Saturday, December 16, 2017

Moonlight

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The forthcoming of fall is upon us
As autumn winds, commence anew
Spellbound, gazing at the harvest moon
A revelation that awakens the essence

I now yearn for the cold, long nights
As the darkness is a port, my haven
Becoming one with the elements
In the coming fury of the tempests

The raging – untamed force of nature
As the winds howl, placating my soul
A heart undone, becoming whole anew
Beckons to heal, even for a brief moment
Within the deafening roar of the storm

May there be a season of awaiting sorrow
As the leaves fall, kindred to falling tears
Silenced is the voice; words remain unheard
An eerie feeling consumes, yet fascinates
The calling felt deeply within the core

I see the light in this darkness, the path
Yet, I stray far away from these rays
The dark grey skies that now befall
Are kindred to the minds-eye, befitting
All that which now resides, in this heart

Be there a time, as I so longed for the sun
Those days, now lost in a different space
An era that once was, but now gone astray
A creature of the night I am, a dark nymph
One that cannot be caged, nor constrained

Listen; listen ever so closely to the melody
As the moon begins to sing a sweet lullaby
So serene, bewitching the senses timelessly
Do NOT speak of the warmth of the sun
A nymph of the night I am – captivated

In cover of shadows do I dwell, eternally
As the season comes and goes –reflecting
A heart that bleeds with no sign of stopping
Pressing the pen unto page – without end

Yes my beloved, my moon, my sweet muse
I have loved you since the beginning of time
Fallen mesmerized within the magnitude,
Of your enigmatic nature –bewildered
As the radiance completes my dark heart

I roam beneath the silvery moonlit paths
Dancing and swirling amongst the stars
As newfound life pulsates in these veins
In the anticipation of your sweet release

Copyright © 2/2014 Lucy Martins


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Tuesday, May 17, 2016

Awake


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Fully awake – eyes open
At the break of dawn
The ray of light shines down

Another day comes forth
Relentless and merciless
As the sorrow deepens

A mourning unlike, another
A loss, yet not a loss – gone
Silently the heart is breaking

Be there no reason to smile
Days – Nights, all the same
Long gone, miles away

A distance painfully etched
“Mea culpa”, this I know
Memoirs, call through time

One-step forward, a chance
Two steps back, withdraw
In all that is well-known

In a world I love, my haven
This impenetrable barricade
In exception to only one soul

Dare to define these emotions
Unleash them in a love so pure
As peace sets into our essence

The smile never fading
Those soulful piercing eyes
Penetrating, make-shift barrier

Where does one go from here?
Beneath moonlit skies, waiting
A calling, a whisper – a voice

In the final hour, known is love
By no means subsiding, over
Awakened, only to drift in time

Copyright © 2016 Lucy Martins

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A Ray of Light

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As darkness engulfs your soul
Drowning with no sign of light
Damned be these circumstances
Pulling me down on my knees-

Inexhaustible battle from within
Looking further beyond, sedated
Searching a sign from above me
To guide and take my hand softly

Is there anyone listening out there
Can anyone hear my frantic pleas?
Silence this torturing of my soul
Ripped apart – falling into pieces

Looking upon a small smile to love
That tiny hug that pacifies my heart
A ever-lasting love giving me strength
To fight this war brewing ahead of me

One that crosses all known boundaries
Bestowing the urge to grasp unto life
My sole reason to breathe – live anew
Enlightened - finding my way once again

Copyright © 2011/2016 Lucy Martins


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Wednesday, January 27, 2016

Transcending Barriers

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Transcending Barriers

A singular bond that transcends
Breaking – Surpassing all barriers
Invisible to the naked eye, yet known
Only by those who hold this key
Weakened states find strength
Within this circle to move on
Misery’s pain withdrawn solely
By the other finding solace
A force beyond imagination
Whispers of wisdom heard
Coming from distant shores
In minds-eye, feel the presence
As you fall within this embrace
Hear my song – as I sing to you
Heard is the song I lovingly chant
Laying aside, the strife withheld
Behold my ray of light - see me
As I guide you along set path
Take my hand knowing in core
I shall right every immoral act
As you walk through darkness
A haven held dear - well known
Standing ground in battle - forsaken
Will be each and every scar bestowed
Among toxic tongues - renounced
Makeshifts beds - are readily made
It is there all debts are paid ten-fold

