Augorophobia
august
scorched lawns
trees turn brown with fright
holidays and beaches
and reparing to the cool
august
oppressive, painful despair
inside looking out
mugged breathe sweats
air of the great outdoors
cats sullen
blue jays drop their jays
crows to beat to caw
august
let me out of here
august
my mind curled like rock
drugged and writhing
soul up there at rest
in the crook of the old oak tree
Copyright © 1998 by Marilyn McIntyre, All rights reserved
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The Unicorn of a Blessing
Flying through myself softly
Sliding through even bone
I travelled to a forbidden land
Where one must wander alone
I knew the shape of a unicorn there
Standing blue, in the depths of a pool
A unicorn, blue, but smiling
Gently I traced the tear in his eye
Removing all need of his lieing.
He answered my touch
In sweet, gentled voice
And told of his lady so fair
Of being a two in a world of one
Where blessings had been so rare
He spoke of the sharing these two had done
In the time since then and before
And I knew of the love of this unicorn
Love, yet so much more.
Why is it then that you are alone
He shifted his head to the sky
Why echoed tremulously on his lips
And escaped from him in a sigh
I flew away home with a tear in my heart
Right next to then and before
And the unicorn lover forlorn and apart
Who waits for God and the passage of time
To bring his lady once more.
Now some call me fool, some view me wise
But I have been there and believe my own eyes
so have your own notions or view me with lies
Still I know the place where the unicorn
Stands alone in a pool and cries.
Copyright © 1998 by Marilyn McIntyre, All rights reserved
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Where
by Marilyn McIntyre
Where?
are poems alive
upon the page
do words have meaning
does the music sing
when no one hears
am i alive when i’m alone
does my breath soar
and reach another’s dreams
will God hear me
can i feel with no other
to give me bounds
and where do my feelings fly
in the night
mysterious and dark and calling
if my eyes cannot see
is it so
and the candle
what of the candle
will it still glow
without tender whispered murmurs
where will my love touch down
must it float forever
meandering among the stars
where does it all go
where does it go
when it’s gone?
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First published here on: Jan 6, 2005 @ 16:24
Angel Whispers
by Marilyn McIntyre
Angel Whispers
the time is upon us
rest, rest
clouds of snow
drift gently down
rest, rest
violin, serene
words alone
thoughts untangle
time solely owned
rest, rest
sing to your heart
wordlessly murmur
lullabies and time
to rest, to rest
womb and warmth
rockabye, rockabye
shush, hush, dream
to rest, to rest
listen, feel, fly
the angels whisper
rustle, ascend
rest, rest.
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Published on: Jan 6, 2005 @ 16:22
A Walk in the Park to Meet God
by Marilyn McIntyre
i heard You whisper
i heard Your whispers
a sweet sunset stillness
a calm
no storm
a calm
the ancient oak
waves last fall fingers
a calm
no storm
a calm
a sweet, sweet, sunset calm
i knew it was You
Your breath
a slow dawning
of miracle
a running above the snow
floating down the stairs
i dropped my book
my guard for You
my heart
my hold
i was sore, sore, sore, afraid
but i didn’t fall.
Copyright © 1998 by Marilyn McIntyre, All rights reserved
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Published on: Jan 6, 2005