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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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.

Walk About

Love has him
out collecting the wind
and rainbows
in a jar- -trying to feel
what he knows
in his heart- -his mind knows
and so it goes out walking
about life- -trying
to find himself
in the coming
and going
between the ins and outs
of self-awareness and being,
his being, positively- -negatively
charged energies,
a walking stick- -fine line
between two poles
juxtaposed to love light
and starlight- -both
curving his universe
within- -without
second thought
to karmic polarity he
bends at the knees,
weak- -enlightened,
in love.

Copyright 2011, by Suzie Ashby.