"Walls of Ice"
Icicles have walled up my heart
Haven't heard your voice in a long while
Once I would have missed the sound
Perhaps my ears have iced over, too
Echoes linger of you in every part
Yearning for you stopped after a while
Once I would have felt so bound
Until I broke free and let go of you
Finally, I walked away but the coldness spread
All of my insides are frozen over
Like I made walls of ice to keep out the sun
Like I made walls of ice to keep out the love
Once I would have fought the apathy
Not now, oh no, I let it wash over me
You don't get to burn me with your love
Or erase my need with all your wants
Until I broke free, I never knew how bound I was
Rescued by reason and my walls have grown
Frozen high, icy towers in my soul
All of my insides are iced over
Couldn't let you burn me anymore
Everything ...is going numb
8/3/15
Elizabeth Azpurua
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"Poisoning Defeat"
My too wild heart, my ribs have caged
My soul so long in want has aged
My lifeless eyes are shunned by you
No longer will my body do
You want a viper
You want a thief
You want a devil who offers relief
You want a demon
You want a piece
Of the pie with poison release
My too wild heart, my ribs have caged
My heart so long a war has waged
My parched lips can't utter what you need
From you I beg a word, I plead
But you want a viper
You want a thief
Your mistress offers your relief
She'll be your devil
Her tongue so sweet
Yet her poisoning is your defeat
7/26/15
Elizabeth Azpurua
Showing posts with label love. Show all posts
Showing posts with label love. Show all posts
Monday, August 10, 2015
Wednesday, July 22, 2015
Louder Is The Ache
My soul, for you is aching
Crush my bones into powder
I've been let down
Sorrow is singing louder
Drown out the sound
Barest moments of speech
In the increments of thought
This hallowed ground
Your wounded heart I sought
But still I never found
Louder is the sadness
Louder is the ache
Louder breaks my heart now
Such a wounded state
Crush my bones into powder
I've been let down
My wounded hearts sings louder
Bitterness now found
I've been let down
I've been let down
By Elizabeth Azpurua
Crush my bones into powder
I've been let down
Sorrow is singing louder
Drown out the sound
Barest moments of speech
In the increments of thought
This hallowed ground
Your wounded heart I sought
But still I never found
Louder is the sadness
Louder is the ache
Louder breaks my heart now
Such a wounded state
Crush my bones into powder
I've been let down
My wounded hearts sings louder
Bitterness now found
I've been let down
I've been let down
By Elizabeth Azpurua
Thursday, October 2, 2014
Grey Duct Tape Robot
"Not a Robot"
We all grasp for a quality of rightness
A sense of belonging
And importance
Meaning and depth
We seek grace and power
All vying for position at the top
To be honored by our peers
Not me-
I want solitary expounding of thoughts
Crashes of intellect
Imaginative journeys
No sense of belonging
To a form or a product
I am not a robot
9/28/14
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"Grey"
I color the world around me in grey
why? because I can I say
I needn't be a sunny shade or such
because I like the grey so much
I like the foggy morning misty days
and like the storm clouds billowing
I like the dingy, darkening haze
and like the wind that's whistling
I am a stormy soul of grey
not a sunny sort of shade
I color all the world around me so
because grey is all that I know
by Elizabeth Azpurua
5/29/14
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"Duct Tape"
This world is a troublesome one
Not sure how we got along so far
It wasn't from numbers or wishing on stars
or from fallen eyelashes, I assure you
Must have been blood, sweat and tears
duct tape and glue
A hope, a prayer, and I got by with you
Elizabeth Azpurua
We all grasp for a quality of rightness
A sense of belonging
And importance
Meaning and depth
We seek grace and power
All vying for position at the top
To be honored by our peers
Not me-
I want solitary expounding of thoughts
Crashes of intellect
Imaginative journeys
No sense of belonging
To a form or a product
I am not a robot
9/28/14
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"Grey"
I color the world around me in grey
why? because I can I say
I needn't be a sunny shade or such
because I like the grey so much
I like the foggy morning misty days
and like the storm clouds billowing
I like the dingy, darkening haze
and like the wind that's whistling
I am a stormy soul of grey
not a sunny sort of shade
I color all the world around me so
because grey is all that I know