Copyright © 2008/2016 Lucy Martins aka Deathwish


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Monday, January 25, 2016

Bemused


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Bemused

Where did it start?
When will it end?
Seemingly difficult to comprehend

Silence now reigns
Endless days – countless nights
An internal battle fought with might

Simply ponder on this notion
Of which may be right
Yet, still at every mishap
Deem to discern this plight

Be there no rhyme, nor reason
Tis´ just another season
As trials – tribulations
Come and go at every turn

One may debate – dictate
All these trials and errors
As the darkness consumes
Eating away at the core
Drowning in this vast abyss

Confusion – Delusions
May befall trying times
Even on a daily struggle
Dare to rise to occasion
Through the decadence
Of yet another year at loss


Copyright © 01/2016 Lucy Martins

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Thursday, October 1, 2015

As September Ends by Lucy Martins and Flowetic Justice

The forthcoming of fall is upon us As autumn winds, commence anew Spellbound, gazing at the harvest moon A revelation that awakens the essence

I now yearn for the cold, long nights As the darkness is a port, my haven Becoming one with the elements In the coming fury of the tempests
The raging – untamed force of nature As the winds howl, placating my soul A heart undone, becoming whole anew Beckons to heal, even for a brief moment Within the deafening roar of the storm

May there be a season of awaiting sorrow As the leaves fall, kindred to falling tears Silenced is the voice; words remain unheard An eerie feeling consumes, yet fascinates The calling felt deeply within the core

I see the light in this darkness, the path Yet, I stray far away from these rays The dark grey skies that now befall Are kindred to the minds-eye ,befitting  All that which now resides, in this heart


Be there a time, as I so longed for the sun Those days, now lost in a different space An era that once was, but now gone astray A creature of the night I am, a dark nymph One that cannot be caged, nor constrained


Listen; listen ever so closely to the melody As the moon begins to sing a sweet lullaby So serene, bewitching the senses timelessly Do NOT speak of the warmth of the sun A nymph of the night I am – captivated

In cover of shadows do I dwell, eternally As the season comes and goes –reflecting A heart that bleeds with no sign of stopping Pressing the pen unto page – without end

Yes my beloved, my moon, my sweet muse I have loved you since the beginning of time Fallen mesmerized within the magnitude, Of your enigmatic nature –bewildered As the radiance completes my dark heart

I roam beneath the silvery moonlit paths Dancing and swirling amongst the stars As new found life pulsates in these veins In the anticipation of your sweet release

- Lucy
I cast the shadows of my fever upon her encased in the  breath of the autumn breeze. I have watched her roam in her loneliness from a far, betwixt the many minions of my only companions, the shimmer of those infinite stars. , yearning for her in the lifetime of my suspended longing.

She used to trot hot with the fools who  fought their fever in the solar gaze, those who only knew the imperfect rapture of the morning rise, and not the sweet darkened dominion held in the end of days. I waited so patiently for her to stray as she shunned the fondness of the lunar mass.

My path to her was an arduous one and I knew my journey would not  be short in length  but she was different from all the others I had seen and I was captivated  each night by the subtle beauty of her vision. The heart of the ancient awoken slowly overtime in its hardened thump each time I became the target of her eyes. .

I am commander the demons of the darkness, I am the puppeteer of  the shadows that cling long as they sign their names on infinite walls, and I am the architect that manipulates each strand of silver that descends in the depths  of  the night. Yet she was my infinite detraction and soon became the focus of my eternal intent.

The leaves began their death dance upon the withering limbs of the trees of man and season changed to that of the sinful and dammed, for such is the cycle of each earthly year. I could hear the painful pour of her tears as she was enveloped in the sweet sorrow of the summers lost. Aye, ‘tis the time of the coming frost where I become ruler of the fallen dawn and the emperor of the malevolent eve.
In that September so sublime I knew that she would be mine, for she came to with extended hand so fair. I held her there.  in the silence of my sequestered realm, as we lay swinging wide in the waiting cradle of doom. We bonded in the lap of a centuries storm for it had been forewarned that the day would come when I would have my bride.

