Seasons of Sorrow

December 11, 2008 § Leave a comment


There was a time for us to laugh and cry.
How can I get by winter to see July?

 

There was a time when our garden grew.
How will I plant seeds without us two?

 

There was a time when the ocean was warm.
How do I swim without security in a storm?

 

There is a time when the leaves fall:
And a time for your soul to leave it all…

 

© Sonya Rose

Loving You?

December 11, 2008 § Leave a comment


So sorry for what I said-
a desert growing in my head.
How do I tell you so,
punching high and low?

 

Stop the pain inside.
Your touch is where I abide.

 

Open a world to emotion:
A stormy past scatters in my ocean.
I drown in taking another chance.
Surf upon these waters and dance.

 

Look into my eyes and what do you see?
Blinded by the light in me.

 

No more laughter, in the pouring rain…
How do you explain
the thief in the night who stole my days,
and misguided my ways?

 

Always told what to do…
I have finally escaped the face of you.

 

© Sonya Rose

Strangers in Love

December 11, 2008 § Leave a comment

 


Your eyes

 

sparkle in the dark

 

as I say my goodbyes.

 

Mark

 

my name across

 

your heart.

 

Love is not a loss.

 

A river flows apart

 

our souls.

 

We can never drown.

 

Devotion strolls

 

to another town.

 

 

© Sonya Rose

Memory Bay

December 11, 2008 § Leave a comment


Did you ever wish upon a star
dancing alone in the sky?
Shining so bright from afar…
As if never wanting to die
from your sight…
to stay forever…
fulfilling your one wish tonight
and leave you never?

 


But, promises
that lie on a string
become so heavy. Kiss
the air—of nothing;
You become prisoner
locked in the night.
What does occur
is a life not right.

 


Walking away,
you crossed
deep waters of yesterday;
Onto a bridge, you’re tossed
into the morning … you left on a whim;
Simply gone away…
And, your heart still beats by him,
washed ashore on Memory Bay.

 

 

© Sonya Rose

Fate

December 11, 2008 § Leave a comment

 

He controls the tide;
runs at my side.

 

No where to hide,
I jump on the ride.

 

I long to fly low.
Where will I go?

 

Back to each other,
my lover or another…

 

© Sonya Rose

Smiles from Heaven

December 13, 2007 § 6 Comments

A Poetic Memoir / A Page of My Life


I sometimes lift my eyes to the setting sun.
Without paints, I create while on the run.
Every thought and every move, I find…spirit in eternal sands,
wisdom in wonderlands…
gripping my heart.
The waters allow me to start-
swimming in a current thought
deep beneath its forethought…
Beyond every wave,
every breath God gave-
reigns a silent kingdom;
a peaceful medium-
inner – unrhymed,
a complete up climb.
Oh, I close my eyes;
watch how time flies…
I see a familiar face
smiling…we’re not far from this place-
Heaven…Whatever you do-
Share your dreams with someone true…
the ones who love you…
who really love you.

© Sonya Rose

Water Mask

December 13, 2007 § Leave a comment

“Thousands have lived without love, not one without water.” – W.H. Arden

 

Visions arrive and voices survive
Magical minds will never die.
In dim lit dimensions, I dive-
Days of divinity, shut-eye


Liquefy lines, light reflects
Antique hero, City of steel
Sunsets bleed, cinema connects-
The reality of my rustic reel

Raining hard, lightning’s black

Obscurity in a blue intuitive splash
Pleading with purpose, sinking back
Breathless, sparkling, orange-white flash


Follow me through a screen of leaves
Daring for dangers, serious face of Ocean
Body opens, lower part, make-believes
The Iron Gate swings in constant motion

Handle heavy, hidden in my hand

Sinking with treasures, treading thieves
On Broadway, banging my head, stand
Logic leans low, dawn of red reefs


White sound of keys, hearts lock
Zinc and copper in hair of Venus, she’ll
Wait in the womb, girls of gridlock
Rings of rows, distant dreams, surreal

Written in my eye, equations, multiply

On rainbow stain-glass, first cut, never fear
Love escapes cut-and-dry, pointless lullaby
And fills the sky with despair in hemisphere


Strange languages, pattern of the land
Grey brick buildings, flowing rhythm above
Fallen masters, wrestlers boxing on sand
I swam again from cycles of longing, love


Broken fences, empty houses, crying lambs
Shadows of the tempest, giant phony things
Beautiful bodies form holograms
Harmony kisses away the soft black rings


My irises are green, that awkward grin
Lips touch my cheeks, try to break-free
Surrender and laugh, all the children live-in
A circuit, freedom in a bright color movie

Energy disappears, losing minds, mudflow

Reflections in black and white, one race
Heavenly music glides past so slow
Dancing in costumes as refugees in space