by Elizabeth Azpurua
5/29/14
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"Duct Tape"
This world is a troublesome one
Not sure how we got along so far
It wasn't from numbers or wishing on stars
or from fallen eyelashes, I assure you
Must have been blood, sweat and tears
duct tape and glue
A hope, a prayer, and I got by with you
Elizabeth Azpurua
Friday, September 19, 2014
From "Your Blue Eyes Meet My Brown"
Taken from the poem "Your Blue Eyes Meet My Brown"
You and I are of the same cloth
Your blue eyes meet my brown
the way the mountains reach
up towards the sky
I don't now words poetic enough for this
Read in the book "The Sky and Sea Are Lovers"
By Elizabeth Azpurua
Wednesday, September 17, 2014
Frenzied Passion Dance
The lamp glows soft and casts light across
the bars of this golden headboard here
and soft beneath my knees this bed
spill me across these cotton sheets
this overwhelming lust for touch
and breath that heats my cheek
My palms are damp with seeking you
and nearly at the edge
your lips against my shoulders and
your teeth that graze my neck
those hands that grasp or hold me close
and eyes that do entrance
I can't seem to catch my breath here now
this frenzied passion dance
and feel that overwhelming strength
this journey in your hands
To turn around and touch your curls
all blonde that kiss your brows
and ache to feel your fingertips
undoing me there now
Your eyes enrapture pools of blue
and lips that steal my soul
my release I fly to heights for you
and together feeling whole
the time is short don't break the moment
and steal away until I find you again
By: Elizabeth Azpurua
2/28/10
the bars of this golden headboard here
and soft beneath my knees this bed
spill me across these cotton sheets
this overwhelming lust for touch
and breath that heats my cheek
My palms are damp with seeking you
and nearly at the edge
your lips against my shoulders and
your teeth that graze my neck
those hands that grasp or hold me close
and eyes that do entrance
I can't seem to catch my breath here now
this frenzied passion dance
and feel that overwhelming strength
this journey in your hands
To turn around and touch your curls
all blonde that kiss your brows
and ache to feel your fingertips
undoing me there now
Your eyes enrapture pools of blue
and lips that steal my soul
my release I fly to heights for you
and together feeling whole
the time is short don't break the moment
and steal away until I find you again
By: Elizabeth Azpurua
2/28/10
Friday, August 29, 2014
The Sky and Sea Are Lovers Excerpt
From "Love Like the Sky and Sea"
...Yet like the sky can’t keep the sea
And like the sea can’t hold the sky
Sometimes love is an opposing force
Leaving you not knowing why...
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...Waves may crash and topple down
Seas may roar and battle on
My love will always stay bound
To seeking the edge of dawn...
By: Elizabeth Azpurua
Saturday, May 31, 2014
Love Does Hurt
A chance I took when I did fall
Into the
arms of love beneath me
Yet waiting there a serpent curled
With gaping
jaws to swallow me
Nothing of the sort of love like stories told in days of
yore
Just a death with silver tongue and nothing left anymore
They say love shouldn’t hurt you
This isn’t
true
Often times what hurts the most is the ending of your fall
That doesn’t end in lovers arms, but instead ends it all
5/29/14
by: Elizabeth Azpurua
Wednesday, April 9, 2014
Awed by the Sea
"Claimed by the Sea"
Perhaps if I grow fins and scales
And learn to sing songs of whales
I'd find below your shipwrecked soul
Saving you would be my greatest role
But without feet I'd be chained to the sea
Saving you would mean I'd not be free
To walk above with you on land
Or bask in the sun-drenched sand
Such a fate that would prove to be
No matter what claimed by the sea
By: Elizabeth Azpurua
4/6/14
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"Awed By You"
Lately I don't know what else to think
Just on the edge of reason, on the brink
Would that I could settle us down
Build us a place I may have found
I'd do anything to keep that smile upon your face
Your olive skin, your sable hair and unkempt grace
I feel I am awed by all that you seem
May I applaud all that you dream?
Perhaps we can be just what I need?
Lately I don't know why my thoughts are far reached
Looking for moments, my heart's been breached
You've opened the doors to feeling
Leaving me breathless and reeling
I'd do anything to keep that look upon your face
Your blue eyes, your sable hair and unkempt grace
I feel I am awed by all the you can mean
May I applaud all that I have seen?
