Author: MiCo

I have a deep love of writing, especially poetry. I write from my heart and hope others will find some value in what I have to say.

Embrace

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Embrace the feminine,

Rejoin the world of light and shadow.

My sisters await,

I have been gone too long.

But they are patient, their rhythmic drumming continues,

A call for wisdom to those who have come before.

The drums awaken in our souls the

Primal sounds of life.

Listen to the crows cry in morning

Listen to the night sounds resonate with the vibrations of life.

Brook and sky

Flow together in harmony.

My soul reunites with my heart.

My place is remembered and rejoined.

My heart is endless, and knows no time or place,

It retains a place for him.

He who completes the connection,

Body and soul as no other can.

But I have learned, that to desert myself,

To love so completely that I lose myself

Is not what it is meant to be.

My love must complement who I am

Not become who I am.

My love for him is eternal,

It takes up no space and has no limits but

I will not allow it to consume me.

If only he could know, could feel as I do,

Our love would be as it was intended, the connection would be complete.

The space between us would dissolve into vapor and

We would be one in harmony with earth and sky.

Together

And the crows would cry at sunrise

And the night sounds would resonate with the sound of my sisters singing and drumming in celebration of light and love, love as it should be.

2/11/15

MC

Love’s Smoke

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Rising smoke of love

Tangles limbs and thoughts.

The sharing is complete

Only when doubt is defeated.

Love ebbs and flows

And Sings itself to sleep,

To rise with the sun but

Cry and stumble in the night.

To barter is an unwise decision,

Love’s stakes are too high.

Its heartfelt promises are made but

Washed to truth by rain.

rain puts out the fire,

As love’s smoke settles to ash.

1/30/15

Shared Isolation

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Winter cold,

Shared isolation.

A time of hibernation,

For us as well.

Silence in the forest

Only the hiss of falling snow

Summer’s fragrant scents are gone

Replaced by the cold  – only snow scents.

But I can feel it, the silence,

The stillness of sleep.

The fresh cold air.

The time of rest.

The burrows lined with grasses,

Crisp autumn leaves of warmth.

The creatures relent and sleep,

Only we insist on life as usual.

We fight the cold, curse the endless snows

And count the days till spring.

Relax, enjoy this time of silent whiteness

A time of peace and gentle sleep.

The cycle of seasons will run again,

They have not forgotten.

Solitary Stillness

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Hope Lost
Ending begun.
New Beginning,
But into what?
Only a few months
but such complete surrender.
To move on,
To become again.
What has been lost?
Anything gained?
Just another transition
From what was, what could have been
To what is no more.
Solitary stillness
Truth run backwards.

On Writing

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It is hard, so hard

Why? They are everywhere.

In rain drops and baby smiles

Shoelaces and cereal boxes

Tree branches and sunsets

but still they escape me and

Float away on hummingbird wings.

Their essense slips through my fingers

Evading my mind’s grasp.

Stories escaping my words,

Frozen thoughts someday to thaw.