On that Day in the Darkness~
On that night the earth did rumble
and in my dreams I felt Me crumble,
For I must explode like fairy dust to disappear,
To travel back to my dreams where I have no fear
For in my dreams I have learned,
Of what I pursue, yields all I yearn,
For it is in the silence of my screams,
I find my way back to my dreams,
If I remain awake before the Moon’s sphere,
Then the anger of Life is all that I shall hear,
On the destruction of this wicked thrill
I know it to be my dreams, that the truth shall kill
As man’s blind fury will surely lash,
And to his whaling fist I crash,
Crash down hard againist me living an illusion,
So I return to my dreams, and with it, my own conclusions~
Viesta~ Damn may the truth set you free Lady~
98~
And Still the Living ~
Sterling is the sky as I awake each morn
To set forth once again on that quest
For some immaterial need I know not what,
as I am driven to seek and find it
Each day I repeat the dispirited trek
To end the day of no impending to my quest
But a premonition has overtaken me
My heart has in my quest
Grown cold
Then as if by some miracle
I am restored
Your smile, your thoughtfulness has penetrated
The icy surface that has covered my heart
I am reminded that my quest is worthless
If it quenches only the mind and not the soul
For today I have received a simple greeting of you~
Viesta 98~
I have folded me inside out,
pulling the corners neatly, securely
tucked deeply into the curves of my being
I am cinched down, can not see in, only viewing
outward, I can not be touched, can not be reached,
Devotedly attached solely to myself, I can not bend,
can not feel, can not want, will not sink, drawing again on the
frame of who I am, Me, keen am I to a world around me,
a world of one, my world, my hell, my angusih I wash in,
again and again I bath in my own world, free of words of others
vented to me, springing free I envelop the loss of no-one, only to
stand assured, I can not be touched, can not be brought back
to feel the world of other’s rights and wrongs in Life, for this is
mine, and no soul shall bare claim again to my world~
Viesta 98 Growing up and alone is harder than we think~
Fatigued
Some nights are terribly tired,
when the blows of a day's hours
drive us down below our living
to where the crocodiles glide.
There we learn to swim;
we pick up habits.
In these dark waters, we shove
others aside without a thought.
A great part of me is still submerged,
except for sight and breathing.
I've been trying to climb
back up for all this living~
Viesta~
Love Thunder~
We feel
the energy of it,
the impact
the bursting
the opening up
in the vaults of heaven~
Not far from from us
the trees feeling the shiver
under showy
lights of almost
multicolored blues and greens,
the strength was
there within
from without.~
Our days
of thunder
hold excellence
collecting
unto itself,
it brings relief
within the cleansing
of the soul
by grace of our
declaration in a rain
showers embrace~
Viesta Barker ~ 98~
I stroked the waves that morning with lore
as I trace foot impressions belonging
to someone of the night before
of magical, morning colors,
far beyond my reach,
as the current was going out today,
in the early morning's sun display,
with angels to canvas a brighter day,
Our moon was fading, the stars grew dim,
as the sundering morn bid farewell to them,
Morning Doves cooed, and bow above,
with angels painting the morning sunlight,
in hues from tears of indisputable love.
I watched the morning as it awoke,
and listen as the sea, calmly spoke,
of Our new and coming day.
By myself on the beach, not a soul in sight.