Please agree to be just what I need
By: Elizabeth Azpurua
4/9/14
Perhaps if I grow fins and scales
And learn to sing songs of whales
I'd find below your shipwrecked soul
Saving you would be my greatest role
But without feet I'd be chained to the sea
Saving you would mean I'd not be free
To walk above with you on land
Or bask in the sun-drenched sand
Such a fate that would prove to be
No matter what claimed by the sea
By: Elizabeth Azpurua
4/6/14
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"Awed By You"
Lately I don't know what else to think
Just on the edge of reason, on the brink
Would that I could settle us down
Build us a place I may have found
I'd do anything to keep that smile upon your face
Your olive skin, your sable hair and unkempt grace
I feel I am awed by all that you seem
May I applaud all that you dream?
Perhaps we can be just what I need?
Lately I don't know why my thoughts are far reached
Looking for moments, my heart's been breached
You've opened the doors to feeling
Leaving me breathless and reeling
I'd do anything to keep that look upon your face
Your blue eyes, your sable hair and unkempt grace
I feel I am awed by all the you can mean
May I applaud all that I have seen?
Please agree to be just what I need
By: Elizabeth Azpurua
4/9/14
Monday, March 17, 2014
I Must Need You
Just today I, I, I was stuck trying
To see passed my wants
and to see what I need
but you're the one thing I cannot let go of
green eyes, and white hands, and whether I know of
a way to let you go, I can't
I am throwing up my hands
I must need you like the trees need the sun
I must need you like a wolf needs to run
I must need you like the air needs you to breathe
I must need you like the forest needs the trees
I must need you like the dandelion needs the breeze
I must need you like the air needs you to breathe
Yesterday I, I, I was left deciding
To let go of my wants
and learn what I need
but you're the one thing I always heard of
green eyes, white hands, a man among men of
courage and strength and grace
I know I've been forced to face
I must need you like the trees need the sun
I must need you like a wolf needs to run
I must need you like the air needs you to breathe
I must need you like the forest needs the trees
I must need you like dandelions needs the breeze
I must need you like the air needs you to breathe
I can't be me, without wanting to be -
what you need
By: Elizabeth Azpurua
To see passed my wants
and to see what I need
but you're the one thing I cannot let go of
green eyes, and white hands, and whether I know of
a way to let you go, I can't
I am throwing up my hands
I must need you like the trees need the sun
I must need you like a wolf needs to run
I must need you like the air needs you to breathe
I must need you like the forest needs the trees
I must need you like the dandelion needs the breeze
I must need you like the air needs you to breathe
Yesterday I, I, I was left deciding
To let go of my wants
and learn what I need
but you're the one thing I always heard of
green eyes, white hands, a man among men of
courage and strength and grace
I know I've been forced to face
I must need you like the trees need the sun
I must need you like a wolf needs to run
I must need you like the air needs you to breathe
I must need you like the forest needs the trees
I must need you like dandelions needs the breeze
I must need you like the air needs you to breathe
I can't be me, without wanting to be -
what you need
By: Elizabeth Azpurua
Wednesday, January 15, 2014
Walking Circles
endless is the circle I am walking
tired of repeating all this talking
like I can change how you are
no body knows the pains I'm feeling
tired of pretending I am healing
I don't want to be what you are
I want to be able to walk away from all of this
and stop the walk that makes my fists
reach skyward high
Circles I had been walking became how I exist
to throw up my arms and my fists
shouting skyward high
I hate this
endless was the days I was repeating
tired to the core where hope was fleeting
like I could change the way you were
no body knew the depth of my needing
tired of the ache and the words I was reading
like I could make you forget her
I want to be able to walk away from all of this
and stop the walk that makes my fists
reach skyward high
Circles I had been walking became how I exist
to throw up my arms and my fists
shouting skyward high
I hate this
I forgave you and I still loved you
I wanted only the best for you
but you hate you and you won't love you
and how can I show that to you?
