blog di Melana Plains

tasting love

surrendering

you take me

I take you

we take

each other

spreading apart

opening wide

curving around

the circle

of motion

and desire

moving tentatively

thrusting deeply

pulling back

to the edge

now deeply

deeply

again

and again

air rising

and falling

panting breath

between kisses

something real

I have to find a place

to say some things I need to say

that people race away from

when the truth gets in the way

hiding out in disappearing acts

of rage, denial and shame

but not before they take a breath

to assess and place the blame

‘you’ve had one too many moments

of actually feeling something real

too bad no one warned you

that real is never the deal

shame on you for pedaling

the wrong kind of pill

how dare you claim

to have actually

felt something real

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 painting by Edgar Degas 1886

just wishing (another woman in love)

sitting in her kitchen

on an early winter morning

warming to to her coffee and cigarettes

sleep is not yet shaken, waking up is so unclear

just wishing her dreams could shut out all her fears

another day of laughing through her tears

she wears the gentle scent  of love

all through her day

like the knowing wind

blowing the warmth of summer in

she never really says it

you hear it in her sounds

photo by Dimitri Castrique 

you alone

change is in the wind

deep beneath the surface

where destiny unfolds

the course of a life shifts

from one path to another

a life transformed

a life renewed

those who cannot see

where he is going

will lament and say

he has gone astray

but through the eyes

of his own awakening soul

as new life spills forth

from his dreams

he sees his greatest hope

his greatest joy

photo by Jose Ignacio Aguirre

I’m beside myself

I don’t know which way to turn

which eye to look from

which hand to hold my head

in weary disgust of all that’s being said

about you, about me, about us, the whole sea

of broken feminine, female, and womanly debris

we’re drowning ourselves and all of humanity

wasting our hearts on the sleeves of our vanity

leading our daughters like lambs to a slaughter

to a life of insanity with no dreams to barter

everlasting

 
I have come
face to face
with every illusion
that would
silence
my revelations
chastise
my unstrained
behavior
temper
the boldness
of my speech
clip
the wings
of my flights of fancy
imprison
my heart
in caution and restraint
and
I have not been moved

now
with a steady heart
I embrace
one simple truth
you are
my one true love
for all time

in my heart 
in my life
and
in my world
you are
love to me

you are
its faith
its hope
its joy
its promise
and
its glory

you are
what heals
what protects
what empowers
what enlivens
my life
to grow
beyond measure

you are
its miracle
its wonder
its gift
of human expression
and
in all that
you are
you are
love
to me

Beyond the World of Dreams

We look at our world with unbelieving eyes, tears rise up from the wellspring of our hearts, moistening our eyes and sliding down our cheeks. We are weeping the blood, feeling the pain and mourning the death of our brothers, our sisters and our children in a land far away. We are brought to our knees by their suffering and their loss, agonizing with guilt and frustration over the invisible stance and the unheard cries of the people of our land, "We don't want this war! We never wanted this war! End this war -- NOW!"

How do we rise up from the tombs of the American dream and breathe life into the souls of our own beings -- we the invisible, we the unheard, we the very backbone upon which the American dream was built? What will it take for us to see that we must move beyond the world of dreams into the light, into the love? We are on the brink of disaster, skirting the very edge of hope, swooning and groping without a safety net below. This war is our enemy and our ally, our downfall and our opportunity, our nightmare and our awakening, our burial and our passage --- beyond the world of dreams.

I am here

what of these roots

planted down

deep and through

the soles

of my feet

should I have tried

to reach

down deep

into the warm

beating heart

of Mother Earth

and deftly 

disentangle you

from me

I am here

with roots

deep inside

your heart

healing

your pain

and

facing

your fears

I am here

holding

your hand

to your heart

so that you

can feel

how steady

she beats

for you

I am your woman

we are a part

of each other

you are my lord

and I shall have

no other

I am here

loving you

with my

deepest devotion

so that

you may feel

the power

of your own

self-love

we breathe

one breath

inhale

our love

exhale

our fear

we breathe

one breath

inhale

our fear

exhale

our love

we breathe

one breath

on our knees

as we pray

this haze

I will wait

for the rest of my days

if it takes that long

to clear this haze

of doubt and uncertain moves

of life without tracks

and tracks without shoes

of footprints without a soul

and a soul without a muse

just missteps and stumbles

beloved one

I hurt you
I hurt me
without intention
to desert you
never to desert you
I simply wanted you
to be free
free of me
free to choose me
free to fabricate
your own story
of your love's
true destiny
free to see just maybe
after all was said
and done
it was me
I was your true love, yes
just maybe
I was indeed
the One
free, my love free
no longer bound
by anyone's design
but guided
by the majestic power
of your own soul's destiny

the moment
I set you free
was the moment
I knew
I would devote
my heart
and my soul
to you
for the rest
of eternity

I never left you

my heart

beats for you

my soul

speaks to you

my mind

dreams of you

my body ripens

and blossoms

and hums for you

my love’s passion

so sweetly

it seeps

inside of you

so breathless

so hungry

so wanting

you are

to touch me

to taste me

to move in

circles and circles

inside of me

deeply

shimmering

cascading

falling

your soul

merging into mine

one breath

one heartbeat

manuel carbonell

remember when

there was only love

between us

the innocent bliss

of an eternal embrace

an endless moment of joy

basking in love’s warmth

delighting in love’s kiss?

remember how

we vibrated as one

echoing the sounds

you created

uttering the language

I wove

as we gave birth

to a continuous expression

of love?

Poesia selezionata per " armonie straniere"

photo by Camelia Rus 2006

I am your woman
now
in oneness
soft and tender
a yielding woman
infused with a
passionate love
to nurture
and sustain you
I am the fullness
in your heart

.
I am your woman
now
in oneness
I surrender
to your
deepest touch
to every deed
and desire
which moves
your heart
in love's expression
I am the vessel
of your joy

.
I am your woman
now
in oneness
patient and serene
a listening woman
entrusted with
your secrets
to unburden
and support you
I am the light
in your darkness