Make It Stop

Allison Marie Conway

You shouldn’t hold your emotions in like that, they are bound to bubble up someplace else.

It is possible to bruise the bone, to hurt in places that do not show.

Will never show.

Can never, ever show.

I watch my eyes in the mirror as I brush my hair. Primal flash. Alive light.

Windows to the soul that take you all the way back to the beginning, to the instant of your own creation. Divine flicker. When you were born you were already sorry.

Before it all became silence and static when you scream.

Before you began to sever the ties you once had to yourself.

Now you are a drifter, alone at sea… invisible.

I let dark desires melt my dreams like candle wax, hot with scorch, flowing, flowing as a gown or a stabbing. You watch through a screen with the sound turned off.

Tempting them to…

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There’ll Be Dragons

Secret Thoughts Within

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Adrift with me
on a sea of complicated emotions
it’s uncharted territory

We’ve heard there are dangers ahead 
we’ve seen the maps 
the written messages people have left 
warnings of firedrakes and destruction

Yet we forge on
keeping faith in each other
despite the chance of wreckage and ruin

As we sail into the unknown
it’s likely there’ll be dragons
but with the fire we hold inside our hearts
we’ll fight fire with fire
until the very end

Life’s journeys are fraught with dangers and unknowns, never more so than in relationships.

Fun fact: Between the 10th and 17th centuriesthe presence of mythical creatures on maps indicated unexplored or dangerous areas. There’s a common misconception that the phrase ‘here be dragons’ was also used, but this is untrue. The inscription, ‘Here Be Dragons’ isn’t found on maps, simply one globe, the Ostrich Egg Globe.

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531. Music doth uplift me like a sea… ~Charles Baudelaire, French Poet

Sacred Touches

Music, oh, how faint, how weak,
Language fades before thy spell!
Why should Feeling ever speak,
When thou canst breathe her soul so well?
~Thomas Moore, Irish Poet

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Music gives a
soul to the universe,
wings to the mind,
flight to the imagination,
and life to everything.
~Plato, Greek philosopher and mathematician

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The Bird her punctual music brings
And lays it in its place –
Its place is in the Human Heart
And in the Heavenly Grace –
~Emily Dickinson, American poet

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Music speaks what cannot be expressed,
soothes the mind and gives it rest,
heals the heart and makes it whole,
flows from heaven to the soul.
~Author Unknown

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First was the world as one great cymbal made,
Where jarring winds to infant Nature played.
All music was a solitary sound,
To hollow rocks and murm’ring fountains bound.
~Andrew Marvell, English poet

It is good to praise the Lord…

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172. Over everything connected with autumn there lingers some golden spell–some unseen influence that penetrates the soul with its mysterious power. ~Northern Advocate

Sacred Touches

O Autumn, laden with fruit, and stain’d
With the blood of the grape, pass not, but sit
Beneath my shady roof; there thou may’st rest,
And tune they jolly voice to my fresh pipe,
And all the daughters of the year shall dance!
Sing now the lusty song of fruits and flowers.
~William Blake, English poet


*Photo courtesy Mike Bizeau

Lusty indeed is the dance of the year’s 4th child!  Escalating as she goes, she regales herself in glorious colors, and whilst strutting her hour upon earth’s stage, she reigns in majesty.  As she prepares the land for its Sabbath, her chariot enters the eastern sky at dawn with pink and purple banners flying high or she comes veiled in gray from a fog or torrents of rain.  Then after day is done she exits on the western horizon in mellow twilight, or in a blaze of red and gold…

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