http://dls.demesnes.net Poetry, Fiction, & Writings by Aine MacDermot Mon, 17 Dec 2007 05:12:32 +0000 http://backend.userland.com/rss092 en you look in the eyes of people to see if they feel the way you feel, they hide themselves, and so you don't find out. what you are thinking about stars makes you feel very lonely, while the moon is on your forehead pelting you with silver light, as your thoughts sink into silence. i cannot reach you with my ... http://dls.demesnes.net/2007/11/08/harmonies/ erasing this line... hope you don't mind... can't find the right time or the rhyme, that goes on in my mind http://dls.demesnes.net/2007/06/06/the-lost-verse/ I am far from where you are, your body sleeping, your eyes dreaming, the wind blows three words softly, as i whisper the secret, and you are entirely beautiful, a silent picture, in my heart. http://dls.demesnes.net/2007/02/11/valentine/ night and the tides flow oh, how far i am from home may the goddess see that our love might be each heart wants to know dream the dark night away hope i don't lose my way may each step be true on my path to you until the light of day http://dls.demesnes.net/2006/11/24/dream-walk/ i know mySelf don't need no name there's a hole in my soul the colour of rain there's an empty shell yet some things remain shining silver and old the colour of rain just a doll on a shelf a song full of pain not to have or to hold the colour of rain talking to myself homeless once again turn the path on ... http://dls.demesnes.net/2006/11/13/the-colour-of-rain/ I write my poems and the pain between the lines; I love in waves and the surf is rising again. (I dream I'm sailing with you in my fantasy.) The sails go flying out in dark and silent signs, An endless sea speaks as the waves roll in: I die at your touch and your ... http://dls.demesnes.net/2006/10/14/adjacent-seas/ wisdom night, singing in silence, when i knew hunger, too; and the winter world crying like blizzards. a book of stone, its words moved me, stars spiralled above, called to love; as a hungry world howled aloneness. the feel of truth, hewn from suffering, tempered steel solid, real; in a darkened world dying in Darfur. the godless globe, facing the goddess moon, indigo dawn, late, autumn; my Mother, the world orphaned your ... http://dls.demesnes.net/2006/10/09/voice-of-a-woman/ Eventually, the journey becomes one of leaving behind the shell... developing confidence... to live in the moment, escaping my own neediness. Yet I find I'm not quite yet ready to stop clinging to the layers and levels of "i", and slip out of my safe harbor... or to allow others ... http://dls.demesnes.net/2006/06/26/selfness/ sweet light that fills me from the silent fountain, streaming through me, illuminating the darkness where divinity lovingly looks at herself in the unclouded mirror, the pool within. her body permeates mine, i am not who 'i' seem to be concealed in this clay vessel, the sleeper has awoken, she has made her presence felt, i breathe in her song, exhaling her thoughts in ... http://dls.demesnes.net/2006/05/16/immortal-one/ wordless in silence, some erotic fragrance in moments of poppies, the sea's between us, in love came, like a storm caoining, i am torn... no preconceptions, a question, a glance, a path that connects something between us, sacred and divine as the colour of wine, in our idle hours seeing unseen things, the distant future, dreams, the past between us, fill the cup that clears past and ... http://dls.demesnes.net/2006/05/06/tea-for-two/ hey there, double dutch, so what's new, how 'bout you, i'm okay... nothing much, old wounds i'm licking still, i can't forget, he's not you, indeed, my words won't tell, this price i pay, buys another day, sometimes against my will, my so-called life, as such, though i ponder on it well, of you i've not yet had my fill, one ... http://dls.demesnes.net/2006/05/01/double-dutch/ for Her I sing and raise my glass, the wholly trinity Future | Present | Past, I see Her in all Her identities, deathless through deaths, revealing true divinity, as a Light piercing my Heart of Darkness, Her words, like colors jostling for attention on the palette of my thoughts, Her own secrets -- undiscovered songs within songs -- unsung, karma springing, ... http://dls.demesnes.net/2006/04/27/paint-and-poesy/ my bed is cold, the night is long, and on my tongue, a winter song, of you who are --- so far --- so far and yet so near maybe it's the time of year some how, some day i will find my way my words are bold, perhaps I'm wrong, to leave unsung, a winter song, of you ... http://dls.demesnes.net/2006/03/13/so-far/ in stillness in motion in the silence of sand in the roar of the sea in the salt spray in a kiss or a tear filling and emptying the sea within the unconsuming fire we had no speech and our oceans played beautiful music http://dls.demesnes.net/2006/02/22/water-of-silence/ sailor, your life blew the wind out of the sails of a mind moving, sketching the flow of a spirit beginning again, and again, a thousand waves pound in your heart, seascapes of imagination, a blue boat sailing the last frontier of consciousness. http://dls.demesnes.net/2006/02/08/blue-boat-sailing/