Year Anew

by me:

Wendy M. Z.

(TalaWenZee)

Fare thee well my love,

the lovely year I knew

The glimpses of the past

long since bid adieu.

The passions of the present

those both false and true;

the vision of the future

seen with eyes anew.

The completion of the circle

etched in clouds of blue;

the beginning of continued

in bright and bold new hues.

©WMZ 2011

written December 2011

Horizon

by me: Wendy M. Z

Here I stand

alone

again

at the edge of a cliff

staring down into

the abyss.

Thinking back

choices

bad?

Back track

No. Too late.

Tracks are covered

thick with dust

gates are rusted

shut.

I can only look

down now

into that sweet abyss

or ahead

into the horizon

of burning bliss.

Once Upon a Time

by: Wendy M. Z.

(TalaWenZee)/me

Once upon a time

I said to a friend

"It's okay to mourn

the loss of a dream."

It's okay to weep

for what's unrealized,

unheard,

unseen.

Once

I was asked

"What happens when

your dream is achieved?"

I said

"That's easy to answer.

You simply dream

another dream."

Once upon a time,

It was easy to see

your thoughts and ideas

my dreams and ideals.

The vision of heaven

and nightmares of hell.

To hear the singing of angels

and the tolling of bells.

Once upon a time

I thought that I knew

of happy endings

for me and for you.

"It's okay to mourn

the loss of a dream."

Unrealized.

Unheard.

Unseen.

© WMZ ~ August 2011

ILLUSION

By: Wendy M. Z.

TalaWenZee

Now it’s here

now it’s not.

Was it there

was it forgot?

Where did it go

if forgotten so?

Was it real

to touch and feel?

Did it breathe?

Did it think?

Did it need?

Did it drink?

Did it thirst?

Did it hunger?

Did it grow?

Did it slumber?

Was it heard?

Was it felt?

Was it wanted?

Was it smelt?

Was it nourished?

Was it seen?

Was it real

or just a dream?

It was there.

Now it’s not.

It was lost

not forgot.

©WMZ 2011

I Am There

by: Wendy M. Z. (me)

TalaWenZee®

Close your eyes

to see me.

Plug your ears

to hear me.

Bind your hands

to feel me.

Hold your breath

to breathe me.

Bare your soul

to uncover me.

Lay open your heart

to find me.

I am there.

©WMZ 2011 ~

Perfection Matured

by ME, Wendy M. Z.

The lines

the grays

The signs

of days...

The lessons

learned

Progression

earned...

The senses

allured

By perfection

matured.

©2011~**** ~ WMZ

Pictures

by: ME, Wendy M. Z.

Staring at pictures on the wall

reading between the lines

for the first time

in a long time.

That was now, this is then.

Touching the pictures on the wall

feeling all the seems

the spaces in between

suddenly filled

for the last time.

©WMZ 2011

What goes up...

by: ME ~ Wendy M. Z.

Was there no one?

No one to warn you?

No mother hen to protect you,

to shelter you?

No rooster to cock~a~doodle~doo,

to sound the alarm

which could have warned you?

An alarm you might have heard.

An alarm sounding louder than words.

Warning bells in the tones of hell.

Could you not smell

the burning of the promise,

creativity's vomit?

The stench of your own suffocation?

The Suffocation of blind adulation.

Idle adulation.

Suspended suffocation.

A hero's indignation.

The masses fascination.

Was no one there to help you?

Help you over that wall?

That wall of public anticipation.

The anticipation of condemnation.

The miraculous rise and the hellish fall

The gory glory of it all?

©2011... WMZ

The Depths of Me

The Depths of Me
by Wendy M. Z. (me)

Early one Frosty morn
I ventured out into
the wood at dawn.

I came upon
a snake tongued path
I made a choice
no turning back.

I took the path leading to sea
where I wait for one
to sail the depths of me.

©WMZ 2011

Eternity Has No Other Name

by:

Wendy M. Z. (me)

Etched in blood

we are enslaved

Freed we are

in the arms of rain

Cleansing served cold

ignites more pain

Only in warmth

can we be saved.

© 2011 - WMZ

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And, a huge smile!

:D