Author: Cadence Poetica

Cadence Poeticahttps://cadencepoetica.wordpress.comI am a lot of different things in one package. I am a geek, a poet, a thinker, a seeker. I am passionate, curious, resourceful, stubborn, independent. I'm an "extroverted introvert". I am a spiritual person. I believe in destiny, I believe in fate. I want to be a better person. I want to help make the world a better place. I see life as a journey, an opportunity for constant growth and learning. I like sushi and sea turtles, a good cup of coffee, fluffy cats, the shuffle function on my ipod, a walk on a beach on a grey day, a thunderstorm, a nap in the shade on a warm afternoon… Simple things make me happy, small moments of grace make me smile. :)
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poem: a moment frozen

A moment frozen in time
It’s the right one and we know it
The lips that a moment ago spoke shy
Now capture each other with yearning

A connection – you feel it
I feel it too, and surrender
To the torrent that rises up
Within me like a hurricane

Breathlessly your hands trace my form
Touching me like stolen treasure
My body yields its secrets like a
Rosebud opening its petals to the rain.

poem: when I was a girl

When I was a girl,
I dreamed pink faery floss dreams
Now my world is ash
And cigarette smoke
Permeates the air

When I was a child
Unicorns danced on my bed;
Now they are replaced
By sweaty, sex-stained men
Who do not know the unicorns were ever there

When I was young and innocent
I ate rainbow-flavoured sno-cones
Now my belly if full of bitterness,
I’m pregnant with desire,
And I give birth to sadness…
Yet again.

poem: abc cacophony

Artlessly,
Beautifully,
Children
Dancing;
Energetic
Freeforms
Gliding
High.

In
Juxtaposition
Kookaburras
Laugh
Maniacally;
Nature
Opens
Parliament –
Quiet
Rioting.

See
The
Universal
Verdant
Winter,
X-claiming
Youthful
Zeal!

poem: low trip

// Across

While I wasn’t looking
Asleep in my own dream
You infiltrated my defenses
Now I’m addicted
Enchanted, in love

// When I’M Lowe

I thought we had a chance
I thought I could keep my head
Above the water you insisted
On drowning me in

I though I could love you
And not be ensnared
By your captivating eyes of ice
Or the goldenness of your skin

I thought this would be different –
That we could maintain and
Honesty would find its way
Into your Vocabulary

But once again I’m proven wrong,
And so I stand alone
Longing for someone who
Cannot even see my injury

// Benched

I never took you for granted
But you took me for a fool
Now all I have is emptiness
The emptiness you gave
Has this made you satisfied
Knowing you make me cry inside
How can you pretend like this
Never meant a thing;
You leave me here alone
While you move on –
Leaving me to watch you
From the sidelines

poem: interludes and coffee spoons

Your sweet, compelling kindness
Inspires me to meet your eyes;
The gracefulness of your soft touch
Cuts through the fog of my emotions.
I sit on the bed’s edge,
And you kiss my shoulder where the strap has fallen down;
Silver needles of desire ripple down my spine.
I stare at our reflections,
Surrounded by the memory of the one
You belong to;
An errant strand of long curly hair
Twines itself absent-mindedly round my naked arm-
My hair is short.

In the morning
I sit and watch you light a cigarette,
Your fingers curling around the smoke;
I taste tobacco and black coffee
As you gaze at me with clear eyes.
You hold my hand and let me talk,
Smiling your Cheshire Cat smile.

poem: familiar breeds

Last night a shot of courage
Loosened my inhibited tongue
And I admitted some things
Better left unsaid

I felt the strong circle of your arms
As you enfolded me in your
Uncomplicated kiss
Just as sweet as I remembered it

Your lips nibbled at my skin
Butterscotch and heady wine,
French delicacies, savouring them

Knots on a fishing boat, close knit
and securely tied – we slept
Lulled by the rhythm of the
Sea that was our breathing
Synchronised, beating hearts:

For once, my dreams came easy.

poem: centurion / catalyst

// centurion

You keep me
On the edge of my seat;
Your touch
Is erotically innocent.
Your hugs –
I’m folded into your warm darkness;
You say nothing,
Yet your eyes say so much…
And those lips…
I wonder what it would be like
To kiss them?

// catalyst

Emotions snowballing from a few words
Carefully placed on the table cards dealt face up
And I wouldn’t change a thing even if I could
You are an Adonis cloaked in urban mundanity
A reluctant angel – where do you hide your wings
Sometimes it seems I can almost see them.
I thought I could touch for one brief moment
Hold a piece of your bright and shining light
But I’ve unexpectedly tipped the scales
Unbalanced the world you carefully created
Left you unsure and myself invalidated
I wish I could hold you and look you in the eye
Hear you tell me that it’s alright, that we still exist
Within the same space, that nothing’s changed –
I should have kept you as private obsession.

poem: first

You hold yourself precise, aloof
At a distance, at arm’s length
Yet I always finding you standing on my edges.

I notice
The conspiratorially grey nature of your eyes
The way you stiffly stand
Hands jammed
In pockets deep enough to hold them.

You smirk,
Not with condescension,
But one that says,
“Come smirk with me.”
As if a constant battle rages
Between your reservation and a
Mischievous grin that seems to lurk beneath.

A solid head on ungainly shoulders
A stoop as if uncomfortable with height
An intriguing mix of youth and manhood
A boyish face with ageless eyes.

You’re a person of extremes, it seems
Loud one minute, quiet the next
You remind me of a summer storm –
A flash, a thunderous clap and then
You’re calm again
Leaving me to wonder at your depths.

poem: cosmos girl / seeing you again

// cosmos girl

She sits on the train
Her newly-dyed hair
Swinging lazily
Into her face
Eyes full of pain
That you put there.
How she misses your tall arms!
The solidness of your chest,
The gleam of your teeth
As you told another
Lame
Joke

// seeing you again

I left your side today
And wondered why I ever had;
That silly misunderstanding ‘
Seemed so far in the past.

This afternoon, our time,
A dance of familiarity
Our jokes, our gestures both hid looks
Of unquestionable compatibility
I leaned into you,
Our fingers intertwined;
Your lips brushed my cheek
As you said goodbye –
And the “rightness” of it all
Frightened me.
You made me remember
The person that I’d lost,
Before I became too lost
To remember.
you made me smile and
Warmness stole my heart away
For just a little bit,
And as we said goodby
I contemplated kissing you;
And now I regret
That I didn’t.

poem: scarred

Denied belief
Denied relief
I scarred myself
My hate to keep
Refrained from peace
Restrained and leashed
I cried out for well so deep
That I could cast
That I might last
Within a pit of murky hope
The light grows dim
The plight within
Makes me sear my childhood soul
I prayed for help
I prayed for self
I shivered and I called your name
You recognized the self-despised
And then you turned
Your face away.