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Leaking destiny (Things I must forget )

How could you pick this testament
From all the other waves
How could my ocean heartbeat
Not echo from your pirate caves
How did that baby sleeping
Disturb your only dream
How could my silent falling
Land so softly in the scream

I knew your aching gizzards
I knew your heavy hand
I touched every pore on you
And I still don’t understand
I knew the orange sunset
That blazed when you deserted
I knew of the innocence
You so patiently perverted

You multiply my silence
And the mute rage in my palm
I open it to the peeling sky
So it does nobody harm
And the rain comes down to compensate
And puddles at my breast
The place you used to nestle
The place you felt the best

But I forget you daily
And your spiders as they dream
I still leak my destiny
From where you split my seam
There were mermaids in the downpour
Echidnas by the door
Their tiny bodies bristling
Just don’t hurt them any more

Here, take this gentle interlude
From the pounding in my soul
You don’t have to live with it
But you now have no control
Still, there between the gum trees
I see a flash of red
Was all the goodness that I saw in you
Just painted in my head

— Cloudthings, May 19, 2009

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About the Author

Region, Country: Australia, regional Victoria, AUS

Favorite Poets: So many... Rumi, Spike Milligan, Keats. Many of the Neopoet clan, past & present. A myriad of song writers, Dylan, Jackson Browne, Lior, & I must add the poetic influence of painters, sculptors & creators across the world... Life really, especially the sky.

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Nordic cloud

Nordic cloud

17 years ago

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Oh this is wonderful, just wonderful, what can we say some of the lines are so, so, so ooooooh! Heart beats echoing from pirate caves - I open it to the peeling sky - ooooooo I still leak my destiny From where you split my seam - so subtle wow Was all the beauty that I saw in you Just painted in my head - oh do we know, or do we know? This is super writing dear sweet kind understanding Anni who does such a great job commenting and an even greater job entertaining us all with her most wonderful ever bubbling stream of eloquence in writing poems for us to swoon and swing to in rhythmical harmony with her thoughts, she's such an asset to this site that we should send up a HIP HURRA even when its not her birthday. Don't you think so everyone? Love to you you dear Anni of the orange blazing sunsets.
Cloudthings

Cloudthings

17 years ago

Tthis was so much fun to write, it just tumbled & tumbled out

Thanks darling Ann, this was so much fun to write, it just tumbled & tumbled & tumbled out. I liked that cryptic/symbolic stuff, it's such fun to shape the feelings with, like clay or plasticine, you can pull it all over the place, this one is about all kinds of things really, no one could ever decipher it I think, no matter how well they knew me, I like it that way today. I have my "webel" hat on... I say Hip Hurrah to everyone, life is amazing isn't it?! Much love dear one xxx~ Anni ~~~ "A loving person lives in a loving world. A hostile person lives in a hostile world; everyone you meet is your mirror." ~Ken Keyes, Jr.
faerybeki

faerybeki

17 years ago

Oh yes Ann, I definitely

Oh yes Ann, I definitely agree! Anni, 'you have walked among us as a spirit, and your shadow has been a light on our faces. Much have we loved you. But speechless was our love, and with veils has it been veiled. Yet now it cries aloud onto you, and would stand revealed before you.' (Kahil Gibran) I'm not one for veils so much anymore...you know I love you and your work..right?! much love b xxx
Cloudthings

Cloudthings

17 years ago

How I love Kahlil, it is cliche nowadays I hear, but I care not,

Oh darling Beki, I am sorry I missed this before somehow... How you make me blush & want to run & hide... I am no more special than you are... ahh but then you ARE very special, as is lovely Ann & Anna, & Kelsey & Tonya, & JayC... the list is long indeed not to mention the lovely lads here & all the other brilliant women, so perhaps I am special after all, & you are equally so. I always feel we are divine mirrors for each other, that's a big part of love I think, that we can see how we must in fact be beautful when we look at how loved we are by so many beautiful ones. How I love Kahlil, it is cliche nowadays I hear, but I care not, such ancient wisdom, he & Rumi, it astounds me... I guess that's what Jesus was like, I'm not a Christian, but I imagine he must have been mighty inspiring. What a lesson that is, that ego's feel that they must destroy a thing that has such wisdom & goodness to share, Martin Luther King, Galileo, hmmm don't start me... Blah blah! Love to you winged one xxx~ Anni ~~~ "... sometimes I hear my voice - And it's been here .... Silent All These Years" ~Tori Amos.
Tonya

