My words came out like an unexpected hiccup
your reaction I couldn't see
but something tells me my terms you didn't need
I'd like to take them back and save them for a time
a moment more appropriate for words like mine
now I've spent them I'll never get them back
If you had reacted
responded
given back
a hiccup of a similar phrase
I'd feel much better these days
© Elizabeth Zsamboki
Wednesday, June 23, 2010
Tuesday, June 22, 2010
The World of Make-Believe
he found her on the ground low, broken, and afraid
he lifted her with his words and carried her in his embrace
he took her to the very stars she'd wished upon and showed her all her dreams
he repainted all her beauty that had withered in the salt
he carved her a brand new heart with the tools of his promises
he mended her soul with the rhythm of his body
the moment that her wings revealed the secrets of her feelings
he clipped them with the coldness in his eyes, his hands, his breath
he watched as she fell from the very stars that held her dreams
the vigilance of her amazing intuition decelerated her plummet
gracefully landing on two feet audaciously looking toward the sky
just another journey back from the world of make-believe
© Elizabeth Dominguez
he lifted her with his words and carried her in his embrace
he took her to the very stars she'd wished upon and showed her all her dreams
he repainted all her beauty that had withered in the salt
he carved her a brand new heart with the tools of his promises
he mended her soul with the rhythm of his body
the moment that her wings revealed the secrets of her feelings
he clipped them with the coldness in his eyes, his hands, his breath
he watched as she fell from the very stars that held her dreams
the vigilance of her amazing intuition decelerated her plummet
gracefully landing on two feet audaciously looking toward the sky
just another journey back from the world of make-believe
© Elizabeth Dominguez
My mouth is dry
My lips are cracked
My eyes are flooded
My cheeks are wet
My hands are naked
My hair is still
My back is cold
My feet are dangling
My words are heavy
My spirit is grey
My heart is empty
My soul is searching
I am dreaming
I am believing
I am striving
I am building
I am freeing
I am talking
I am giving
I am taking
I am living
I am growing
I am free
I am me
Elizabeth Dominguez
My lips are cracked
My eyes are flooded
My cheeks are wet
My hands are naked
My hair is still
My back is cold
My feet are dangling
My words are heavy
My spirit is grey
My heart is empty
My soul is searching
I am dreaming
I am believing
I am striving
I am building
I am freeing
I am talking
I am giving
I am taking
I am living
I am growing
I am free
I am me
Elizabeth Dominguez
Thursday, June 3, 2010
Protection
I removed my protective coat
Its fabric weighted me down
Held me from believing that I’d ever be free
unbound to live breath and see
View the world that lived outside of where I’d always be
The moment the clouds uncovered the sun
I drank the power of its rays
The strength ran through my veins
It tossed the garment with no refrain
Revealing my naked vulnerability
The warmth of the sun fed my soul
Gave me visions of my dreams
Filled my heart with comfort and ease
I felt the chill upon my back
Trying to ignore its painful tower
A drop of rain I felt it too
The clouds began to cool
The rays were now so few
No longer does the sun illuminate for me
My protective coat has lost its seam
Standing naked revealing the scars
Etched by heat from the yellow star
Elizabeth
Its fabric weighted me down
Held me from believing that I’d ever be free
unbound to live breath and see
View the world that lived outside of where I’d always be
The moment the clouds uncovered the sun
I drank the power of its rays
The strength ran through my veins
It tossed the garment with no refrain
Revealing my naked vulnerability
The warmth of the sun fed my soul
Gave me visions of my dreams
Filled my heart with comfort and ease
I felt the chill upon my back
Trying to ignore its painful tower
A drop of rain I felt it too
The clouds began to cool
The rays were now so few
No longer does the sun illuminate for me
My protective coat has lost its seam
Standing naked revealing the scars
Etched by heat from the yellow star
Elizabeth
Saturday, May 29, 2010
In The Middle
In the middle
The road split before her eyes
Afraid of leading in demise
Stuck in the middle…not knowing for how long
Listening to her own song
To the left
Wildflowers’ and berries grew alongside a foggy path
Butterflies fluttered in a wrath
Music spun bittersweet notes of freedom
Singing a song of newfound wisdom
To the right
Perfectly cut stone paved the way
Sidewalks and streetlamps lit up like day
Music played but not her taste
The smell of ammonia moved alongside the heaves
Its vapor has withered the leaves
In the end
Her song will play the loudest
Her smile will stretch the longest
Her heart will beat the strongest
Her love will be the truest
Her soul will be the fullest
The road split before her eyes
Afraid of leading in demise
Stuck in the middle…not knowing for how long
Listening to her own song
To the left
Wildflowers’ and berries grew alongside a foggy path
Butterflies fluttered in a wrath
Music spun bittersweet notes of freedom
Singing a song of newfound wisdom
To the right
Perfectly cut stone paved the way
Sidewalks and streetlamps lit up like day
Music played but not her taste
The smell of ammonia moved alongside the heaves
Its vapor has withered the leaves
In the end
Her song will play the loudest
Her smile will stretch the longest
Her heart will beat the strongest
Her love will be the truest
Her soul will be the fullest
Sunday, April 25, 2010
Clasping
Oh God please tell me you’re invested
That the words you’ve said are trusted
And the light in your eyes was not reflecting
Transmitting MY glow when they found me smiling
Show me the life I’ve diluted was not in vain
Authenticate that your feelings will remain
For when I heard your empty voice
My heart whispered “so wrong your choice”
Your inconsistent frame of mind
Is demanding my feelings to run and hide
My skin is parched for an embrace
Don’t let this chance fall from grace
If my grip for you I ease
Never again will you touch my sleeve
(c) Elizabeth
That the words you’ve said are trusted
And the light in your eyes was not reflecting
Transmitting MY glow when they found me smiling
Show me the life I’ve diluted was not in vain
Authenticate that your feelings will remain
For when I heard your empty voice
My heart whispered “so wrong your choice”
Your inconsistent frame of mind
Is demanding my feelings to run and hide
My skin is parched for an embrace
Don’t let this chance fall from grace
If my grip for you I ease
Never again will you touch my sleeve
(c) Elizabeth
Salvation
As the venom poured out of my mouth
I watched its fumes enter your body
I watched it reach your heart
It covered your soul and stole your strength
Your body quivered from the sudden attack
The guilt exploded in my heart
Releasing through my eyes
Guilty for my weary heart couldn't ingest the poison
Guilty for choosing to save
My drowning soul
My rusting heart
My dying life
Where were you when I
Screamed, cried, begged and pleaded
As my smile
My light
My love
Quickly faded?
I watched its fumes enter your body
I watched it reach your heart
It covered your soul and stole your strength
Your body quivered from the sudden attack
The guilt exploded in my heart
Releasing through my eyes
Guilty for my weary heart couldn't ingest the poison
Guilty for choosing to save
My drowning soul
My rusting heart
My dying life
Where were you when I
Screamed, cried, begged and pleaded
As my smile
My light
My love
Quickly faded?
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