Saturday, January 24, 2009

I Give My Love

My lord sees me not
My path he does not cross
Alone am I inside this stone tower
Cursed in crime by deeds my own

Dreams of him who does not breathe
Whose life I took in mine own agony
The soul I crave wanders beneath
Searching for one his love thus lost

A tangled web of lies, deceit such dishonor
Jealousy and rage of another
This curse of love has destroyed a life
Another stands waiting for deaths release

Bring him Goddess bring him back
Give him breath with sweet life
Let him love find happiness
His pure soul was offered thus

Mine soul I offer for Hades touch
Return my love to Mother’s earth
Tis my heart he holds no other does own
Help him forget that it was me

I beseech thee now open the veil
Let me enter I give my life
The underworld is what I wish
Take my hand for I fear not

Saturday, January 17, 2009

A little limerick silliness

Randy’s rambunctious rammer rallied rather ruthlessly at Sally's salty slammer.
Sally’s slammer hammered Randy’s rammer screaming in perfect grammar.

Salaciously salivating Sally slurped salty syrup surreptitiously.
Randy ransacked Sally’s righteous rack sucking enthusiastically.

Brightly just slightly Sally straddled Randy’s ridged rammer.
Randy quite determinedly wrangled Sally’s bouncing wammers.

©Saroya Poirier


A grave neither deep enough nor dark enough to hide
No place distant enough to feel safe, secure invisible
Never enough pieces of me to satisfy all
Needs greater than the sum of me, frayed edges
Ragged torn bursting to be free tied bound chained

Still, unmoving, no breath, yet they search me out
Night or day demand on me, nothing left to give
Needs theirs, mine holding back no response, tried
Pain emotional physical tears of frustration

Spinning tight unwound undone frayed
At the edge of a precipice undecided unsure
To long lost, to long used, to long afraid
Tired fears mine unnecessary destroyed

A hollow swirling emptiness unremarkably sad
Searching vibrations lamentations echoing inside
Static sharp painful refreshing comforting dark
Cocooning soft cushion enveloping blindness

Quietly lying under cover of darkness speak not
Sweet silence curled inside brings peaceful thoughts
Troubling thoughts numbing rest interrupted dreams
A grave neither deep enough nor dark enough to hide

© Saroya Poirier 1/10/09

to all those in the Cold

We’re having a heat wave
A tropical heat wave
Snow plows and mittens
The weathers below freezin

I'm sweatin in long johns
My socks are electric
It’s snowin in Hoboken
And frozen in Fairbanks

If this is a heat wave
Then I must be dreamin
My coffee was steamin
Now it's just freezin

I know when it summer
Hotter than hell here
I will be dreamin
Of snowmen and skiin

It’s hot in Las Vegas
Wet in the northwest
Here on the east coast
Our breathin is freezin

So I’ll just keep dreamin
Of tropical summers
Warm blue waters
Giant anacondas

No, that’s not right
This isn’t a dream
Turn up the heat
I can’t feel my feet

©Saroya Poirier

I wrote a little poem
A ditty maybe witty
A smile for those who are frozen
By this winters ice and winds
In the northern tundra
O’ the border in Canada
From Idaho east you go
Where snow blows stays more each day
Wrap up stay indoors
Do something to keep you warm
Sweet kisses Warm Hugs
Bodies warm much love
What do you do
When the cold keeps you at bay?

Muse prompt on AWH

Shattered life
Broken dreams
Lost mortality

Shredded moments of peace
Ragged cliffs frozen seas
Breath scattered o’ the earth
Stealing away quiet mirth
Irretrievable time
Seeing all the sublime
Calm waters cracked ice
This was my price