most Creative Blogger Award from Jingle Poetry

 


a broken heart

/ my secret innuendo / 19 Comments

a smile can speak a thousand words
but it cannot calm a broken heart.
how do you talk to a heart
and tell it to live in the moment
to tell it it’s been broken for a reason?
it has no reasoning
only feeling…

how, after convincing it to open wide
to give itself to another
again going to a vulnerable place
this time because it’s safe
because the other expresses heart and soul,
how do you convince a heart
that its message is received, appreciated with love
but that demons have eaten it
because it was perfect exactly as it was?

how do you tell a heart that it’s ok
to stay open and surrender
when it can think of nothing else
but the last time you told it this
answering its prayers?

how do you tell it that
its karma was shared with another
so you did it no harm
trust me this time and surrender
sent to me from the stars
just your heart in exchange for mine
your soul for mine
to be a colony in which to become each other?

a heart is a star
but it can’t shine when it’s broken
broken because love brings up its brokenness
surrender…
because it’s unknown how long it will take
to heal, if ever.

yet all a heart asks is
why do you walk away from something beautiful?

it does what you say though
and surrenders again…
feeling itself in everything
for guidance
but still it all tells it the same,
that the heart it opened for
is still open
just hidden underneath
and that it should hang on.

© r.e.l. 2/9/08

submitted to caesura 2/5/14

featured on Love Bytes on redbubble

featured on Poetic License Series in may 2011

posted for Poetry Potluck 5/1-5/7/11 doubts, fear, inhibition, hesitation on Jingle Poetry

posted for Poetry Picnic 10/16-10/22/11 on Gooseberry Garden

submitted to Knuckle Sandwich Publishing

angel

/ my secret innuendo / 2 Comments

you are an angel
who crossed my path
like dreams
which always
send us the messages
we are afraid to feel

it’s time to move on
be you
believe in magic
you don’t need to stay lost
in a place you do not recognize

take my hand
and follow me

© r.e.l. 12/19/10

inspired by an angel

touched

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you can touch me if you try
right now

i might melt but won’t disappear
like a ghost
leaving you with only your breath

my blood rises now..
maybe timid
because your touch, if true
can penetrate
the energy of it
speaking…
in the only way it knows how
fingers reaching out
without words

touch me again

© r.e.l. 12/16/10


sculpture ‘The Cathedral’ by Rodin (Rodin Museum, Paris).

**this post is for Poetry Potluck Week 15 (reflections, interpretations, and musings) on Jingle Poetry



i’ll let you into me

/ my secret innuendo / 26 Comments

you see me
you see into me
you sit with me
and feel into me
you know i look to you
to see myself


and in you
i see
a place that needs to heal
i see yearning
and a need to bond
with another
who can feel deeply
into you
someone who gives
all of herself, not part
when she feels

i’ll let you into me
when i feel you
looking into me
knowing me
breathing me

© r.e.l. 3/21/08

(almost 3 years ago… and the feeling is still current)

this post is for Poetry Potluck Week 14 on Jingle Poetry

thanks so much to Jingle for this Most Blessed Blogger Award on Jingle Poetry

 

the air between

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you
have no
idea what you
are doing to me now
inside… how you watch me
with your future eyes that penetrate
the air between us… i realize that i describe
a moment that hasn’t happened yet
but still, somehow i find
myself inside
you
..

© r.e.l. 12/8/10

Photo of the Helix Nebula

Featured in Freedom in Words & Art on redbubble

this post is for Poetry Potluck Week 14 on Jingle Poetry

thanks so much to Jingle for this Stellar Blogger Award on Jingle Poetry

a secret

/ my secret innuendo / 23 Comments

on the edge of a secret
i fly

i can try to close some part of me,
but a single laugh will open it
as quickly as i shut
and a moment
can whisper a pathway

i want you to know
everything
i’m an inch from telling you

i think of you

© r.e.l. 12/7/10

it is as true that i have you

/ my secret innuendo / 12 Comments

don’t startle
with fear
of losing
to change…

it is as true that i have you as the ocean has the wave
even though a spark, like lightning
can shock me to know
you are not
who i thought…
as a moment witnessed
tells a secret.

and now
aloof to the subtle
you wonder who
these words are for now
without seeing that
i
am a mere mystery drawn to
attract the precious inside…

© r.e.l. 12/1/10

**this post is for Poetry Potluck Week 16 on Jingle Poetry

Received The Prolific Blogger Award from Jingle Poetry


different forms, as treasures

/ my secret innuendo / 33 Comments

you ask me to be still
and so i do..
you lie hidden within, unfelt
with a shield strong as stone
pushing you away.
in all directions.

don’t you hear the answers now?
as they quietly become one with the search
for what is touching you?
you are beautiful
everything is alive
in different forms
as treasures.

watch time stand still with me. ok?
help me to let go and to become one with the mystery.
please.

© r.e.l. 11/26/10

image  by my secret innuendo™ of marin county

Published (partial) on Micropoetry 3/3/14

Submitted to caesura 2/5/14

Posted for Thursday Poets Rally Week 34 (12/2-12/8/10) on Promising Poets. Received the Perfect Poet Award…. Thanks so much, I accept 🙂  [For week 35 I nominate Jargnar]