Wednesday, February 5, 2014

Circles (Círculos)



Rip van Winkle awake at last
cobwebs cleared
eyes straining against the harsh light of reality
crops withered
fields left to rot
by those tasked with tending
those I trusted



Emotions once a glacier, now like Armageddon's asteroid
the tidal wave sweeps me up
buries me deep beneath the waves
dapples of sunlight ripple above
Whispers of untrue companions stinging my ears
making it difficult to know which way is up
Swimming nonetheless.
Portions of my life flood my eyes
Lead to confusion, makes me swim harder
Circles



Impossible not to feel the pressure awareness brings
My heart simmers with just-now-accepted-as-real slights and neglect
by those I struggled to shield
from the judgement their actions demand



Acceptable no longer
How dare they



Rebuild my perspective, calibrate my actions
Love those who have harmed me
But withdraw



Stop wasting effort
on those unworthy
Be myself and enjoy
sharing that with those who appreciate it



Sickened by the fear of others
that twists their actions
to hurt themselves
to hurt me



Like radiation to my loving, open heart, poison
not welcome.
Help and run
Love from afar



No interest in being safe
Tired of being sorry
So tired






Rip van Winkle despierta por fin
telarañas despejadas
ojos esfuerzo contra la luz de la realidad
cosechas marchitadas
izquierda los campos que se pudra
los encargados de cuidar
quienes confié



Las emociones una vez un glaciar, ahora como asteroide de Armagedón
el maremoto me Barre
me entierra profundo bajo las olas
Dapples de onda de la luz del sol arriba
Susurros de compañeros falsos ardor mis oídos
por lo que es difícil saber por dónde pasa
Sin embargo la natación.
Porciones de mi vida inundan mis ojos
Llevar a confusión, me hace más difícil nadar
Círculos



Imposible no sentirse que trae la conciencia de la presión
Mi corazón hierve a fuego lento con solo-ahora-aceptar-como-real desaires y abandono
por quienes me esforcé por escudo
desde la sentencia su demanda de acciones



Ya no aceptable
¿Cómo se atreven



Reconstruir mi perspectiva, calibrar mis acciones
Amar a los que me han perjudicado
Pero retirar



Deje de perder el esfuerzo
a los indignos
Ser yo misma y disfrutar
posibilidad de compartir con aquellos que aprecian lo



Asqueado por el miedo de los demás
retuerce sus acciones
de lastimarse
hacerme daño



Radiación a mi corazón amoroso, abierto, un veneno
No la bienvenida.
Ayuda y ejecutar
Amor de lejos



Ningún interés en estar a salvo
¿Cansado de pedir perdón
Estoy tan cansado


20 comments:

  1. No words to describe this poem's beauty!! It's just amazing..great thoughts..beautiful emotion!! Love, love it so much <3

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    1. You are so wonderfully sweet, dear. That is SO encouraging!!! Thank you very much :)

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  2. Hi dear!
    Oh, you are so talented, love your words
    xoxo

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    1. You are so kind to me, sweetie. Such a wonderful friend you are :)

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  4. Lovely thought and amazing pics.

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  6. very nice poem,you have a talent
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  8. Oh this is so sad! Beautifully written, heartfelt, but definitely very melancholy. Are you ok? X

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    1. Thanks so much, dear. Yes, OK would be a good word for it. This poem was part of a recent awakening. The start of a journey to stop looking outward all the time and see who I am, who I want to be. In the process of that, it became clear the people I was letting linger in my life did not care about me, just what I could be for them. Needless to say (and as you can tell) that hurt me quite a bit. Encouragement such as the wonderful stuff you provide me has gone a long way to help with the healing and letting me know there is a chance for me to find people who will find value in me. Thank you very much for that :) xo

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  9. poetry man! All the poetry.... me thinks you be having trouble expressing yourself again... use your words! .... lovely stuff this .... but I gots to wonder.... NHL PBS

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    1. NHL to you as well. The discovery process of self is quite the bumpy travel all on its own. Some people are like speed bumps to that process and this poem is for them :)

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