Tonya

17 years ago

Of all your poems I have read,

I think this is one of My favorites, Anni. Sooooo many lines give me such meaning! I echo Ann’s Comments. We wonder at our own sanity. How could we have been so wrong about something? How could we allow ‘innocence to be patiently perverted’ or silence land in screams (only to ourselves though)? and keep our rage to ourselves, freeing it in places where only we find solace? So much more here… and after all that, perhaps it is not we that were wrong, but they who changed, or they who so cleverly are capable of deceiving to get what they want. Loved the words, loved the meanings I received from your lovely abstracted words. Hope I didn’t ramble on too much and totally confuse you! lol Just..beautiful. Always, Tonya
Cloudthings

Cloudthings

17 years ago

the down syndrome poem I had to have... I should have called it

Hi Tonya, I love reading your comments, on mine or anyones work, you always have an interesting angle (usually so eloquently described). Yes there's a lot in here, it felt like a wild ride, writing this, ,gorgeous though. Like I just opened the gate & all of this just came tumbling out wanting expression, it was kind of "hot" if you understand, like it had been ready too long & had been heating up ready to be birthed, the timing was good, it may have festered if left any longer, but here it is in all it's many incarnations, poking at life in a rather irreverent way really, yet there is a sober side to it... One thing though, just perspective, I don't feel any of it was wrong even the awful stuff, in some dreadful way it was necessary to become who I am (who we are... we need it to shift us into a possible better place).. Not that I'd wish awful stuff on anyone, but there's nothing that really moves you like adversity. In a way, this is just acknowledging it, not to make it wrong, but because it sometimes feels too big to keep inside. & maybe to bring perspective somehow? Anyway I am smiling lots that you should like it so much, so thank you, it is an odd write, I wasn't sure people would get it, or feel ok about it, it is one of those babies that I am instantly fond of, the down syndrome poem I had to have... I should have called it "Trisome 21", it is raw & honest & innocent in it's way, simple at heart, but different. Thanks again Tonya, so kind of you to leave such warm response, & so glad my "mad" gushing poem pleased you.~ Anni xx ~~~ "A loving person lives in a loving world. A hostile person lives in a hostile world; everyone you meet is your mirror." ~Ken Keyes, Jr.
Tonya

Tonya

17 years ago

Dear Anni,

Though I understand the concept of living through things that make us the people we are, there are many instances that could best be left from ones life and still allow us or would allow us to be a much better person. Some events are really to horrific for anyone to endure. Love shared and lost is one thing.. abuse, another. War...many things that can do far more damage than good and possibly leave behind scars that will never heal. Making life pure hell for those individules that have lived through it and indured. So, while there are many hurtful and rough times we do live through, that do help shape us to being who we are, help us to learn to be strong, forgiving, accepting of things we can not change. I would not say I could be grateful for all things. hugs! You're a terrific person. Your experiances, i would say, have helped make you so. I think we can tell by your writing this is so. Always, Tonya
Cloudthings

Cloudthings

17 years ago

Yes, I agree, & appreciate your perspective as ever, ta xx

Maybe I was less than clear, I agree with you, I would never wish these awful things on anyone, don't care who they are, but there isn't always a choice... & maybe you can tell, I have been through a few of these things you mention (& not by choice) & in truth (& in hindsight) I bless them now for who I am as a result. I don't pretend to be a saint, & I know (I suspect especially among writers) I am not alone in having tragedy or pain. I just think, when we have been through that stuff, best thing we can do is turn it around & put love back into the world in whatever form we feel comfortable doing that. I feel you know this too Tonya, I feel I see that when I read anything from you as well, you are very generous & warm & perceptive & intelligent, this is your legacy & your gift here, & no doubt elsewhere in your life. One thing I do know, is life can be even worse that what I have seen & been through (though there were times I would have swapped for any other circumstance), that should be our gift too, the thing that keeps us giving it out & being grateful. Anyway, it's late now, am probably rambling now. Thanks for you insights & your understanding & your support too, you're a good woman Tonya, consistantly so, it's a soothing thing in this life.~ Anni xx ~~~ "But what if I'm a mermaid In these jeans of his With her name still on it Hey but I don't care Cause sometimes I said sometimes I hear my voice And it's been here Silent All These Years" ~Tori Amos.
Tonya

