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Holding the line

April 26, 2019 by dscribe1, posted in Poetry, Uncategorized

The last time I saw you,
I could have told you
how you make me breathless…
And, if wishes came true
You’d be all of mine
to an excess
because when you
-enter
a room, everyone else
exits-
I only see you…
Only want to
be yours…
Of course,
If I ever did confess
to all this
space you possess
in my secret heart…
Wouldn’t worlds fall apart?
Folks with self-serving interests,
dressed up in
protectiveness,
Would pull out stops
to crush our start…
It would be too hard and reckless…
Playing all my cards
In the battle for this, Love

Unless…

There is one more hush
I might still confess,
Let you know I recognize a test-
when I see one…

I could have said, all those things
To reassure you, yes
But, then
You never would trust
What your soul already knows
About us,
-would you?

Meantime…
Let me say this,
I love you enough,

And enough,

And enough,

-for the both of us,
to survive the war.

~D.E.

Night Travels

March 21, 2019March 21, 2019 by dscribe1, posted in Uncategorized

Goddess of moon,
I am Dreaming…
Coasting cumulus clouds
-casually
drifting in and out…
thoughts-centering
my soul’s rocket
Into
the cashmere softness
Of our shared galaxy

Honing in on
-electrically charged particles in the atmosphere.

This determined ascension
brings me to a high
-breaks gravity
Excites me to Ecstasy
drifts me everywhere you are…

This feels so sensually real,
-I am kissing air
Certain, I can caress
Your light from here…
Heaven yields its dome
And, I am gone
-Shot through sky
Like a star set free
All points of me on fire
and aimed at your night space
I feel at home here,
In your orbit,
Loved in your glow.
We become the bliss of twilight…
A final thought before
Crossing completely into
Celestial-ness…
-Mere mortal lovers must envy this
from below.

~D.E.

Pushing Play

March 4, 2019March 21, 2019 by dscribe1, posted in Poetry, Uncategorized

Driving,
headlights scan low against the horizon.
It is nightime
And, snow is falling…
Weighty flakes
Drift dreamily across my path
No one on the road but this whirlwind and me… This could feel like loneliness
But, it isn’t
Instead, I am struck with soft
realization…
I am journeying, with certain purpose
toward a destination
-Waiting for me
And, I am suddenly in love with the snow…
Loving how it quiets the world
and carpets everything beneath it
with a sense of purity
-beautiful stillness
Then, I know it is because
That is how I have come to love you
Not blind to what is blanketed below
But, grateful
for the myriad ways you are an
Unexpected snowstorm
just on the precipice of spring
blowing in as a wonderland
And asking me to
take my time
On this road,
Tread carefully,
Even on familiar byways
But, mindful
Tomorrow will be warmer…

I am reaching over,
to tune my radio to a love song,
Placing one hand at the top
Of my steering wheel
Leaning back
To relax
and focus fully
on the journey…

~D.E.

Worth Waiting for…

February 22, 2019 by dscribe1, posted in Poetry, Uncategorized

Love awakens
and smiles…
“Have you been watching me all night?”
I feign the truth
But, cannot lie
“Yes,” I say
But, it is only because the moon
was bathing you so gently, it’s tide
roused me…
And, though I would sleep,
the stars they sang lullabies to you-
Their song entranced me…
And, yet you were so close
I still wanted only to lay with you
But the night had built a cradle all around you
So, I was fearful to move nearer, too

Love in truth,
I was enthralled
At how each cared for you…

Soon, my lids heavy
I thought it might be my time
Then, to come and rest with you
But lo, the dawn came
and illuminated you
Until you were too beautiful
For me to look away…

Now then, my love she asked
“Would you take your sleep as I am
here with you?”

My reply:
Oh no, not now, dearest..
there is no sleeping to do
For just now God has said to
Me,
I was made to
Adore you…

~D.E

Who loves you, baby?

February 14, 2019February 14, 2019 by dscribe1, posted in LGBTQ, Poetry, Spirituality

Ah, February!

The month we celebrate 28 days of LOVE in and every fourth year, add one special day, to Leap for it…

But, of those days, none is more worthy than February 14th.

She reigns supreme…

Many a grand gesture…

In truth, I had a post all prepped and ready to go in honor of LOVE but, when I woke up, a thought took hold…keep it simple (well, simple for me). Makes sense, I think…

Why not just say it…

Say something…

I would know you…

Out of the blue
I’m lost
Falling head over heels
Stumbling toward
-Adrift in
What I am feeling-
Who is this,
Who whisks me out of the
World and into
The fog?
What otherworldly power has it
She?
To tether me,
in the mist
-at will
Did I choose the course?
Or is,
Such a love
As this
Boundless-
Indefensible,
Intense,
The likes of which
Only soulmates
Would wish
Willingly…
To give up-
Undo,
Undermine,
Risk…
Just
to find
Again, in a place like this?

I can prove to you,
Such a love exists….

~D.E

*Whether you have a love in your life or don’t, whether it is a good love or not so much, it is almost always tethered to how well you are willing to love yourself first…choose wisely.*

Happy Valentine’s Day!

Take to the ledge…

Cue the music…

LEAP!

At least…

January 9, 2019 by dscribe1, posted in Uncategorized

I am a romantic. But, I’m also a realist. Some things never go to plan, no matter how beautiful the intention is…

When Tom Hanks’ character in “Castaway” exclaims how grateful he is to have had Kelly on the island, with him….damnit, I get it. Who knows what’s happening back on the mainland?!

Sometimes, it’s all you can make of love, a visionary plan in your head, or heart as it were…

Because you have to press on.

I know…I carry my muse…I’m grateful, too.

Because she was with you, kept you, encouraged you,

saved you….

Onto the work of 2019.

POWER

I will paint the world with my love for you
Drape it’s scorn
in rainbow colored strokes
bowed and florished in the places
where upturned mouths
dare to spin
lies of our unGODliness

I will speak beautiful you inspired poetic verse
– against
the din
of small minded judgement
noting in iambic pentameter that
God’s truth
is too vast
for such
confined spaces.

I will play chords of rhapsody
becoming the digital extension of
great masters
A prophesising symphony against
the hypocritical ledger lines
of loving in abomination

I will pour out
my song
‘Til chords bend
spilling blood droplets into the winds
of change

I will make right the world with my love
– for you
It is my gift
from God-
And such things are not given of
darkness.

D.E.Womack ’17(Copyright)

Risk & Reward

December 7, 2018 by dscribe1, posted in Uncategorized

There is too much happening in the world. Lately, all I seem to think about is what are human beings doing?! Why are we here? There has to be something meaningful about being, doesn’t there? Is it love? Maybe. At least, the idea of it keeps me motivated still, IMHO we tend to do a lot of damage with that even if we get it right once in awhile. Perhaps, it’s faith? Just believing something, anything, lends power to a day, a choice, love again…we’ll see.

The Nature of Faith

This is such a delicate leaf,
Fallen from the tree,
and landed upon my open hand,
barely alive with living.
IT is yet
beautiful, shiny, and mostly green
BIG, with hints of yellow
I place it close and peer past the aura of connection
glowing from within its veins

Recognition.

Wonderous that here,
in the warmth of my care
Maybe, it is unaware of death,
Already encroaching,

Is this magic?
Would the cold ground have stirred it with a fear of Witchcraft or mysticism?

CHANGE.

Causing it to care so little for all its lost possibilities

that it dare not love

The last of these moments to bliss
Believing it still IS
a leaf
in my story
Just beginning its appointed journey?

D.E.