The final girl without a name
Ego laughs, tricksters trespass, all the same
Swimming through temples, mysteries overcame
Barriers, the ascent from brothers of blame

Climbing stairs without steps, principal parts see

The pattern onstage hitting the mark of lies
Upon the making of a moment’s mystery
Bathing my eyes in cold water and slowly rise


Surrender to the surface, a silent screen star
Savage eyes rush to record so to remind
Beauty without meaning, you are
Sleeping immortality, spirituality will find

My soul below water and I anxiously ask-

Fate, will you embrace me without the mask…

 

© Sonya Rose

 

In response to My Story found on The Remembering Site

Unidentifiable New Year

December 13, 2007 § Leave a comment

“She cannot stay. With a long sigh-she fades away.” – Taken from the ballet, “Giselle”

 

Natural narcotics, derriere of narrow-
Lies, lingering lines he secretly commits.
Selling his soul in snow, winter wastes his wits.
Hearing the horn strike midnight harrow…

Wailing waves, my spirit floats-

In the vacant vast of the past…
Snare drums beating fast,
Clicking clefs, thirty-second rests and notes,


Ring of reasons, resurface and relive-
A day of a diamond, dancing debris,
Trust taken from me, hearts-free,
Why must frailties outlive?


What I once dreamed in me,
The phantom of a bride to be…

 

© Sonya Rose

Tender & Twisted

December 13, 2007 § Leave a comment

I wrote these lyrics on a rainy night in spring (2005) for sweet single ladies who dream passionately.

 

I can hear the rain trickling down
While my fingers drown
In this sacred scream,
You are here with me in this crazy dream
In my mind one on one you and I
Fly
One on one, you and me
Loosing myself to you, can’t you see?
Don’t tell me to chill…
I am living my life for the thrill…


Your sweet lips spread so wide
Breathe so heavy; let me ride
Your skin is so alive…hot to touch
It is for real? I want you so much
I can tell by your sighs…By your sighs
Feels so good…I’m ready for the highs
To scream with you…I’m free…
Do you want me?


Your taste lingers in my mouth still
Your touch burns my skin till…
You left me aching for more of you…
I find myself thinking of you… (Not true…)
It’s true…More than I ever thought I would
You have such a hold on me so damn good
I’d be willing to please you forever
I’m exploding with heartache… (Never…)
S-a-t-i-s-f-a-c-t-i-o-n, I’ll reach when
Will I be able to have you again?
You and you, even you…
I can never get enough (of you and you, even you…)
Being so in love with you and you, even you
It’s true
I’m so in love (with you and you, even you…)
That’s how you want it to be…
Single and you love without the touch of me
Without my kiss,
What the hell…I know you want this


Your sweet lips spread so wide
Breathe so heavy, let me ride
Your skin is so alive…hot to the touch
It is for real…I want you so much
I can tell by your sighs…By your sighs
Feels so good…I’m ready for the highs
Scream with you…I’m free…
Do you want me?


So sensitive…I feel fire between my dark seas
I’m falling on my knees…
Once again with you on my mind
I run my hand in a place to find
Last night you and you, even you…
Your kiss (soooo……) kind (unkind)
I hate this feeling of being alone…it’s true
All I can do is touch…
Silently wishing you would be my guy…
Be inside…I’m thinking of you
More than I every thought I would…Can’t you see…
You have a hold on me…its true… (Untrue)
I’d be willing to please you for eternity


Your sweet lips spread so wide
Breathe so heavy so alive, let me ride
Your skin is so alive…hot to the touch
It is for real…I want you so damn much
I can tell by your sighs…By your sighs
Feels so good…I’m ready for the highs
Scream with you…I’m free…
Do you want me?

 

© Sonya Rose

Silent Screams

December 13, 2007 § 1 Comment


Prancing in water-
like a river of lions, a marvelous Empire…
I see you burning-I’m getting hotter;
It is you who I desire…
I escape
past the night,
wrapping the moonscape-
the electric light
around my curving body.
Dominate my eyes, spent skin
breath … you’re somebody
Where have you been?
Those pills by your pillow…
at the very portal of this dream…
…it’s not your peccadillo;
Drink the serene, cherished stream-
a stairway of waves into oblivion.
Quiet … the stars begin to ride…
Larger than the soul of the sun,
you and I inhale-exhale passion, open-eyed.

 

© Sonya Rose

Seized by Forests

December 13, 2007 § Leave a comment

I’m playing darts to the sound of crickets

In a wilderness of dark faces, unfamiliar places;

I sink into midnight, urban thickets-

The storm has ceased. The moon paces…

Shoots with a bow candlesticks

Into my heart, a stranger sits with wicks. Besides-

His handful of burning matchsticks…

He waits for someone. He is patient. He hides.

To the right, another woman stands

Holding the wind, she is silent.

