you

i believe you, your innuendo

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you sparkle
with your gift
i slept next to you
last night
you are my wish, you know

and you are mine

where are you now
in this moment
stepping lightly
through misty time
with a fire not forgotten?

you say, don’t rush it
but stay on the edge:
your whisper…

to you i respond, i believe you
my secret:
your innuendo...

it’s time
to open the door
if ever so slightly
to me

i am here
and i knew you
before
i knew you were coming

© r.e.l. 1/28/11

image ‘Through My Window’ by Ron Moss

posted for Poetry Potluck week 20: Peace, Relaxation, Spirituality on Jingle Poetry

half spoken, half heard

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i believe you
in every word
there is a silence
and past reminding me

you who have answers… or do you call them reasons…

reasons with questions that ask me do you always speak to me in colors that keep their beauty?  through tears in paper that beg to know me?

through words, half spoken, half written, half heard but always known…

like the pages of time
i ask myself now, who am i?
but you know better, so i flip through the pages

to find you, to find me, to find the other half of me..

© r.e.l. 1/12/11

Image of ‘Lost Goddess Diaries: The Truth BE Told’ by AmandaGWright

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Posted for Poetry Potluck week 18 (1/16-1/22/11) Languages, Signs and Symbols on Jingle Poetry

Received The Sunshine Award from Jingle Poetry

maybe i’m scared too

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maybe i’m scared too. i’m scared to know that i do feel what you say.

Jean-Baptiste Carpeaux of Valenciennes

i’m scared to know that inside me is a seed growing, unstoppable.

powerful enough to find you. that if i water the seed it will grow, that it is already growing, that you are my future, that if i look into your eyes i will be swallowed like pools.  to drown.

but in a sweetness that i won’t want to forget.

i’m scared that inside i know my life will have to change, that i’m not who i’m meant to be now, but i will be with you.

i’m scared that the unknown knows more about us than i do.

so, i ask you now, don’t stop.

© r.e.l. 1/3/11

inspired by song ‘Inscape’ by Stateless

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

Posted (partial) for Micropoetry 3/20/14

in the raindrops

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you know
that you are
the light
that enters
my dark
the eclipse of you
a mystery
opening the door
to me
to my breath that lies floating now
exposed
lost in the raindrops of
knowing the cracks
in the spaces of us
tell a story we have yet to know
touched by the gap between inhaling and
remembering that you
do not leak out of my life
forever in a moment…

© r.e.l. 1/2/11

painting ‘Light Coming into the Cave’ by yvonca

**this post is for Poetry Potluck Week 17 Journey and The Road Ahead (1/9/11-1/15/11) on Jingle Poetry

Received Kreativ Blogger Award from Jingle Poetry

 

the key of life

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(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

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

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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

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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

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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

different forms, as treasures

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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]

your innocent trust

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you
who changed my life.

let me be heard.
you felt who i am.
without question.
so, i invited you in…

your innocent trust in true love.
and the spirit of the world always taking care of everything.
you came to me in any moment, as i closed my eyes.

i know you never wanted to leave my arms but, you see, don’t you?  you were meant to.  only you can lift the dark cloud that shadows you.

never will i forget how you heard the writing of my soul, evolving my spiral, to share with me your magical love.

i will always love you.

© r.e.l. 11/22/10

[photo by Cloo Potloot of Belgium]

i’m listening with my heart

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you said you love me and then …
and then i breathe
inhale you
to find that your ‘no’ now is really fear
afraid of trusting the moment unfolding

the moment is beautiful, don’t you see
when i’m with you i see, i trust
when we’re apart sometimes it’s hard for me
it is like a bird flying away that i cannot capture
light yet i have a cage

trust me to return to you
i trust you
i’m on my way back already

you are weak and need me now most
i’m afraid to say so
you want to be in control and the one who decides
not the invisible hand of destiny
softly, she touches my life..
she knows you
yes, she is who i recognize in you

you leave me now with no voice
i am here to listen to your heart’s whisper
shhhhhhh
i feel your heart
silence is real

© r.e.l. 10/27/10

written together with Wingpoem

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