Monday, 28 September 2009
east bathhouse
the ocean breeze
caressed my skin
the warmth of sun fell lovingly across my back
the song of sea sounds
pierced with sea birds crying
the gentle swinging creak
of the sign which read
East Bathhouse
the white warmth of the sand
as fine as powder
found beneath bare feet
time stood still
and i sojourned in nowhere land
my love and i in strange new separation
a distance now, an unbridgeable space
our minds in timeless chaos searched
for answers more appealing
Copyright © 2004-2009 by Eryll Oellermann
Saturday, 26 September 2009
the gift
the gift of love is our ultimate freedom
a gift only ours for the giving
we may not buy love or sell it
we may not demand or steal it from another
love is priceless and beyond theft
love arrives unannounced
sometimes taking us completely by surprise
a joyous gift from the universe
a deep well, a bubbling spring
the wild white waters of untamed emotion
to share this bounty with the beloved
becomes our greatest desire
how fortunate are they who love
where they are loved in return
we gaze, we sigh, we admire
our love can do no wrong
this then is the first stage of love
at first love is mostly selfish
this person makes us happy
we feel warm and contented
their company pleases and amuses us
time passes and if we are careful
gentle and cherishing
our love will continue to grow
sending roots downwards, outwards
gaining encouragement
from the nourishment of fidelity
our love deepens, our vision widens
our desires are less for our needs
we wish for more for our beloved
for their happiness, their satisfaction
we long to protect them from harm
to supply their every need
to offer them joy in every day life
peace grows in our heart
we begin to imagine a future
a sharing, a togetherness
an always and forever
this then is the second stage of love
we are ready to offer the loved one
commitment
we desire to proclaim our loving partnership
before our family and friends
to share the inevitability of our love
with a world less interested
commitment requires long term, logical thought
in a way, the very antithesis of love
we must look deep into our heart
and apply the gift of our mind
to the future of our relationship
we must know, we must decide
this is the one, my love mate
the companion of my days
the lover of my nights
the one with whom i would forever share
the triumphs and tribulations of life's road
the one whose tears will mingle with mine
in sadness
whose laughter will peal out with mine
in joy
i accept this person as my future
and their future as my own
i will care for those they love
i will be there for them in the dark hours
i will set aside the instability of my emotions
embracing this one person
promising my forever
this then is the third stage of love
and so we promise, we commit
the wonderful and rewarding journey begins
for the offering of true love
of faithful heart, physical fidelity
unending intellectual devotion
is a commitment to our beloved
and a gift of wonder to ourselves
day by day we learn to share
to feel irritation and accept
to feel anger and put it aside
to feel hurt and not require revenge
to march through the bad times
head down, one foot in front of the other
pausing only to extend our hand
to offer encouragement to our beloved
to dance through the good times
hand in hand, grateful for the togetherness
of love
we will need to learn new lessons
discovering that forgiving is easy
whilst forgetting is not
understanding that there will be times
of distance, of doubt, segments of time
in which we might forget our love
our passion, our undying devotion
we might forget many things
but never, our commitment
our decision to join our lives together
to share all that life might throw at us
the commitment of our heart, our body, our mind
supplies the foundation for eternal love
love which will continue to grow
to deepen, to blossom
becoming so beautiful, so strong, so real
our understanding will expand
our selfishness lessen
we will learn the love of forever
for today and for tomorrow
unquestioned, inviolate
this then is the truth of love
Copyright © 2004-2009 by Eryll Oellermann
a gift only ours for the giving
we may not buy love or sell it
we may not demand or steal it from another
love is priceless and beyond theft
love arrives unannounced
sometimes taking us completely by surprise
a joyous gift from the universe
a deep well, a bubbling spring
the wild white waters of untamed emotion
to share this bounty with the beloved
becomes our greatest desire
how fortunate are they who love
where they are loved in return
we gaze, we sigh, we admire
our love can do no wrong
this then is the first stage of love
at first love is mostly selfish
this person makes us happy
we feel warm and contented
their company pleases and amuses us
time passes and if we are careful
gentle and cherishing
our love will continue to grow
sending roots downwards, outwards
gaining encouragement
from the nourishment of fidelity
our love deepens, our vision widens
our desires are less for our needs
we wish for more for our beloved
for their happiness, their satisfaction
we long to protect them from harm
to supply their every need
to offer them joy in every day life
peace grows in our heart
we begin to imagine a future
a sharing, a togetherness
an always and forever
this then is the second stage of love
we are ready to offer the loved one
commitment
we desire to proclaim our loving partnership
before our family and friends
to share the inevitability of our love
with a world less interested
commitment requires long term, logical thought
in a way, the very antithesis of love
we must look deep into our heart
and apply the gift of our mind
to the future of our relationship
we must know, we must decide
this is the one, my love mate
the companion of my days
the lover of my nights
the one with whom i would forever share
the triumphs and tribulations of life's road