Tonya

17 years ago

thank you Anni

as are you. I think you have had to be. many hugs! Tonya xx
Cloudthings

Cloudthings

17 years ago

Hey my red headed sister of

Hey my red headed sister of the Ewoks, look again honey there is NOTHING conformist about Tori believe me, she was one of the movers & shakers of her time (& she is a red haired sister).. she is a weirdo of the BEST design & whilst it took me a bit to adjust (she does "girly dressing' to the extreme, nt my style, but she is brilliant brilliant, brilliant) I think if you actually listened to her sh would give you the power she gave me... I remember years back, my husband who used to beat mesaying he always got a bit worried when I put Tori on... she gave me strength & made me feel I had a voice & a worth that he had always tried to destroy (to make himself feel bigger silly man... poor man, I just feel sorry for him now), it's true, I began getting my strength back during that time & much of it was from the music of Tori & Natalie Merchant I do think you might enjoy this, there's an underlying darkness that may appeal (look up "My Skin" for Natalie: "Take a look at my body Look at my hands There's so much here that I don't understand Your face saving promises Whispered like prayers I don't need them Because I've been treated so wrong I've been treated so long As if I'm becoming untouchable Well contempt loves the silence It thrives in the dark With fine binding tendrils That strangle the heart They say that promises sweeten the blow But I don't need them, no I don't need them I've been treated so wrong I've been treated so long As if I'm becoming untouchable I'm the slow dying flower In the frost killing hour Sweet turning sour and untouchable Oh, I need the darkness The sweetness The sadness The weakness Oh, I need this I need a lullaby A kiss good night Angel sweet love of my life Oh, I need this I'm the slow dying flower In the frost killing hour Sweet turning sour and untouchable Do you remember the way that you touched me before All the trembling sweetness I loved and adored Your face saving promised whispered like prayers I don't need them Oh, I need the darkness The sweetness The sadness The weakness Oh, I need this I need a lullaby A kiss good night Angel sweet love of my life Oh, I need this Well is it dark enough Can you see me Do you want me Can you reach me Oh, I'm leaving You better shut your mouth And hold your breath If you kiss me now You'll catch your death Oh, I mean this Oh, I mean this" http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=V1LegWs8xdc & for Tori, maybe Cornflake Girl? (reminds me a bit of you, & addresses the conformity thing too): Never was a cornflake girl Thought that was a good solution Hanging with the raisin girls She's gone to the other side Givin us a yo heave ho Things are getting kind of gross And I go at sleepy time This is not really happening You bet your life it is Peel out the watchword Just peel out the watchword She knows what's goin on Seems we got a cheaper feel now All the sweeties are gone Gone to the other side With my encyclopedia They musta paid her a nice price She's putting on her string bean love This is not really happening You bet your life it is Peal out the watchword Just peel out the watchword Never was a cornflake girl Thought that was a good solution Rabbit where'd you put the keys girl And the man with the golden gun thinks he knows so much Thinks he knows so much Rabbit where'd you put the keys girl " http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=CUseTonvkRs Don't mean to inundate you & I know it's ancient history to a young thing like you, but there was also wisdom in the "old days" LOve ya ta pieces Kelsey, hope you enjoy (if you find time). xx Anni ~~~ "A loving person lives in a loving world. A hostile person lives in a hostile world; everyone you meet is your mirror." ~Ken Keyes, Jr.
Proprietress of Crimson Hearts

Proprietress o…

17 years ago

ocean heartbeat...

I absolutely love this poem, Anni, and also what you wrote about it in your comments. it's gorgeous and a pleasure to read (I have read it thrice already and will probably read it a fourth time after posting this comment). ahhh, a room with Tori Amos on... yeah, I know what you mean. I actually put her up as my favorite poetess on my profile. she is fabulous isn't she? I am devestated that she isn't coming to Germany this year and I will miss her by a few weeks, I think, in San Diego. so I won't get to see her live on this tour. hmpf. digressing, sorry.... your flow was is wonderful in this piece. as I said, a pleasure to read! your Proprietress
Cloudthings

Cloudthings

17 years ago

"It's been here.... silent all these years", probably my most fa

Hi Kata, I have changed it a little since your comment, I think for the better, it was intentionally all jumbled up not to make a great deal of sense, but I wanted to unravel just a bit of the jumble & have, I think it sits better now. It is a relatively new thing for me to go back & tweak my writing, it occurred to me just now I should write it & then leave it a few days before posting, then I wouldn't have to tweak it on site... but then I think I would be less likely to post since the feeling would be gone, I am farely immediate with my art I think. Anyway glad you like it & lovely to know another Tori fan (I had meant to comment on that before, but got distracted more than once regarding you & Tori). I love her, I feel she saved my life in a way (see my comment to Kelsey above). & yes, I feel for you not getting a concert, she comes to Australia more rarely I think, but is so worth seeing her in concert sigh. I have tried to convert poor Kelsey, I think she would actually find a kindred in Tori, the ability to delve into darkness for her art is definitely there. I shall go see what you have been up to tonight, thanks again Kata xx~ Anni ~~~ "A loving person lives in a loving world. A hostile person lives in a hostile world; everyone you meet is your mirror." ~Ken Keyes, Jr.