affinity

i know your light's still shining
if i look then i will see
the precious glowing, loving light
which you reserve for me

i know your love still fires me
if i reach out and touch
the throbbing of your soft skinned pulse
you are desired so much

i know your voice still calls me
from that far distant shore
your words still own the power, my love
to open my heart's door

you still delight my senses
though you are far away
i breath you in the air sweetheart
you own my whole each day

and how i long to kiss thee
those lips of molten fire
to drink the taste of you dear one
my lifelong deep desire

i know you are my chosen one
possessor of my heart
and i am less than i might be
when we are far apart

your heart, your mind, your very soul
you dance with me through time
you always have, you always will
affinity ... sublime

Copyright © 2004-2012 by Eryll Oellermann

the crazies

i've got the crazies
and i should have known
the full moon is rising
my cover is blown
the wolf wants to howl
to the orb in the sky
my mood is so strange
guess i should have known why
tomorrow, the next day
i'll start to feel sane
i might stay that way
till she grows full again


Copyright © 2012 by Eryll Oellermann

how random

how random is random
dictated or said
no aim, without purpose
is random like dead
i'm given to wonder
at life frame by frame
direction or chaos
some joy and some pain
i'm here and i'm now
if i sleep will i wake
to live or to die
is not my choice to make
by my existence
do i alter the real
or is my mortality
just something i feel
we learned that the sun
does not orbit the earth
and storks don't bring babies
to populate earth
we know that the moon
causes tide's rise and fall
but the truth my friend is...
we know sweet bugger all


Copyright © 2012 by Eryll Oellermann

The girl who called the moon

In a perfect world we seldom perceive perfection

We search for the truth and believe in the lie

We throw ourselves into love in hope of salvation

Until one day we face the parcel of our life

Unadorned, stripped of the bows and wrapping

The dawning, the cold and biting whip of reality

Wake up, wake up, breathe deep and know

You are all I have, you are all I need, you are the moment

The dark is as much an illusion as the light

Tomorrow exists as distant as yesterday

This breath, this touch, this smile, this sigh

This is my creation, my singularity, my world

I am part of the great all and yet I own this moment

Gratitude, the ultimate soul gift rises like the tide incoming

Self-doubt like a discarded snake skin

Slides into the salt waters of renewal

The girl stood alone in the dark of night

She whispered her dreams into the silence

She called to the moon and the moon came

Copyright © 2012 by Eryll Oellermann

it is so

the sky looms dark, as black as night
six seagulls twist and turn in flight
the wind is whispering a tale
of rain and sleet and howling gale
i stand and gaze upon this scene
and long once more for spring time green
and then i glimpse but don't believe
for sure, my eyes my brain deceive
for swallows breed in warmer climes
they all take flight in winter times
and yet they're here, in swooping flight
the swallows of our spring delight
first one, then two, then quite a bunch
in swift pursuit of insect lunch
now, it's impossible, i know
these birds like sunshine not the snow
they all fly in in april, may
and yet i see them here today
it's still the first month of this year
no way their species should be here
has mother nature made a change
the weather has been kind of strange
i guess, perhaps, i'll never know
just why they're here, but, it is so

Copyright © 2012 by Eryll Oellermann

at night

  

" One for sorrow,
    Two for mirth
    Three for a wedding,
    Four for birth
    Five for silver,
    Six for gold;
    Seven for a secret,
    Not to be told;
    Eight for heaven,
    Nine for [hell]
    And ten for the d[evi]l's own sell![1] "



it is half past ten at night
time to open up and write
of the torment and the pain
of the dreary grey and rain
time to conjure up the words
to describe the magpie birds
which live beside the railway line
black and white and very fine
count the number which you see
know the future soon to be
soon the moon is riding high
big and golden in the sky
night in darkness covers all
now we hear the night bird call
all the daytime noise is done
with the setting of the sun
draw the curtains, light the fire
time to dream our hearts desire
soon to sleep and wander free
in a place of you and me
a world without reality
where things may be as they should be
when i wake a new day is
all my life is made of this
born to live i live to write
of love and loss and day and night
of beauty, ugliness and sin
sometimes we lose, sometimes we win
all the world awaits our pleasure
if we but realize her treasure
open up our eyes to see
miracles are offered free
for our ears the world will croon
nature's loving, living tune
if i should watch then i will see
a world which is a part of me
created by my mind and senses
a place of truth and no pretenses
for life is simply for the living
with much joy found in acts of giving
peace is found in being still
and the poet's ink and quill

Copyright © 2011 by Eryll Oellermann

"dona nobis pacem"

what is peace?

peace is as elusive as faith.

where will we find peace ... in an absence of anger?

perhaps if we ...

decline the opportunity to feel righteous rage,

allow ourselves to experience gratitude without boundaries.

find the time and desire to reach out, extend a helping hand,
offer our strength, our focus, ourselves.

fall in love with our earth in all her many forms and her
completeness.

realize that we are no better nor worse, no more
talented or useful than a single grain of sand or blade of
grass.

repudiate our selfish sense of superiority.

understand that we are nothing more than an equal part of the
whole.

respect the comforts and needs of others. protect the weak.
shelter the young and the elderly.

learn to listen rather than be heard.

practice love without ego.

find the wisdom to understand that i am nothing if i am not
everything.

remember that an enemy is only another aspect of the light
within us. refuse to see the darkness, search instead for
the goodness, the loving, pure life energy.

peace may be an impossible dream.

there is no more worthy quest.