Luminary

Hope is a luminary 

she sets alight

and frees into the night air

watching the light as it travels

following its path

believing in its brightness

finding the unexpected storm

that blows the flame out

in a single burst

casting her into darkness

leaving her to search

for that flicker

the hope that she had

a purity of faith

that would right her perspective

that would calm her soul

that would make her remember

and believe

that there is good that happens

after all

:

©SirenSong1208

Photograph taken from Pinterest

Unchartered

In my Book of Life

my inner story

was so hidden

that even I did not know the tale

until one fateful day

in the voice of a stranger

one simple word

unlocked the chest

where all of my secret truths

were kept.

Pages heretofore undiscovered and unread

were illuminated.

He held the key

was in possession of a plan

a detailed journey

to plumb my unknown depths

seeking the darkness

he knew

could be found below the surface.

Giving him my trust

my ultimate surrender

not only allowed him to map my body

but gave him a glimpse

of the longitude and latitude

of my unchartered heart.

:

©SirenSong1208

Photograph taken from Pinterest. Original provenance unknown.

Sin

Can I be truly repentant

as I atone for my transgressions

if I adored each step

into darkness

and would again embrace

with delight

would allow myself

to savour

once more

the sin

that is you

…Ravenous for the sin

for the darkness

for you.

My hunger outstrips any need

for penance

my only need

confession

under your hands

under you

my body spilling its secrets

in every sigh, gasp and moan.

Expiation of sin

was never more

delicious

:

A year later, and still unrepentant.

©SirenSong1208

Photograph taken from Pinterest

Tremble

Thoughts of him break each morning

with the inevitability of the dawn.

Morning tremble

as she opens her eyes

feeling his words

like fingertips

stroking her bare skin.

The purposeful caress.

The delicious intent.

Innocent desire

is inflamed to darkness.

A sensual

carnal rhythm

they ride

together.

:

©SirenSong1208

Artwork by Aydemir Saidov, ‘Sweet Dreams’

I knew

I knew

with one

single

solitary word

and the burning rightness

of his touch

that I’d never be going back

to the woman I was

before him.

.

I knew

that I would never be going back

to denying the darkness

inside.

:

©SirenSong1208

Artwork by Vladimir Volegov

 

Threshold

On the threshold of innocence

darkness surrounding her

she welcomes the change

her soul hungry for the crackle

of lightning chemistry

and liberated cravings.

She is bound by words

hers

his

theirs

a promise still burning

within her

as she watches

from the tangled shadows

of desire.

:

©SirenSong1208

Artwork taken from Pinterest, artist unknown

Difficult

Things are not difficult.

They are often much more than that.

I do not lament my circumstances, my problems

I pull myself up by my bootstraps and get on with it

put any pain or sadness away and move forward

confident that ‘this too shall pass’

knowing that there are others

dealing with far worse things.

I plaster a smile upon my face

continue to look after those I care for

friends and family alike

comfort and sage advice

and try to right the course that I am on

if only in my mind.

But lately I feel stranded

and out of my depth.

The sea I am lost in

is cold, lonely

and filled with pain.

It’s not just one thing.

It never is, is it?

Situations, events in real life

that I cannot even comprehend at times.

Things that I could never, ever have anticipated

or prepared myself for

have taken my breath

knocked me down

and made it harder and harder

to get up each day

to remain hopeful

my natural optimism taking a beating.

My reality

is the continuous waves that crash down upon me.

Just as I take a breath

another one smacks into me and I am plunged headlong

into darkness.

Yet even with this

I still get up each day

and start anew.

Doing my best

doing what I can

and hoping that the oxygen

doesn’t run out.

:

©SirenSong1208

Photograph taken from TheFormOfBeauty