From my heart

The pockets of my heart bleed slowly
No pain so great has been known to me in this lifetime
Journey to the moon and back we made
A solemn promise to be true to you
Your stars lit my life
I felt safe giving my life to you
Yet no one could have anticipated this day
Or if it was it wasn’t to me
Not knowing what I did or not forgiving me
Not answering my calls or responding to my messages
Then your response
If not to shutter my heart in one message
“My space…leave me”
What did I do so badly that costs us 10 years
Judas in selling our savior must have experienced this feeling
If not worse
When he realized he sold his friend that was later to be savior of the world
I guess a journey of 10 years can be reduced to a moment
That which I ask of you now: if I deserve to be punished by your silence
Like the wet whip on my bare back
I wipe my tears every 2 minutes and rub my heart at the same time
As I wonder in solace
On this hill I look across to the other
I wonder if I’ve made my last journey across from you
Away from you
Only to be seen in yonder
As that little spec
Differences aside…
I wonder what it would take
And then again, I wonder whether it’ll be worth it
I am deeply sorry my lady
…Lord forgive me
~EW

I'm coming back...

I needed to hear that...it's coming...its trickling down and it's making it's way down to the tips of my fingers and I will write today in a language that the soul and mind speak...busking in the skies of inspiration with words and verbs blossoming from my heart to write and opening up and flaunt the succulent sentences...delicate and inspiring....luscious and full of flavour

Yours Truly,
Elsie

This Morning

I go through some ordeals in life that I shock myself sometimes and so this morning I asked myself this:

I must have bleeped for you not look back yet I took that leap to meet you here when you needed me...so now I'm hot coal - can't hold me...yet the heat and the burn is what seals this deal...can you handle it, because I am not going all that way for you to dismiss me...and you ask me why I don't wanna look your way? Seriously....

The 46th Psalm

In our world,
Where everything’s so quick,
So fast,
One hardly finds that moment,
That one moment to be still,
And know…
It is in that moment where,
Comfort meets us,
Where our emotions leave us,
Where our minds and thoughts are cleansed,
It is here that we find newness of our core,
Revitalized in our thoughts and actions,
That all we do,
All we say,
We find in that moment showers of mercy,
We meet tranquility and peace of mind
It is here we find rest,
Here that we lift our hearts,
We lift our hands and we glorify him,
We meet our maker…the teacher,
It is here in that motionless state of our being,
That we find humility,
And acknowledge that He
….Indeed is Lord
~EW

My Spirit is holding you

My spirit is holding you
And your spirit holds her
You look great
I look good
I feel nice
You feel good
How are you?
I am well…
How is your boyfriend?
How is your girlfriend?
What do would you like?
I’d like you in a cup with some cherry on top
So you want tequila?
No I’ll have a scotch on the rocks…
Light me…
Sorry I don’t have a light
…
And
….And
……and

In that mind of a man

In that mind of a man
That man that I didn’t mind
With careless thoughts of me
Thoughts that care less about me
In a heartbeat
The beats of my heart so fast
His finger tips meet my lips
And the tips on my fingers make me flip
Am maybe I was losing my mind
To yet another loose mind
That expected I spread thighs
With my thighs on spreads
Unfortunately he had to jerk off
And off the jerk went
Remembering his heydays
Days spent on hays
Ways of the high and unaffected
On highways and speed
At the crack of his whip
You’d hear my deep weep
And
…And
……..And
In that mind of a man
Of that man that I didn’t mind
~EW

If, Then, Else

If, Then…Else

If not me,
Who then,
If I cannot rely on you,
Who then,
If I’m not honest with me,
Who then,
If my music daily inspires me,
Who then,
If my heart is sold to you,
Who then,
If you cheat my feelings,
Who then,
If you cannot be truthful,
Who then,
If my tears come pouring down,
Who then,
If my face and heart need a shield,
Who then,
If I cannot run to you,
Who then,
If I cannot speak my heart to you,
Who then,
If I want to laugh heartily with you,
Who then,
If that tea’s too hot to drink,
Who then,
If your hand’s too cold to hold,
Who then,
If I have no one to take me to a home,
Who then,
If I cannot be assured that I’ll find God in your heart,
Who then,
If to find peace and be at peace it’s to be within me and to live in me
What then,
If…
Then….
Else….
~EW