endless is the way that loves is taking
tired in my bones and my soul aching
I cannot change the way I hurt
I want to be able to walk away from all of this
and stop the walk that makes my fists
reach skyward high
Circles I hated walking and how I did exist
throwing up my arms and my fists
shouting skyward high
I hated it
I hate this
by Elizabeth Azpurua
tired of repeating all this talking
like I can change how you are
no body knows the pains I'm feeling
tired of pretending I am healing
I don't want to be what you are
I want to be able to walk away from all of this
and stop the walk that makes my fists
reach skyward high
Circles I had been walking became how I exist
to throw up my arms and my fists
shouting skyward high
I hate this
endless was the days I was repeating
tired to the core where hope was fleeting
like I could change the way you were
no body knew the depth of my needing
tired of the ache and the words I was reading
like I could make you forget her
I want to be able to walk away from all of this
and stop the walk that makes my fists
reach skyward high
Circles I had been walking became how I exist
to throw up my arms and my fists
shouting skyward high
I hate this
I forgave you and I still loved you
I wanted only the best for you
but you hate you and you won't love you
and how can I show that to you?
endless is the way that loves is taking
tired in my bones and my soul aching
I cannot change the way I hurt
I want to be able to walk away from all of this
and stop the walk that makes my fists
reach skyward high
Circles I hated walking and how I did exist
throwing up my arms and my fists
shouting skyward high
I hated it
I hate this
by Elizabeth Azpurua
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Monday, October 14, 2013
Love? Or Just another lonely night?
I bet you've tried a time or two
put yourself out there
let go of being scared
Thought you'd seen the light
found the one you need
now you could succeed
and then it all went wrong
I bet you cried a time or two
wishing for the way
that people keep promising
Thought it'd turn out right
that you found what you need
and you wouldn't beg and plead
but, damn it turns out wrong
Will it always rain when you're wanting sunshine?
Does it hurt to say you're tired of saying "I'm fine"
Tell me do you know the way to love that feels right
or is it always going to be just another lonely night?
I've tried a time or two
and then tried not to care
see how well I've fared?
Thought I'd find the light
and learn what I do need
like I could succeed
when I'm always wrong
I have cried a time or two
wishing for the day
tired of promising
that I'll be alright
when all I need
was hope to intercede
but I was so wrong
Will it always rain when you're wanting sunshine?
Does it hurt to say you're tired of saying "I'm fine"
Tell me do you know the way to love that feels right
or is it always going to be just another lonely night?
I've learned to love the rain without the sunshine
Learned to perfect the art of saying "I'm fine"
Maybe I'll never learn a love that feels right
Just writing songs on another lonely night
Damn it, and tell me why it seems
that all of our dreams
come after sleepless nights
where we don't know?
Damn it, tell me why love seems
to combat all our dreams
unraveling out nights
in all that we don't know?
Will it always rain when you need sunshine?
Will it always hurt to tell them you're fine
Is there a way to find love that feels right
or just a way to another lonely night?
Oh, I don't know
I don't know
By: Elizabeth Azpurua
Tuesday, October 8, 2013
It's All About Blue Eyes Here
"Twinkling Blue"
You give that wicked grin
and eyes a twinkling blue
I know you're thinking things
involving me and you
I want to stay and listen
to your laughter here
Capturing your happiness
caught inside your cheer
10/8/13
By: Elizabeth Azpurua
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"Eyes of Blue"
sometimes I reach out to shadows when reaching in dreams
to catch you while lucid; moments unraveling their seams
they're fleeting and dodge me until I awake
to torments of daylight and moments of fake
I just want to see you
and your eyes of blue
9/30/13
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"Your Blue Eyes Meet My Brown"
I'm trying to think of a poem
to explain the way sometimes
I feel you're apart of me
but there aren't words fluid enough
to express the notion that
you and I are of the same cloth
your blue eyes meet my brown
the way the mountains reach
up towards the sky
I don't know words poetic enough for this
9/27/13
All By Elizabeth Azpurua
You give that wicked grin
and eyes a twinkling blue
I know you're thinking things
involving me and you
I want to stay and listen
to your laughter here
Capturing your happiness
caught inside your cheer
10/8/13
By: Elizabeth Azpurua
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"Eyes of Blue"
sometimes I reach out to shadows when reaching in dreams
to catch you while lucid; moments unraveling their seams
they're fleeting and dodge me until I awake
to torments of daylight and moments of fake
I just want to see you
and your eyes of blue
9/30/13
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"Your Blue Eyes Meet My Brown"
I'm trying to think of a poem
to explain the way sometimes
I feel you're apart of me
but there aren't words fluid enough
to express the notion that
you and I are of the same cloth
your blue eyes meet my brown
the way the mountains reach
up towards the sky
I don't know words poetic enough for this
9/27/13
All By Elizabeth Azpurua
Wednesday, September 25, 2013
Midnight Spider
"Midnight Clarity"
Why does it seem clarity is an after midnight thing
where you're forced to face the fact
the one you want doesn't want you back,
and the one you need you just don't want?
