Wind

The wind whirled a sorrowful moan.
Vayu whispering thoughts that seep into you –
Moving right through you –
Chilling to the bones.

Turning tides and roaring oceans.
Deep within the water roars like an ocean on fire,
Cyclone of smoke-filled lungs
Exhaled –
Releasing the tragedy into the atmosphere.

Fueled hurricanes heading to the surface –
Getting closer and closer –
Right to the edge –
© S. Slate 2016

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The Flu

Curled up with the flu –
Not even the weather for stew.
Body aching,
Temperature rising –
Feels like I’m dying…

My heath always sacrificed –
Just keep pushing,
Just keep pushing..
No slowing down,
Because if I do..
Honestly, I’ll drown.

A single mother –
Always running late,
With no help or support,
I just have a lot on my plate.
I do my best,
And keep my chin up high,
Getting through life,
Following my mind’s eye.

It gets hard and it takes a toll,
My only comfort,
Me and my bowl.
Got to get that green in me –
Helps me think and clearly see,
Even helps with pain and PTSD.

Life might be hard,
But we will get through..
It just sucks when I get the flu.

© S. Slate 2016

 

Photo Credit: Justine Pretorious

Ghostly Predator

I see you trying to hide,
In the corner creeping.
Spying and eyeing the little children..
Licking your lips –
Ready for the feast of Energy.

There you are following,
Like a shadow that stretches into the distance –
Coming closer and closer,
About to grab –
But each time just beyond your reach.

You will never get them,
For I see you –
They will wisp through your fingers
Each time you prey..
They are protected
By the Light –
And the Dark will not survive.

© S. Slate 2016

Little Bird

I see the suffering in your eyes,
As little bird fills your head with all those lies.
Wings of grace – But another in disguise.

She sits on a branch, just out of reach –
But your mind she will always breach.
Her poison, she will leach –
As it drops on your crown,
Seeping into your ears with her sound,
Singing –

“Anger and frustration will be your demise,
As I fill your head with all your failed tries.
All your lies – you will pay,
For eternity, you will be your own demise”

Floating words, seep into your mind,
Your broken soul, you pay in kind.
As you die a thousand deaths –
With each one, you take your last breath.

Head drawn, eyes wept –
Mistaken steps – off the ledge you leapt.
A downward spiral of inner demons –
Robbing you of your inner dreaming.

What you fail to see –
Is your spark.
Your light –
Your heart shines so bright –

You shine like gold.
Like the sun –
Don’t let your heart and soul fold.
It’s the pressure of greatness –
Although, you feel it’s your
worthlessness.

I know you don’t see this now –
The envy is masked,
By the pain little bird endows.
She keeps you distracted,
Head spinning –
Gut wrenching –
In circles you keep swimming.

© 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*