nobodys prize,everybodys challenge

shining like the sun,
echoing across the land.
battles lost and won,
for the lady's hand.

27/11/2011

Feels not quite finished, so watch this space for its continuation
~esme ~

The elements part 2

rock beats sand
sea beats rock
wind beats land
and sun runs amok

My Castle

as i sit inside my castle
behind wall, and wall and wall.
i cant help but think and wonder,
will you wait and watch them fall?

will you prod them, see them titer?
watch them stay just standing tall?
will you bring forth all the elements?
or not sit and wait at all?

each wall hides but another
built stronger. I rebuilt them all.
as you walk away they crumble.
would you look back or stay the fool?

do you take apart the peices?
take them brick, by brick they pool,
around your feet, then back together?
protecting you and me so small?

would you make in them some door ways?
brick them back up, and call... and call?
out to my soul and to no other
keep me safe, in my castle, my rules?

Esme~ 17th January 2012

My Head and Hearts Mistress - A letter

I could write you of my love m'lady
but it would take a while
and as my heart fly's up, m'lady
I still have to face the pile

I could sing you of my thoughts, m'lady
but would the words ring true?
as not a single word, m'lady
could aptly describe you

I could speak you sonnets fair, m'lady
but none would quite match up,
with the landscapes u remind, m'lady
founts wisdom I ne'r quite sup

so as I think to show, m'lady
I do so with my heart
and leave this down beside m'lady
so ne'er we are apart

Roulette wheel

Heed no warnings.
Place your bets.
Still got time,
Ain't lost nothing yet
Wait for the ball to drop,
or Take your next card
just give it your all
Win, or loose, hard.

Esme ~ 6/12/2012

Luminescence

it slinks across my face
unbidden,
unwanted.

slowly rising with a thought,
an image,
a word,

spreading thickly, affecting me more
I grow taller
light a spark

unmistakeably it moves to my eyes,
opening them wider
like a happy child.

And not a conscious thought to place it there.
yet it comes,
and so it grows

and the battles lost and won to hold it back.
it resides
despite the fighting.

and the cause of this fight across my features?
its what I know
and whom I now see.

Esme ~ 26/12/11 11:14 pm

The Painting

YOU are not a reflection of your words.
THEY are not the be all and and all of your soul
Your HEART does not beat to their rhythm and nor
does your mirror your true-self behold

your Eyes do not reflect your voice
they do not sing the notes of your tune
it is Not the feelings you wish to portray, and
they cannot be shaped in crushing with your hand.

Your height does not portray your measure,
you can stand tall yet never meet the roof.
By stretching, yourself continue to contradict.
Show in you whole not fear, just act aloof

Self portrait you cannot understand
the shaking of your masters hand
the strokes fall widely yet still don't show,
the deepest emotion to those who wish to know.


Esme ~ 4/1/2012

the final stanza i feel reads well alone  too.

Truth of truthes/ True Reality

my truths are not your truths,
my heart is not yours,
my eyes see not your soul,
and my ears know not your pain.
I'm sorry

If these walls could talk
their council would be invaluable
If hearts could sing
their melody would bring understanding.
I'd listen.

i hold my peace
and pick up the pieces
but this broken puzzle
can not be fixed.
Get glue.

this play takes its places
the players stand on stage
the background takes the scene
and the orchestra, behind a screen.
Standing ovation.

my truths would only hurt you
in this your broken state
so while i can not heal you
right hear, I'll sit, and wait.
Hold tightly.

Esme ~ 30th november 2011

cut to the quick

cut it to the quick,
let it stick,
let it strike you to the bone.
take you home,
let you hear the voices loud,
standing proud,
speaking truth of those around.
hammer pound,
till the honesty comes out,
and you shout
as you cut it to the quick!

Esme ~ 2nd January 2012
(to be read at pace)