Woven
Come chase away my dreams
Butterflies to net
Life through filtered screams
Personified as rest
Dancing as a clown
When clearly feet are broke
Dancing without frown
When emptiness evokes
Thoughts of when and where
Weep buried in lost cave
Marked with bleeding tears
The gold dust left to save
Longings tucked in pockets
Lightning struck sun down
Shook the empty sockets
Where eyes could once be found
Breathing will not cease
When desire rises still
To nest between the trees
To taste the daffodil
Nectar dripping tongue
Twin flame arouses life
And butterfly is strung
As sprinkled wedding rice
Colors boldly clear
Set free from woven net
Of wingless quiet years
Which soul herself did set
Samantha Craft May 9, 2012
Been playing this song all week
“Bring me to your threshold
And lead me down inside
So I may breathe your memories
And know where truth resides.” ~ Sam
Everyday Asperger's 
Oh the search for the truth can be tortured. Have a good day Sam. Dianne
🙂 You, too, Dianne. 🙂
Beautifully painted picture of words showing the desire of having needs fulfilled!
Spot on, Sister! Exactly what I was conveying. Deep seeded needs….* sigh
Hugs,
Sam
Love the pic and the poem, Sam. Did you know that there is an almost full page skip between the pic and the poem. I almost missed the poem, but knew you would have more on a post.
Scott
Thanks. I fixed the gap. 🙂 Probably represents some gap in my life at the moment. hee hee
Hugs, Sam
I love the images flittering as I read your words!
Hugs,
Lori
Awe. Thanks. I’m an image gal.
xoxox Sam
Sam…I don’t know why I alaways end up focusing on one detail, but the last 4 lines below mr garfunkel realy struck me. Breathing memories…letting them flow from person to person…so giving and sharing really
I know why. 🙂
Yes, it’s the giving and sharing. That’s it EXACTLY. ~ Sam the Giver
lovely poem…wish i can write like you do…and all the writers in our group…profound thoughts evolve from your poem which keep my mind in perspective, Sam 🙂 🙂 my mind has been in a “chaotic state” the past 24 hours…meltdown mode maybe???? i soooo love that art garfunkel song too…again, thanks for sharing 🙂 🙂 wishing you and your family the best on your trip…{{{{hugs}}}} (really need a hug myself 😦 😦 )
Huge {{{{Hug}}}}. I think a lot of people were in meltdown mode today. You were not alone. Something in the air! Hope you are feeling back to your shiny happy self. Melt down mode is difficult. Hang in there! 🙂 Sam
I wanted to come back and read this again then comment. It makes me awestruck when I read these words. I have no comment, but “Beauty and tears mingled with sadness and pure bliss.”
Angel, you are RIGHT SMACK on. You are so fantastic at getting me. You can see things.
Yes…lots of tears, sadness, and the thoughts and hopes of pure bliss.
Hello lovely, the image you picked fits your poem perfectly.
Love the frog in her hair. Love you too. Lees. xxx 🙂 ❤
Thank you, love you, too. 🙂
Hi again lovely you ❤ hehehehehe Banana Slug ❤ Basna