You're dodging bullets like an elephant
and you're feeling pain you let yourself feel
by chasing things that just weren't real.
There are no midnight unicorns,
just wishes dressed as horses wearing horns
9/24/13
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"Spider In The Rain"
Why does it seem I'm hateful and I'm wasted on you now?
You say I'm such a wrong one, tell me oh, tell me how
because I see it like this: I been begging on these knees
for some porridge or a pot of money making beans
and I need some institution that can fix my troubled mind
oh, tell me why you think I've been unkind?
Lately, I been scrambling like a spider in the rain
hurrying to save my web and stop all my pain
You think I am hateful and I am the mean one
but you are not offering me anything now, hun
So tell me I am the wrong one when I'm barely here
hanging on by a single thread caught inside of fear
I need a magic bush to grant me daily bread
and a genie bottle love, to save me from my dread
I need an institution to fix my troubled mind
but you are telling me I am never kind
I been down and I been hurt and scared
With my luck, how would you have faired?
I been scrambling like a spider in the rain
tangled, caught, and out of luck; insane
9/25/13
Why does it seem clarity is an after midnight thing
where you're forced to face the fact
the one you want doesn't want you back,
and the one you need you just don't want?
You're dodging bullets like an elephant
and you're feeling pain you let yourself feel
by chasing things that just weren't real.
There are no midnight unicorns,
just wishes dressed as horses wearing horns
9/24/13
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"Spider In The Rain"
Why does it seem I'm hateful and I'm wasted on you now?
You say I'm such a wrong one, tell me oh, tell me how
because I see it like this: I been begging on these knees
for some porridge or a pot of money making beans
and I need some institution that can fix my troubled mind
oh, tell me why you think I've been unkind?
Lately, I been scrambling like a spider in the rain
hurrying to save my web and stop all my pain
You think I am hateful and I am the mean one
but you are not offering me anything now, hun
So tell me I am the wrong one when I'm barely here
hanging on by a single thread caught inside of fear
I need a magic bush to grant me daily bread
and a genie bottle love, to save me from my dread
I need an institution to fix my troubled mind
but you are telling me I am never kind
I been down and I been hurt and scared
With my luck, how would you have faired?
I been scrambling like a spider in the rain
tangled, caught, and out of luck; insane
9/25/13
Thursday, September 12, 2013
No More Anymore
my love was - sought for
like a lover but done for
I am unwitting and I am sore
but who says, oh who says more?
should she linger?, no - she shan't now
does his finger hold the power now?
did the dam break the new day?
oh, come again, oh come what may
E'r the dawning comes like cold rain
awash our souls in the bitter pain
does it hurt now? something says yes
and burns the soul as it aches the chest
my love was - just a wish
like I spent time awaiting a wish
to be born from the edge of this
in an escaping sigh or a kiss
shall they linger?, no - they should not
let them wander or lost or become forgot
like a day, or dawn, or a ray, or gone -
said the silence, said the silent dawn
in a whimper, or a whisper, or a song
she said come what may, come along
Oh, be still, oh unsure, but tarry on
and wait for the rain to be gone
linger just enough 'til the dawn
my love was - silence now
to be burnt in my flesh how?
Like a live wire, a lightning bolt of pain
should I let it mark and scar and remain?
I am unwitting and I am sore
and I do not want this anymore
no,
I cannot want it at all - no, no more
no, I cannot want it anymore
9/7/13
like a lover but done for
I am unwitting and I am sore
but who says, oh who says more?
should she linger?, no - she shan't now
does his finger hold the power now?
did the dam break the new day?
oh, come again, oh come what may
E'r the dawning comes like cold rain
awash our souls in the bitter pain
does it hurt now? something says yes
and burns the soul as it aches the chest
my love was - just a wish
like I spent time awaiting a wish
to be born from the edge of this
in an escaping sigh or a kiss
shall they linger?, no - they should not
let them wander or lost or become forgot
like a day, or dawn, or a ray, or gone -
said the silence, said the silent dawn
in a whimper, or a whisper, or a song
she said come what may, come along
Oh, be still, oh unsure, but tarry on
and wait for the rain to be gone
linger just enough 'til the dawn
my love was - silence now
to be burnt in my flesh how?