Sings only for a moment in distant lands

Between the present and the colors meant

For her mind; the voice behind

Her soul, dances, takes chances in

White silence, three feathers under masks, the mind

Reveal cathedrals painted in purple tin

Thrown through lots, he lets go; no heartbeat…

Melting on matchbooks, my eyes are burning bittersweet…

There are galaxies inside, shadows of fire,

Fog and crystal; Life is spreading higher…

I am seized by this angry forest, and welding it

Into the exact moment I see fit

To spell your name in candle wax made of twilight

My body is a metamorphosis in the feverish night

I kissed you only once, darker than any pleasure

You are dreaming yourself into a great measure

Of dust spinning a tale of our hunger; the superhighway’s

Threading gold and reveals beings who glow in the Milky Way…

The all seeing-eye trees and the transparent fruits spark

Into breath, into streams of art, beneath the buried bark, the dark.

I will survive pulling stars out of the earth that rise

Upward through your face, your obscure race, reflecting eternal ties…

 

© Sonya Rose

Shepperd

December 13, 2007 § 2 Comments

Her gates are sealed
And she’s all booked up till May
She doesn’t need anybody
With a row of dimes
To offer her space in time
“What’s time”, she asks?
Time is just a fantasy
What belongs to her is the sum
Of a ray of light which beams
Forth from her eyes
When looked upon
She knows she’s being watched
But she doesn’t care
She has nothing to worry
Her feet have been walking
In mud all the way to the city
Her hands are reminiscent
Of corn drawing sticks
She cannot draw or write
Or see
Without the love in her life
That she needs the most
Microscopic
Her face is like jewels
Worth more than she knows
Yet she hides behind closed
Gates in the night
With heavy burdens
If only she could talk to me
And tell me
Something
She is ill
Feverish with chills
And has to pay
Now for all her sins
Everyone’s, she floats
Out of her mind across the
Brush, the thicket
And holds onto something
Something you would never
Dream of holding onto
Another kind of brush
I come closer to take a look
And she’s painting the sky
She dips her brush into her
Wounds and screams, not for…
She is not jealous or hates
No one for inflicting her with false hope
Or lingering lies
She is the extreme desire
Of truth
As I stand back to view what
She has written
She speaks me to me
Go now and so I do
But, I can’t, hey, but be curious
What she created
So I turn around
And see a blood filled sky
She’s the painter
The poet of life
Who was always there…
Walks with the Shepperd

Who threads my past,
Present, and future
The clone of time…

 

© Sonya Rose

Salvation

December 13, 2007 § Leave a comment

A place in my heart is kept from the reality of the world.

Never troubled or afraid, love is hurled

Into the air of loneliness, circles of eight:

Eternity floats ashore and makes a date.

A beautiful sight – angels in flight…

way above acts in the night

Look around you;

Look for a clue

In creation-

Salvation

 

© Sonya Rose

Sabile’s Smile

December 13, 2007 § Leave a comment

Sabile Shala was a 91-year old blind ethnic Albanian refugee who suffered from diabetes and lost track of all her relatives in the late 1990’s. I wrote this poem inspired by her spirit and everyone else’s strength of disrupted lives.

 

Where are my children?
I wish to die.
My sons and daughters of ten,
How will I live and identify?
Your faces in this outcry-
I am ready to reconcile,
With my country who bids goodbye.
If only I can smile…


Once again,
There’s no medication to buy.
My old bones ache when
Night falls and I cry.
Doctors of the World try
And try. Meanwhile,
I found shelter on standby.
If only I can smile…


Men, women, children,
And I are forced to leave; thereby,
I am looking for a doctor to comply
With feelings of suicide and supply
Pills to end this pain in exile
In my house, laughter would occupy.
If only I can smile…


I am sharing my last breaths; whereby,
Strangers assure me I am not senile.
I resemble someone’s grandma, by and by-
If only I can smile…


Goodnight,
My children, awhile
I send my love in a lullaby.
If only, I can smile…

But I’ll walk another mile
To heaven for your smile…

 

© Sonya Rose

Rock Parade

December 13, 2007 § Leave a comment

I saw him beating her
On the church steps, an idolater
Not guilty by reasons of insanity
Undergoing questioning of proclivity;
Cameras inside our minds
Stereos living in mankind…
Searching for a little comfort,
I was led to the Divine, hurt yet alert
Told not to join the Revolution of Lost Minds
Artificial Intelligence march with mankind
To the trumpets of another death
A baby’s breath…

 

© Sonya Rose

Lonely Queen

December 13, 2007 § Leave a comment

“At every time I’ve always known that you where there, upon your throne…A lonely queen without her king…” – Lenny Kravitz

 

Last sign on his face…wishing you could embrace
Him this night…something isn’t right, it’s breeding.
You are hit from nowhere; your body is bare, face
Me…your heart is bleeding, your mind is feeding-

Crazy thoughts right now…the light is growing dim.
A song played so right, your lips, bite and bite…
Parting in pain, hearing pouring rain, its hymn
Skips a beat from the breast to the feet tonight.