the one whose tears will mingle with mine
in sadness
whose laughter will peal out with mine
in joy
i accept this person as my future
and their future as my own
i will care for those they love
i will be there for them in the dark hours
i will set aside the instability of my emotions
embracing this one person
promising my forever
this then is the third stage of love
and so we promise, we commit
the wonderful and rewarding journey begins
for the offering of true love
of faithful heart, physical fidelity
unending intellectual devotion
is a commitment to our beloved
and a gift of wonder to ourselves
day by day we learn to share
to feel irritation and accept
to feel anger and put it aside
to feel hurt and not require revenge
to march through the bad times
head down, one foot in front of the other
pausing only to extend our hand
to offer encouragement to our beloved
to dance through the good times
hand in hand, grateful for the togetherness
of love
we will need to learn new lessons
discovering that forgiving is easy
whilst forgetting is not
understanding that there will be times
of distance, of doubt, segments of time
in which we might forget our love
our passion, our undying devotion
we might forget many things
but never, our commitment
our decision to join our lives together
to share all that life might throw at us
the commitment of our heart, our body, our mind
supplies the foundation for eternal love
love which will continue to grow
to deepen, to blossom
becoming so beautiful, so strong, so real
our understanding will expand
our selfishness lessen
we will learn the love of forever
for today and for tomorrow
unquestioned, inviolate
this then is the truth of love
Copyright © 2004-2009 by Eryll Oellermann
the link
the night
the power
i have the power
to see the light
to watch a bird
engaged in flight
i have the power
to feel the sun
and contemplate
it's power of one
i have the power
to smell fresh bread
and follow my thoughts
through memories thread
i have the power
to hear the sound
of children playing
all around
i have the power
to taste with gladness
from life's great bowl
of joy and sadness
i have the power
to taste the sea
to hear her power
as she calls to me
i have the power
to feel her spray
caress my skin
on a summer's day
i have the power
to breathe her deep
the scent of her
in my heart to keep
i have the power
to see the place
where sea and sky
are joined in grace
i have the power
to witness gold
as the rising sun's
first rays enfold
i have the power
to love the night
engulfed in darkness
stars shine bright
i have the power
to hear the noise
of a near cicada
giving voice
i have the power
to feel the heat
die from a day
in the dark replete
i have the power
to love from my soul
to care and cherish
to gift my whole
i have the power
to close my eyes
and create the world
i fantasize
Copyright © 2004-2009 by Eryll Oellermann
Saturday, 12 September 2009
latter day epiphany
what is time
but a question
of knowing, or not
what happens tomorrow
and the past
you forgot
no power to haunt
and draw new blood
to ever exist
in this moment
the future unblemished
by imagined fear
we live in the now
unchained and free
moments of guilt and shame
left behind with yesterday
does the river ask
when will i arrive
in time to spill
into the sea of salt
what of yesterday
and banks burst
with raging, rising
must i regret and repent
does the seed question
unravelling stem, wriggling root
as to the hour
the arrival of saplinghood
we call the time
by a rising, sinking sun
a star which burns regardless
less mindful than we
what is time
but an aberration
useful for timetables
a rueful latter day epiphany
Copyright © 2009 by Eryll Oellermann
but a question
of knowing, or not
what happens tomorrow
and the past
you forgot
no power to haunt
and draw new blood
to ever exist
in this moment
the future unblemished
by imagined fear
we live in the now
unchained and free
moments of guilt and shame
left behind with yesterday
does the river ask
when will i arrive
in time to spill
into the sea of salt
what of yesterday
and banks burst
with raging, rising
must i regret and repent
does the seed question
unravelling stem, wriggling root
as to the hour
the arrival of saplinghood
we call the time
by a rising, sinking sun
a star which burns regardless
less mindful than we
what is time
but an aberration
useful for timetables
a rueful latter day epiphany
Copyright © 2009 by Eryll Oellermann
Thursday, 10 September 2009
who makes the rules
the sky did not fall
it should have
maybe it still will
not yet though
today is grass green
and sky blue
if i really tried
i might blow that cloud
that big, fluffy white cloud
out of sight
why not just do it
why wait?
for everything a season
who makes the rules
if we stop listening
will the sky fall
probably not
we own our future
we create our mind view
triumph or tragedy
ours is the power
breath deep
and colour your world
sunshine
Copyright © 2004-2009 by Eryll Oellermann
Friday, 4 September 2009
beyond glass barriers
a sound proof glass prison
where i wait
there is life out there
i feel the passing energy
as it touches my glass walls
i am invisible as i watch
the laughter and the living
beyond glass barriers
i so craved the company of love
i tried to be who i am not
a wasteful exercise
for i am many thoughts and ways
all indelibly me
nary a one interchangeable
with another
one day i read words
less than kind
at last, enlightenment
i understood
i am good enough for me
i am calm and comfort
at ease with being
uninspired by worldly ambition
love lives in me
and wraps her arms around me
it is enough
no need to offer myself
as a distraction to the unaware
i built my glass tower
to hold the living world at bay
while i grow strong enough
to know, once more
the heat of undeniable passion
and bask in the streaming sunlight
of an uncomplicated
forever love story
Copyright © 2004-2009 by Eryll Oellermann
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