Like a live wire, a lightning bolt of pain
should I let it mark and scar and remain?
I am unwitting and I am sore
and I do not want this anymore
no,
I cannot want it at all - no, no more
no, I cannot want it anymore
9/7/13
Wednesday, April 3, 2013
Common Anchor
"Rarity Is Not Common"
There you are building a castle in the sand
when you could have built the greatest stone mansion in the land
There you go claiming you found your wishing star
when all you did was capture a firefly inside a jar
Silly fool, you think you know it all now, don't you?
Justify what you did to her so you can prove
you weren't the fool, you weren't wrong
like you were the victim there all along
There you are claiming you found a pot of gold
but I see corn in a barrel now rotten and old
So go ahead and prance around like you're the wise
and I'll await the day you finally realize
You traded rarity for something common
4/3/13
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"Sinking by an Anchor"
martyrdom
I will go down with this
drown by this
or be consumed by it
my pendulum
is knocked down by this
do I exist
beyond any of it?
I will hold on to this love like an anchor to sink me now
and drown in the bottom of the sea I made for you and me
I in my back and forth have fallen deeper still
with no thought of letting go; no strength of will
martyrdom
For this cause I will die by this
drowning bliss
to be consumed by it
my pendulum
is knocked down by this
I do not exist
beyond any of it
I am only knots and strings tied to this sinking thing
taking me down and down in the sea I made for you and me
I in my back and forth have fallen deeper still
with no thought of letting go, no, I never will
No, I never will
4/3/13
There you are building a castle in the sand
when you could have built the greatest stone mansion in the land
There you go claiming you found your wishing star
when all you did was capture a firefly inside a jar
Silly fool, you think you know it all now, don't you?
Justify what you did to her so you can prove
you weren't the fool, you weren't wrong
like you were the victim there all along
There you are claiming you found a pot of gold
but I see corn in a barrel now rotten and old
So go ahead and prance around like you're the wise
and I'll await the day you finally realize
You traded rarity for something common
4/3/13
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"Sinking by an Anchor"
martyrdom
I will go down with this
drown by this
or be consumed by it
my pendulum
is knocked down by this
do I exist
beyond any of it?
I will hold on to this love like an anchor to sink me now
and drown in the bottom of the sea I made for you and me
I in my back and forth have fallen deeper still
with no thought of letting go; no strength of will
martyrdom
For this cause I will die by this
drowning bliss
to be consumed by it
my pendulum
is knocked down by this
I do not exist
beyond any of it
I am only knots and strings tied to this sinking thing
taking me down and down in the sea I made for you and me
I in my back and forth have fallen deeper still
with no thought of letting go, no, I never will
No, I never will
4/3/13
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Thursday, March 28, 2013
Tapestry
...there need not be, this apathy
nor this need to come out angrily
like you perceive this sinful thing
when there's no sin inside loving
so shelter your woes and hold your head
while stomping on the words we've said
but better yet, come take our hands
together tightening loving strands
...but you shall carry those battle flags
signs with words that rhyme with rags
like you perceive this sinful thing
where there's no sin inside loving
so shatter your reservations and move on
instead of mocking these folks for wrong
far better is to come take our hands
together tightening loving strands
...for what are these claims and these shouts?
nothing but hate, displays of your inner doubts
like you perceive this sinful thing
when there's no sin inside loving
so shrug off this nonsense upon you now
let go of hurting and reclaim your vow
to love and to take our hands
together tightening loving strands
of this tapestry we all call life
By: Elizabeth Azpurua
nor this need to come out angrily
like you perceive this sinful thing
when there's no sin inside loving
so shelter your woes and hold your head
while stomping on the words we've said
but better yet, come take our hands
together tightening loving strands
...but you shall carry those battle flags
signs with words that rhyme with rags
like you perceive this sinful thing
where there's no sin inside loving
so shatter your reservations and move on
instead of mocking these folks for wrong
far better is to come take our hands
together tightening loving strands
...for what are these claims and these shouts?