Yesterday’s tone…crawl, stand up, moan…Call-
Sorry for lost years, thrown into frequent fears…
A war, soul falling, you are bawling, alone…All
Shot, feel nothing…saving grace of something hears

Your voice of loss…toss, season of birth at the wall-
Marks, his name…wake, blame the soldier in green.
Fast and fall…you’ve been living, loved lost it all.
Lonely queen, he is guilty; do you want to be seen?

You are loved, shoved; he holds you…hurts you above.
The king of your heart comes to you crying; break apart-
The bond on earth, so complicated, empty worth…lost love.
The chance and one last dance with a queen of a broken heart…

 

© Sonya Rose

Listen

December 13, 2007 § Leave a comment

Can you hear a song-
Played in the night?
Do you surrender-
If the rhythm is right?
Nothing last forever
Even a common song…
Where is real love-
Is ours forever wrong?


Close your eyes.
Feel the burning.
Beyond the world
Of yearning…
Listen to your call;
Wipe the past and fly.
Across the silence
Of a stormy sky-

 

© Sonya Rose

Lesson In

December 13, 2007 § Leave a comment

“Behind her eyes there’s curtains and they’ve been closed to hide the flames, remains…” – Pearl Jam

I suppose why I ran from…
I don’t know
Ignoring the lifetime to come
Playing a role of Ms. Monroe
I was tired, so lost…
And wanting to find myself
A forgotten line of Robert Frost
Being alone, do-it-yourself
Defines me to a “T”
Say my name, four-
Seasons taught me
Once more
To take away myself
Repair and regenerate
Now, one hand in my bookshelf
Pulls out a letter I hate
While focusing on words,
I wished to say good-bye
To the day I blurred
What you did, shut-eye
I don’t know honestly
How to choose-
I was on the edge
Nobody told you to turn to booze…
Seconds standing on a ledge…
We were meant to travel
Alone and now, I face
The puzzles to unravel
I have loved, had my fill of chase
As my tears are falling someplace,
I took our bond, labeled it stale
I spit it out; you shoved it in my face
Just another Romantic tale-
Is beginning to unfold
What I was in search of, really
Finally feeling my body can hold
My spirit and soul, touchy-feely
I sense my life’s partner is nearby
In lonesome days, my thoughts grew strong
Waiting for a familiar one, why-
I thought I could not survive long
In my head, I think your letter
Made me feel afraid and it’s time
I burned your words for the better…

There are red curtains; I open in the night
Catch me smiling in the spotlight…

 

© Sonya Rose

love parts

December 2, 2007 § Leave a comment

“Parting is all we know of heaven and all we need of hell.” – Emily Dickinson

 

Eternal glow
Soul, embryo
Feed innocence
Digesting sense
Missing minds grow

Daring, bearing

Writers wearing…
Him holding her
Cheating cells, capture
Running, tearing

Skin, five in hand
Smell, seek, sight, stand
Fire, air, water,
Earth, ether
Taste, sound, fall, sand

Climb, chemistry
Fantasy, plea
Glancing, dancing
Romance chancing
Risen, slowly me

Evaporate
Dream, facing fate
Forgotten dust
Match, dying gust
Wake, conjugate

Hearts sip, slide, and sing
Phases parting bring
Happiness, pain
Racing, rest, rain
Love greatest thing.

 

© Sonya Rose

Love Somehow

December 2, 2007 § 1 Comment

When he looked at her face,

He spoke of beauty and grace.

Every moment before this life,

He spent searching for his wife.

For her soul, for her heart,

Counting the days they spent apart.

What he cannot comprehend…

Was saying goodbye to a friend…

It hurt so much to part.

Holding hands from the start…

When they could actually see

Their lives as one will be, maybe.

How many lives have they lived before this?

A thousand and one and met with a kiss.

They’ve been forced apart for the same-

Reasons time and time again…

Their last goodbye could have been ten.

The birds no longer sing in the night.

As the sun screams for light,

Drums relax and tempt to beat-

To the distant sound of one heartbeat;

Winds are dancing, freely moving.

Sea between their souls are grooving…

Yesterdays yearning, temptations toss.

A touching love story becomes their loss.

She’s sitting next to a familiar stranger.

Waiting next to him, drawn to danger…

Hands glide over waves in windows.

He knows he must love somehow.

Again someone new, someone now…

But, he can’t seem to find-

What feels right, the girl in his mind,

Maybe, in the end, he’ll find his friend.

All the love for her, the angels will send.

Today, she saw lightening cut the sky

Into herself and asked “Why?”….

 

© Sonya Rose

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