Ladies Night

December 21, 2008 § Leave a comment

 

The crowds of men
are parting waves.
Beneath the earth
come the dancers.
A voice rings-
Silence.
One marches
through the crowd
between the present and the past.
A pillar stands…
He is beautiful-
The stranger freezes,
blinded by smoke;
His limbs are stiff.
No escaping…
He is caught
in rhyme, in rhythm.
The notes in the sky
are shadows of his shoes.
His life is a mystery,
a never ending song…
As I follow beauty
in sync-
to thunder
near and far…

 

© Sonya Rose

The Torch

December 21, 2008 § Leave a comment

 

A star sleeps, obituary…

Light evolves in a new shape.

Corners, torn photos, tape…
Marble waves, restless, searching…

Time, the dark waterfall,
a circle eight…
A pattern to see…
falling,
falling,
falling…

Rising
slowly,
knocking at life,
overlapping faces.

In God we trust…
The world in his palm…

I sing
falling,
falling,
falling…

Rising,
dancing
slowly backwards…
the times.

Count.

Continue, to sing…

Heaven’s
one dance,
one song…
Love.

 

© Sonya Rose

The Illusionist

December 13, 2007 § Leave a comment

Dear one to light or dark,
A card shark,
Living in a place of sorrow
A conjuror of wealth to borrow
Start building your ark.


A tragic loss, happiness-
A rare gift to suppress…
Unaware fully of his powers
A virtuoso commands troops, stacks of towers
Deceiver of a nation’s success


Entertaining the world by his tricks;
A rich society enters a wizard into politics.
No other has ever accomplished his feats.
This expert rates his acts a highest six.


Touching, feeling-victims’ are frozen,
Reading minds, except God’s chosen-
They are the most challenged.
The souls’ mission written in
Stonehenge;
Connects to the genius “UN-frozen”


A wonder worker aware of his powers…
No longer frightened of past hours;
Facing the reality of his existence,
A miracle worker will come at our expense.
In economic crisis, a warlock devours.


The expert, the link of illusion-
Stand and be wise, solve the confusion.
Do not be fooled by an enchanter who walks.
Through revelation as the savior, he talks.
Listen. Come to some conclusion…

 

© 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

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