The Dawning


A feeling rising –
Like the smoke filled lungs of my 14 year-old self.
A feeling I thought was lost.
A nostalgic yearning of energetic bliss –
Like the sweetness of Love’s first kiss
Washing over my body –
Like the ocean kissing the sand.
Like the sunset kissing the horizon.
Engulfed within the flames of desire.

A lifetime seems to have past since then-
Like I have died every day,
And I had been reborn every night.
A bleeding heart –
Only knowing the blade of sorrow
Like the crimson tears of the Virgin.
An existence in the shadows –
Fading into the darkness, losing ground –
Like the sinking hole of my heart.
My Soul shattering –
Like the fragmented prism of twilight.
Into the night –
Enveloped by the umbra of a broken heart.

A single moment –
Reseting time –
Like an antiquated program –
An execution of my sorrow.
The sweet aroma of bliss is
Like the Universe rising up in you –
Like the first breath of life.
The heartbeat of my Soul –
Resurrecting –
Like the burning rays of daylight’s first blush.

(C) S. Slate 11/19/17

Image Credit: Helen Nelson-Reed


The Beginning of the End

Your energy is my medicine,
As it fills my heart and my head –
Breathing fast,
Heart racing,
I will always remember what you said.

I feel you come near –
Embracing my soul my Dear.
Wrapped arms, wrapped lips
Into oblivion our toes dip.

I feel you seeping into my veins,
Our heart’s set off
As we take the reins.
Floating into oblivion –
The world crumbles and laments.
As we rise into the heavens –
Life as we know it ends.

Birthing our destiny.

© S. Slate 2016


Hands stretched out,
Almost falling off the ledge.
The truth comes out,
When you finally reach the edge..

Reflection of the situation –
Nothing but the frustration.
Karmic inclusions
Yet – Karmic seclusion,
It was nearly just an illusion.

I let you go
Because I needed to show,
Myself – how much I deserve,
Something so much better –
Settling for nothing lesser.

Cords cut, Doors shut,
My heart was running out of luck.
Promises broken,
In the end, I couldn’t hang on,
Nothing to show in the long run.

The hardest thing I’ve had to do
Was my emancipation from you,
To myself, I had to be true.
As tears run down my face,
Myself, I had to brace,
It’s time to embrace your erase.

*S. Slate 2016*

The Play of Fate

There is a touch so light –

Like a feather, it brings me to my height –
Of ecstacy encasing –
That feeling, forever chasing.

Your soul’s essence – Fuels
My soul’s acquiescence.
Conjoined souls –
Together once again?

My first Love –
You permeate my Aura,
Shinning bright like the Aurora.
Like a mourning Dove,
I sit here, forever Dear,
My longing a cliché-
Having to keep my heart at bay.

My Soul – My Dove,
Two beings- so alike,
Two birds taking flight.
In our Jungle of Love,
Our souls lift up in the night.
To the Goddess – Devoted.
We reach the Tantric height,
Our bodies exploded.

As quick as it came, is as quick as it’s gone.
No hand to hold, my pillow cold –
Waiting for fate to play, is what my Guides continue to say.
So I persevere through life,
Following an intuition.
As I continue my path, in hopes –
My Twin will come into fruition.

*S. Slate 2016*

The Eye of the Storm

Sparkling essence,
Love once lost.
Glittering radiance,
Heart center of being.

Flowing of energy,
Back and forth –
Healing of the soul,
So true.

Blossoming pedals,
Enfolding in the night.
Protecting precious matter –
Souls of enlightenment,
We walk into the storm.

Microclimate of tornadoes –
A storm of love.
Knocking the Oaks around –
In the silence of night,
We reach the eye of the storm.

You and me –
Can’t you see?
We’re Like poetry.

Beneath the stars so bright –
Heart’s radiating under the moon’s light.
Souls flying high.
Connection at the root.

If only you could see –
I can love you better than she.
If only you could see –
How things could be.

*S. Slate 2016*

My Paradise

My Aura, energy
Of love, vibration
Of life, forever changed,
A standard unmatched.
Life has begun anew.

My Soul,
Set ablaze, trials
Of life, tribulations
Of spirit.
Forever expanding.
Ashes of my death.
Creation of my paradise.
Life has begun anew.

My Root, energy
Of love, vibration
Of life, forever changed,
A standard unmatched.
Life has begun anew.

My Spirit,
A Phoenix, forever
Etched in my skin.
Symbolic, of life
Unfolding, of spirit
Ashes of my death
Creation of my paradise.
Life has begun anew.

My Heart, energy
Of love, vibration
Of life, forever changed,
A standard unmatched.
Life has begun anew.

*S. Slate 2016*