The ravens caw in their approval , the wolves howl from mountain high, the bats ride the currents of the air, and the creatures of the night rejoice. Her voice called to me in my woven solitude and now here she has unburdened me from the shackles of my simplistic resolve and blessed me with the thorny crown of the light that drowns for I became her white prince of her black eclipse the moment my name fell from her lips.

We gather our wool for the ensuing winter when she will dance beneath me on the seas of frigid ice as I send the spot of my illumination down upon her and watch her twirl beneath my kingdom of the endless pitch. The season of my sweet wicked witch, for we have  both succumbed to the deviance of each other’s spell. What stories we shall tell as become intertwined in the hungers of the tundra’s frozen boon.  

She is my ascending descending angel that flew to my side from the soils of the planet that spins at my feet. My queen of  tortured elegance, the twisted sister to the sirens of the sea that call the ships to their ends, the first to let me enter her depths  and wipe away the fetid waters that had been wept and the inglorious pain brought to her by hands of men. Let me leave my sanctioned mark upon her waiting skin as I become the envy of the elders of time and lord of my celestial kin.

In time we shall become the legendary sum of  the opaque one, filling the hole of the halved as is becomes the mold of whole. She the navigator of my revolutions  and I the slated gate keeper the prison of her precious soul. For such are the melodious played by those who hear the thunder of their forgotten fruition  and the call of their forbidden lust, the resolution that join us in the only glorious pact that we shall ever trust, in the seas of the seasons when the days turn cold.

This is how it begins, when the flames burn in the ties that bind and the chords that forever burn, the wheels that secretly turn, as September ends.


- Justice

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Wednesday, September 30, 2015

A Love Dreamed

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Winds of change have commenced 
So forceful that pacifies – placates 
Such tortured a soul through ages 
Dare smile, as you pick up the pen 
As words spew forth once again

 A Love Dreamed 

A mere glimpse – The vision of you 
A silly smile plays across my face 
Bringing new meaning to life 
An invisible force – magnetic pull 
As rebirth seeps back into soul

A Love Dreamed 

Philosophy of life kindred to my own 
Making one dare to dream anew 
A mere possibility finding ones way 
As beliefs, collide so harmoniously 
A connection with no need for words

 A Love Dreamed 

Reborn from certain death of me 
Ever to feel whole in every sense 
Much needed peace of mind 
An accomplice to my soul 
A part of me, making one

 A Love Dreamed 

Opening my heart, abandonment 
Nevermore to hold back, melting 
To feel your touch upon my skin 
Longing to feel whole, alive 
In every sense of this meaning 

A Love Dreamed 

Like a dream within a dream 
A vision – A recollection 
Lost through space and time 
Déjà Vu´ images in minds-eye 
As all thought resides in you 


Copyright © 6/2011 Lucy Martins 


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Ode to the Venomous


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Smiles of yesterday
Now long gone
In the midst of decay
The heart befalls sorrow

With every passing of day
Images play without end
Twisting one inside – out
Calling solace unto soul

The weight of the world
As trials and convictions
Consume the essence
In a ceaseless fashion

Toxic tongues spewing
Malice – lies in deceit
No knowledge of truth
Reveling in own mayhem

In absolute bitterness
Do they dwell
Duality in persona
“Hidden” from the world

Not! I see their faces!
May mercy befall them!
As “karma” shall rule
As the true self unveils

Tis’ known the eternal rule
However, it may be awhile
At the hands of true fate
As love swiftly turns to hate

In my spirit, be there only love
Bestowing endless compassion
To those who reign within heart
Surrendering to destined course 

Through the weakness of core
Comes the strength within
Rising resolutely to occasion
In a state of enlightenment
  
Copyright © 11/2012 Lucy Martins

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Ode to the Dishonorable


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Tell me my “friend”
What ails you?
Is it envy of my life?
Shall we switch roles?

