Daily Archives: May 21, 2015

The Soldier

No words necessary.

Last Rites


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Whispering over me
Something that I heard
In their rush of misery
Cloying, clammy hands
All these dreams and plans
Spilling like rose petals on this bed
Someone giving last rites
Repeating in my head

The shadows lengthen every hour
I’ve watched them hover here
A stranger stands just to my left
Dressed in black and ribbon white
I might have even died of fright
When solemn eyes capture every gaze
Flickering left and right
Floating in this haze

A parade of familial mourners
Practising their grief
I’m not gone yet I might tell them
If they ever ventured close to hear
Perhaps its just the time of year
And they are gathered as a throng
I hear last rites and realise
I no longer belong
I hear last rites, I’m flying
And my soul is but a song

(c) Helen Valentina 2015, All Rights Reserved

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In this verse I capture you


Homo est Machina


In this verse I capture you,
my dearest love and nightingale.
Your heart I ever will pursue
and never lose your secret trail.

In this verse I pour my soul,
my heart contains a bleeding hole.
I play this game, act this role
and never seem to lose control.

In this verse I curse my gods.
Let’s be merry and rejoice!
Against all heavy, fearful odds
I will stand up and raise my voice.

In this verse I tell a lie
about the truth that’s hidden here.
These words to all of you apply
So lend my voice a willing ear.

In this verse my soul explodes
in all its force and violent glory.
To happiness lead all the roads,
not in life but in my story.

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Age is but a number?

Age is but a number?
We met when she was 19, I was thirty six,
Statistically we were an incompatible mix.
But her maturity and incite was divine,
Her body and shape frequently blew my mind,
Before I knew it she intoxicated me, I was in too deep.
She was even in my dreams when I fell asleep.
Each time I was with her, I felt like I had the best prize in town,
I floating around like I was wearing a SHE IS MINE victory crown.
People said our relationship wouldn’t last long,
But at the time I was feeling vibrant and strong.
We were both striving and achieving our goals,
So then, how did the relationship continue to unfold.
We have a 17 year old daughter and an 8 year old son,
We’ve been married 19 years and we are still having fun.
Age is an important consideration in relationships that’s true,
But in my case I am so glad I decided to pursue.
Copyright © All Rights Reserved ~ Zelda Gunzell 2012 (Alias Rare Diamond)