Ascension and Silence

Snaking slowly,
heavy mountain mist
hangs- -clings,
constricts the forest.
Cold air moist and thin
steals my breath- -
climbing life my struggle,
ascending in silence- -
ascension my intension 
beyond the inevitable
changes coming
with darkness- -burning
with light, brightly bleeding
energy for seeding stars
feeding a work of art- -love,
heart and soul,
in heavy silence 
and thick mountain fog.
Changing landscapes
clawing- -clinging
heart scapes and footsteps
toward inward ascension
outward- -upward
                               silence
and me, moving
in conjunction
with the stars.
Let go of the fog- -
it lets go of you.

Copyright 2012, by Suzie Ashby.

Sentience

 

Eyes closed,
I walk my fingers
over faces I hold
dear and familiar,
absorbing distinct features- -
textures,
a meditation on life,
                                       love.

Smooth autumn leaf faces
awaiting wind’s whispered magic,
to be feathers- -
aloft and dancing.
A cool granite face,
spiked and dimpled- -
dappled lichen scales curl
across the surface.
Times imprints- -
bedtime stories
of musty earth.
Wrinkled pine bark,
a rough face- -weathered
cloaked in whiskered wisps
of tangled moss
tells of north wind’s
brutal snow- -
life in stages- -staged by nature.

Familiar faces,
life’s changes- -
the future of pasts
always present- -ghosts- -
reality and memory,
imagery- -sentience,
eternal love being light.
I read textures in longhand,
the way I write love notes
to lovers I’ll never know- -
knowing those I’ve loved,
I will always love.
Their features immortalized
in natures textures.
Eyes closed,
sentient- -
I walk among the faces
I hold dear and familiar.

                        
copyright 2012, by Suzie Ashby.

Universal Motion

 

Universe in motion
energy flows- -Earth flows
constantly in spiral.
Clouds flow electric
energy bends branches
in waves of wind- -
rainbows the sky.
Universe in motion- -
constant humanity,
love energy never dies.
Life in motion- -
seeds driven by song,
rain given promises
carry us along- -
cleansing, purifying.
Moon forced tides roll out,
rising, swelling- -crashing,
a constant pull and push- -
together- -apart,
we’re all a part.

                      My heart flows
                      a river of emotion
                      and motion- -yet,
                      calm- -motionless
                      I listen,
                      surfing vibrations- -
                      clinging only to Earth
                      and her nature of motion
                      in motion.
                      Universal Energy
                      in constant ceremony- -
                      a dreaming,
                      drumming, singing
                      with my ancestors- -
                      sage smoke curling upward- -
                      prayer ceremony.
                      Eternally grateful,
                      I dance
                      to life’s music
                      in universal motion. 

 

Copyright 2012, by Suzie Ashby.

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Beginning

The love of my life (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

Snakes shed- -
a shifting
from one phase
to another.
Winter lets go
giving up its
blankets to
spring’s bursting- -
new life pulsating.
Color storms
our senses- -
we begin again.
Metamorphosis- -
butterfly magic
works in stages.
                I let go- -
                old lovers
                for new.
                It’s hard
                sometimes,
                letting go of
                borrowed
                treasures,
                one age for
                another- -size
                for another- -love,
                for another love.
                Life changes,
                exchanges energies- -
                renewal is
                light over darkness.
                                Endings
                                never- -never
                                really end.
                                Don’t give up,
                                listen- -my heart
                                purrs for you.
                                Hold on to me,
                                see I’m already yours.
                                Focus,
                                breathe,
                                now let go- -
                                it’s just the
                                beginning.
                                We’ve barely
                                scratched the
                                surface together- -LOVE.

 

Copyright 2012, by Suzie Ashby.

 
                               

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Dreaming Silences

Image via Wikipedia

Silences beneath
a mass of swirling gray
ensconcing the biting,
soon numb cerebral
dance- -neurons
bursting in slow motion- -
faded memories
of your warmth
manifest still-shot images
borrowed from the silences
of time apart.  Those almost
images- -almost warmth
to tuck into

Wishing beyond
these cold dreams
flowing sideways
from my lips- -syllables,
broken arrows
caught in my throat- -
I need for needs sake
to know- -to feel,
how to feel in the reeling
without your warmth
in which to awaken- -to
wake the silences without
shattering the silence
I crave- -and crave you
screaming in whispers.

“The eye sees a thing more clearly in dreams than the imagination awake.”
                                                                                                              Leonardo da Vinci.

Copyright 2011, by Suzie Ashby. 

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Night Sing

Winter Whispers- -Waiting

 

Under winter’s                                            
icy face
river whispers.
Her life- -still,
waiting.
           Awaiting
the sun
warm and golden,
like the fire
in your eyes
during night sing.
I wait- -
you never miss
a drum beat
getting to my heart- -
wrap my legs
around the fire
in you.  No more
waiting like the river- -
flow with me.

Copyright 2011, by Suzie Ashby.

Photograph Copyright 2011, by Suzie Ashby.
From Family Photos.

On My List

Your Eyes.

 

Sunshine on my
grocery list,
a wish for change- -ultimately
must come from within

I begin the steps
erasing my list
and set about
starting again

Your ink blot eyes
wink up at me- -
feathered blotches
resembling love

An easy answer, love
warming- -exciting, inviting
your eyes always
make the sun shine

I should remember that
for emergencies.

Copyright 2011, by Suzie Ashby.

Photgraph Copyright 2011, by Suzie Ashby.
From family photos.