I would gladly bestow
All heartache – sorrow
Carried throughout life
In the depths of the abyss

Speak not of the unknown
Instead, peer within mirror
Seeing your vile reflection
This shall not delude me

For I shall never be you
Nor can you ever be me
Able to hold my head high
With no doubt or shame

Death can call upon me
As in this heart – soul
No guilt weighs me down
Can “you” say the same?

Copyright © 11/2012 Lucy Martins


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Lies

Tuesday, September 29, 2015

The Calling - A Collaboration with Poet Todd A. Carter


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A calling amidst the moon and stars
of a love so divine that transcends
A longing of the hearts desire
a completion of the counterpart

Silence reigns the days and nights
as sorrow takes hold of existence
Hoping to be heard in the whispers
of the sublime nights beckoning

The longing felt is much deeper than
the shallow desires of mind
Two souls still intertwined eternal
long after the flesh untangles of carnal lust´

You feel a hunger that never ceases
as the heart pangs to be nourished
sense the haunting radiance
The slivers tease, of moon lit nights

Calling
            Calling
                       Calling

On a distant shore, loves sublime
be the sole possessor of the key
The one who shall unlock all
of which resides within heart

Such sweet mysteries to unravel
within the mind, body and soul
In the silence of nights whispers
carried upon the autumns breeze

Listening
                Listening
                              Listening

......Of closed eyes and fingers tips
Lips softly trace the trail of tears
and taste the salts of long dead seas,
where the sirens call was laid to rest

Sweet music like chimes in spring
inebriated in the scent of rose
and the velvety smooth, petals touch
as the whippoorwill sings

Calling
           Calling
                      Calling

Awaiting a sign amid the silence
hearing the captivating melodies
Enraptured is the essence of being
as I yearn to yield to song anew

To awaken in true loves embrace
as days, go by in tell-a-tale fashion
Where nothing else exists – absent
a mere moment in time, at a standstill

During the night as I listen…
                  It is where you listen…
To the beckoning of another’s core
In each heartbeat filled with sorrow

Copyright © 12/2012 Lucy Martins/Todd A. Carter


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Star-crossed


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I gaze silently at the stars
Shining so brightly above
Lost in thought so deeply
A calling unto the essence
Longing to feel a presence
As my whispers are carried
Upon a soft spring breeze

Known is what resides in core
Utterly sublime be this notion
So immeasurable – so timeless
The undying silence bestowed
Unhinges all reason – disbelief
Grows within mind – uncertain
Be these thoughts – disturbed

Longing to reach out – touch
Another soul – as did my own
Ever so deeply, now imprinted
A missing piece called in time
In sweet melodies of the night
Through visions once revealed 
Inside the window of my soul

Sharing these divine mysteries
Unknown – be the light of day
Known – be the calling of night
Communicating, in minds-eye
Gifting the power of knowledge
When darkness now descends
Underneath the moon – stars

We become one with nature
Absorb every sound – listen
In which, it shall tell a story
Unfolding a destined course
Seeing what eyes will not see
Hear the sweet calling within
Ascending as the spirit soars

Traveling, betwixt space – time
Feel the warmth of a soft touch
Held close, in such sweet rapture
Wrapped around in times of need
Serenity – be solace unto the soul
Listen to the melody of the heart
As it calls out forever, voicelessly  

Copyright © 3/2012 Lucy Martins

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Rise Above


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I rise - I fall
With the coming of fall
Nature takes hold
Within each, every turn
I scream upon deaf ears
No understanding - Indifference
I look through eyes of darkness
In this light - I take flight
Soaring through darkened skies
My silhouette against moonlight
A vision - Pure, yet simple
In the dark there is light
Amongst light, there is darkness
Not all seen is good
Only the blind can see
In this constant battle
Back and forth
A constant swaying motion
As you look upon the sea
The coming and going of tide
Beautiful in light
A splendor cast within moon’s light
A picture captured
Yes, the true essence
The fine line we walk
Capture this motion
Sweeping all in my wake
I see the light in darkness
Other’s can see light in day
Look beyond the naked eye
Fear not darkened forms of beauty
Dance within its light-
A beacon that shines - Guides
In moonlight whispers
Calling through distant shores

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Memories