nothing but hate, displays of your inner doubts
like you perceive this sinful thing
when there's no sin inside loving
so shrug off this nonsense upon you now
let go of hurting and reclaim your vow
to love and to take our hands
together tightening loving strands
of this tapestry we all call life
By: Elizabeth Azpurua
Wednesday, March 27, 2013
Languid Floating
My lips across her shoulder
taste her collar bone
her lashes spell out longing
and say "don't leave me alone"
Her hair is on my shoulder
it intertwines with mine
I fear I am dreaming
please don't give me a sign
I just want to hold her
nearer to me still
and wake with her come morning
laying there until
the words that I will whisper
remind her of our dream
where we were languid floating
in skin colored like cream
By: Elizabeth Azpurua
Saturday, March 23, 2013
Learn to Fly
He pushed you off the ledge, didn't he?
He flew with you a while, I did see
He became your wings
and your will to fly
Then he left you there to fall and die
I've been on the ledge before, you see
Several men before have pushed me
They gave me wings
so I could fly
Then they left me to fall from the sky
I've been where you are so to speak
falling from heights to make you weak
and still you long for the wings
that held you aloft so long
I've been where you are in a sense
where falling could never recompense
the gift that was those wings
that gave freedom for so long
But darling, you must learn to glide
whether with wings or the strength to survive
there's nothing but air around you
and the threat of the ground below you
so embrace the wind, embrace the sky
and soon you will learn on your own to fly
Stay clear of the ledges and don't look down
someday someone will come around
and fly by you
they'll fly by you
with wings they earned on their own
because they had to
He flew with you a while, I did see
He became your wings
and your will to fly
Then he left you there to fall and die
I've been on the ledge before, you see
Several men before have pushed me
They gave me wings
so I could fly
Then they left me to fall from the sky
I've been where you are so to speak
falling from heights to make you weak
and still you long for the wings
that held you aloft so long
I've been where you are in a sense
where falling could never recompense
the gift that was those wings
that gave freedom for so long
But darling, you must learn to glide
whether with wings or the strength to survive
there's nothing but air around you
and the threat of the ground below you
so embrace the wind, embrace the sky
and soon you will learn on your own to fly
Stay clear of the ledges and don't look down
someday someone will come around
and fly by you
they'll fly by you
with wings they earned on their own
because they had to
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Monday, February 11, 2013
Words, Trees, Wings and Wine
My words are the anchor in me
like the way roots work for a tree
this is my
reason why
I breathe
2/9/13
::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::
don't coat my silver heart in brine
and waste
don't still my beating wings
and change my fate
my eyes are glued to the moon
my hands are seeking you
just bathe my fragile heart in wine
and haste
E.A.
1/26/13
::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::
Take me, my pale fellow
and lead me into the wood
my hands are seeking trees
my heart so misunderstood
Yet you're the one
who always showed me how
to be OK with being me
and what I've become now
Take me, my pale fellow
and sit with me in silence
there are no words within the trees
that actually make sense
2/11/13
::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::
Your chords you tried to tie me with
To bind me to my own wit
and leave me here in the shade
Your words you tried to lie and with
your tongue you wished it
but I will not now be played
So settle now the score my friend
and let us not sit here and pretend
there is no need for tying us in knots
So hear me now my not subtle friend
I need this here right now to end
I shall not be double crossed
Not again
1/26/13
like the way roots work for a tree
this is my
reason why
I breathe
2/9/13
::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::
don't coat my silver heart in brine
and waste
don't still my beating wings
and change my fate
my eyes are glued to the moon
my hands are seeking you
just bathe my fragile heart in wine
and haste
E.A.
1/26/13
::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::
Take me, my pale fellow
and lead me into the wood
my hands are seeking trees
my heart so misunderstood
Yet you're the one
who always showed me how
to be OK with being me
and what I've become now
Take me, my pale fellow
and sit with me in silence
there are no words within the trees
that actually make sense
2/11/13
::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::
Your chords you tried to tie me with
To bind me to my own wit
and leave me here in the shade
Your words you tried to lie and with
your tongue you wished it
but I will not now be played
So settle now the score my friend
and let us not sit here and pretend
there is no need for tying us in knots
So hear me now my not subtle friend
I need this here right now to end
I shall not be double crossed
Not again
1/26/13
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