I watched as morning trailed away the night,
I drifted down the beach a way,
and watched as waves on the sand dunes at play
Earth found embrace in the sky, sky encompass the earth
they embrace each other as a new gathering is brought to birth,
Man with Woman of the earth and sky
stimulated in the linger of each other’s eyes,
With a soft kiss upon thier lips, so true of heart,
they found each other, knowing the other never to part,
As evening settles again, I glimpse a farewell to bid the sun,
to welcome back the rising moon my only one,
I sight the horizon , as it arches above, in shadows of the sun,
where the shadows met the light, we danced away to forever as One~
Viesta Barker, out of Love for Joseph Ward~ 98~
After the night of loving so right,
when love making is done
comes the morning sun to end our fun,
but in the after glo of who we were,
we knew love real love had to occur,
so I bend my body to kiss upon your forehead, with a
smile I depart knowing where we have lead,
Down the path to everlasting bliss, just to think my love, it
started with our first tender kiss~~~~~~~~
O Love is wonderful~
To Touch You Again~
Let the edges
of my trapped desire
stumble out of the night,
into the dark place
where lips form words to
move me towards you
where I dream in color
never feeling too much is ever enough~
Come here to me
in this place where hipbones salute
you in a entice of lust drawn from sweet encounters,
A place where the ecstasy will dance,
Caress me with words to move me deep into the me who
swallows your essence like
fine wine, as I dip my tentative tounge
into the warm liquids of you ~My Lover~
Viesta 98~
I Touched Love one Day~
I’ve seen love, been palpated, felt the
excitement in it, around the soul of love
I have danced the merry winds, to feel
the forevers~
A feeling that comes over me
when I look into your eyes,
Your deep, exquisite brown eyes
When I see your love,
I feel it,
Like a warm blanket around my soul,
Keeping me tepid on winter nights of my
cold moments when I am scared, like a child
I cling to your hand in hopes of forevers,
When you're not around,
I know you out there among a busy world,
Your heart is there, your love is there,
Your soul is there,
Looking into my eyes,
And seeing the love I have for you,
And my soul is with you,
Doing the same for you always,
I’ve seen love, been palpated, felt the
excitement in it, around the soul of love
I have danced the merry winds, to feel
the forevers~
Viesta~
The heart grows black,
for no need, in what I lack,
Deeply seeded in who we are,
the yesterdays are now my scars,
Bleeding, gaps open to the womb,
We walk this journey of unbarren tombs,
No where can the restless souls lie,
for the bounty of want in me slowly dies,
I tried it their way, to be part of the faction,
now I curl up in my own hard felt reaction,
Response of what we give up to sustain our claim,
Demands rub hard againist the formal grain,
So in speaking of what Life can bestow,
I’d rather take my chances in hell, far below~
Viesta~
She is a mere commoner,
lost in a world of her own piety
Cower ing through the darkness
He hunts her silently
Without a trace left
He takes her
Wiping away any existence of innocence
She may still posess
Silent screams echo
throughout her heart and soul,
She reaches for a hand,
from any in humanity
At frist imploring then entreating,
For the Life of peace she once had
never questioning his authority
For soon comes the day when he will be gone
She exsist until that day comes with
nothing but her silent screams~
Viesta 98~
Love, Armor of Soul~
Love the contradiction of addiction, a night transport,
ardor, obliging in shadowed getaways,
sentiments seeped in emotional denial, spare no victims,
Inquisitive sentient beings.fleeing, the inconsequential, mundane effort
of actuality,
On a flight of choice, a chance meeting,
Reality gave way to the unexpected, aspirations of nature in security,
Adoration buds, in the dark of the day,
and came to fruition in the light of a moon,
Murky water laying low,
the roaring stillness,
waiting to blow,
Wet waters run deep~
Passions, contained, confined, drained,
but still it smolders in the rain~
A whimsical date on Destiny’s path, clashed,
then came the change of course, a lost region altered by
circumstance whenVisions clouded are by the regard
of two hearts left too long to play alone,
A kiss drew me into, your breath,
You completed my being~
Passions, contained, confined, drained,
but still it smolders in the rain~
I am sick of the human race.
Tired of the Rat’s face,
No sleep for the weary
just dragging through the weak and dreay,
I have cried a ocean of tears, shit a river of pain,
Not withstanding the Life, just going insane,
To be insane is not a bad notion,
tis just a way of mixing a new found potion,
No one feels anymore, no one sees the beauty out there,
But I sit, I look at all of them, shake my head and stare,
The world is full of problems, but none are claimed,
The finger pointed at this one, now the gun has found its aim,
A man looked beyond me, screming, “God Damn You,”
How profound, what wisdom, his words rang true,
Now I realize, I feel it, I love Life, just ill at the living,
Surviving is not the key, its finding a way to stop giving,
Stop lingering in this world of many, live in a world of one,
Let Man with his justice exchange his crude concepts about Life,
Take another day at it, mix well, then stir in lots of strife,
Me, I would rather live it simple, no elaborate recipe,
Take one Life, walk with it, finding the ingredents of Me~
Viesta 98~ and what the hell~
If everything is how it feels, and what it seems,
then damn I beg you to leave me to dream,
If the path is crooked with too many winds,
then we understand I am wrong and life is the crime,
If I say it comes down to who has and who has not,
then leave me in the middle, pants down, I am caught
If ever there was a moment you called me friend,
then changed your mind, know now it will never mend,
If I say that I lived long enough to find I am wise,
then know I was just gathering tomorrow’s alibis
If I say Life jumped me in the middle of the night,
then know I was off guard when I gave up the fight,
If I say I believe in love and all that we sow,
then open the door and out I shall go,
For if I be the poet and the poet is her pen,
then let me never write or prose verse again and again~
Viesta 98~
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Viesta Barker
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