Resound

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Resound

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The calm waves caressing my skin,

restless my soul deep beneath

roars engulfing my will to become-

One moment my life to begin,

another within dreams to be gone.

And I bathe in the warm of the water

drowning answers to questions I had,

letting go with the calm of the waves

while my soul rages on in the storm-

 H.O

September 9, 2018


“There is peace even in the storm”

― Vincent van Gogh

Fading Light

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Fading Light

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It’s not death that I face

but the fading of light-

In the calm of the storm

I forgot how to fight,

how to never conform

to this river of life-

Ah the comfort of being!

To let things fade away

to become, just become

at the end of my day

what the storm left behind-

So to die will not dread

but the fading instead

of this star-gazing mind-

H.O

August  2018


“When eyes have died in its gaze, know the heart had died in its blaze.”

― Anthony Liccione

Stumble and Chase

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Stumble and Chase

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Some will wander with grace,

butterflies dancing in tune

to the music of life,

while I stumble and chase

illusive dreams-

Will it be just the same

when this smothering flame

finally comes to an end?

In eternal afterlife

to just stumble and chase

until finally amend

or forever be doomed-

H.O

July 2018


“This is our life; dreams come true, and dreams stumble, while others dreams remain postponed perpetuity.”

― Eyden I.

To fly away

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To fly away

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You know, those moments where lost

inside ourselves we wish

for wings to fly away, so far away…

And here it goes, the subtle lacking

of strong emotions to guide my pen,

the longing dormant,

the wants all tamed

by wildly roaming disillusions.

And to believe that just a touch

its al it takes to light the flame,

to set my mind into a spin

of sweet confusions-

But how I wish I had those wings

to escape this dullness from within

and fly away, so far away..

H.O

May 24, 2018


“Reality doesn’t impress me. I only believe in intoxication, in ecstasy, and when ordinary life shackles me, I escape, one way or another. No more walls.”

― Anaïs Nin

Like Leaves in the Fall

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Like Leaves in the Fall

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Like leaves in the fall slowly kissing the ground

words lost in the pages between spaces

filled with whispers of a lost muse-

Where did you go? I used to visit those rooms

you tendered well,

now dust covered rhymes adorn the tombs

of long gone dreams I found

belonged somewhere inside my own-

And I wonder if the same we are doomed

to fade into nothingness and alone

leave behind painful traces

of desires we so carefully forge

and once broken they slowly fall

into dust,  binding to places

we once nurtured into a beautiful garden-

H.O


“Out of the red and silver and the long cry of alarm to the poet who survives in all human beings, as the child survives in him; to this poet she threw an unexpected ladder in the middle of the city and ordained, ‘Climb!”

― Anaïs Nin

Nesting

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Nesting

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It is all temporary-

Time like Jello appears liquid and fools

will drink it with delight,

I’ll stay longer, it is comfort I seek

avoiding the uncomfortable I sleep

in shadows under artificial light-

Look at me!

My imperfect perfections

stand out under your fingers

counting your reality,

mine bitterly lingers

after each smile fades away.

But it is all temporary,

a place to rest from a journey

stale at times in decay-

It is all temporary

and I won’t stay-

H.O


“My God, a moment of bliss. Why, isn’t that enough for a whole lifetime?”

― Fyodor Dostoyevsky, White Nights

Husk

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Husk

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Sometimes I peel off fantasies

one by one, rip them slow,

left naked under cold flesh

where shades of truth will show-

Often trapped in reality streams

flowing, flowing in never ending days-

Oh what life becomes!

But to heal, to refresh,

sometimes I must

wake the lasting haze

of dreams-

H.O


“In all of us, even in good men, there is a lawless wild-beast nature, which peers out in sleep.”

― Socrates

Encaged

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Encaged

 

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I will free you one day – I said

when you are ready to fly

and the skies turned bright blue

with the love of your life-

But full moons came and passed

and my life flew by fast

with my dreams still encaged.

I will find you a home – I said

that belongs just to you

where your wings soft and wide

will encompass the sky-

But the clouds turned dark grey

and the storms raged outside

while my dreams still encaged.

There still time- then I said

and will plant you a garden

when in Spring you will bloom.

But I spoke way too soon

for my seeds old and dry

may not sprout anymore

and to free you I swore

but my dreams still encage-

H.O


“The soul is like a caged bird, it waits for the right person to open the door and set it free.” ― Belinda Taylor on “Soul”

Void

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Void

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There is a space that remains empty

an emotionless vacuum stripped clean of life

left floating between all things in the past

and the wants I harvest today.

I let go and a part of me drains away

empty space it becomes in between

what I was and what I am-

H.O


“I felt very still and empty, the way the eye of a tornado must feel, moving dully along in the middle of the surrounding hullabaloo.”

― Sylvia Plath, The Bell Jar

When Night Falls

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When Night Falls

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Whenever night falls in later days

it does not change me for today,

a fraction of eternity, to comprehend

this thing inside that strive and try

to push its way into my surface

and dress in layers that transcend

the who I think I may become-

Too late to alter or to overcome

this harden clay into a shape

so what you see is what I get

despite the times when I forget

and dream in dreams that swiftly die-

 So let me accept that night will come

no written words will make me best

nor passing love or fairy tales

will keep me whole, I’m like the rest

when dust to dust my life entails

it does not change me for today-

H.O


“As nightfall does not come at once, neither does oppression. In both instances, there is a twilight when everything remains seemingly unchanged. And it is in such twilight that we all must be most aware of change in the air – however slight – lest we become unwitting victims of the darkness.”

― William O. Douglas,