Sodality's Small Attempts at Poetry

[Sodality]

Here I am

Yes this is me
with all of my faults
all of my tiny imperfections
for all the world to see
here I am on display for you
On display for me...
On display for who?

Oh yes with all of my high standards...
Yes..I know I am pretty
Yes I know I have sexuality
Yes I know I can please you
almost as well as I please myself..
here I am on display
Here I am for the world to see..
So tell me this
Why cant anyone see the true me?

 

[Sodality]

Another


Would that I could dare to take you unto the folds of linen that encase the most supple of flesh ebbing with the desire to merely be touched, caressed so sweetly as the entanglement of limbs becomes one and the breast of both hath gone into staggered whispers.

Dare I whisper unto thine ears my most secrets of desires and yet unleash more of the beast that dwells within the lust of sin.... But hark is it indeed sin to love the way we do or to feel the earth shattering climax as has happened on many a fortnight....

Or could it only be the dream that I awaken shaking from with the beads of perspiration running along my cheeks....

 

[Sodality]

Another


Too soon to Mention

I used to look into your eyes
I used to be in there somewhere
just like I was inside your heart
so very long ago.

We used to sit and talk all night
about life and where the road will lead
I used to lean on you and cry
so very long ago.

Somehow we got lost inside
the both of us couldn’t find our way
not being careful onto what we tread
not so very long ago.

The light inside your eyes has dimmed
so very like the light in mine
for different reasons I suspect
unfortunate for all involved it had to go so fast.
A relationship gone dissolved too soon to mention
but what hurts the most inside the heart
was the loss of a real true friend.

I used to look into those eyes
and see the love built within
unfortunate for all involved
it is gone too soon to mention.

 

[Sodality]

Awakening



And so she walks
on tip toes and in satin slippers
filled with apprehension and intrigue
all mixed inside to form a perfect blend
of fantasy and life.

The music starts
graceful is she in her satin slippers
dancing to the melody that plays
as if the music guides her through this dance.

A hand...it slips...
about her waist so tenderly
as the music sweeps over her
dancing on tip toes in her satin slippers

This feeling so familiar
tugging gently at the heart strings
dancing to this music
his hand about her waist
gliding across the floor in her satin slippers.

Too soon the hand is gone
the music fades away
the mist that keeps her dream alive
has since given way
to the morning after
she danced in satin slippers.

 

[Sodality]

The Apparition

And so the mirror turns to face the girl
what does she see within?
A mere ghost of what she once was
A fleeting thought, a charlatan of sorts
that turned inward at the fall of love.

Forever changed
a cold and bitter legacy
of broken dreams and promises daunted
this is what remains of the reflection that she sees.

But what is this, from the shards of self pity?
Could it be that strength comes from broken spirit?
Or could it be that the spirit outlived the breaking
in all of it's wisdom
learning to survive to go on and to live
regardless of the misfortune of
some unwary traveler across it's
already wounded belly.

A ghost of sorts
drifting in and out of lives
and for some chance
by some small miracle
the remedy has been found.

~Sara 5/8/00~

 

[Sodality]

Caught up

Beyond the laughter
Past all of the tears
there is a place I know
where the world is cold as stone.

Nothing moves
nothing breathes
just the silence that
is forever surrounding me.

That in between state
hanging amidst life and death
I roam around silent
as if stillness were my friend.

It is in this place
clarity is defined
all the worries of this world
gone, and the standing still of time
is endless as I search what little soul
I have left for myself
as pieces of it stripped away by giving
a little here a little there...until
there is nothing left but the silent beating of a cold dead heart.

 

[Sodality]

Just a fool


Is it in the way that you look to me
for friendship on that
temporary level
Or when you are drinking that you turn to me
for solace in your tired and ruined life.

Is it that I am just that dependable
someone you feel will always be there
when you falter or your life falls apart
at your feet like mine did
when you left me.

Or is it that I am just that blind, that in love,
that foolish to believe you are ever
coming back to me in any way
to watch me wither away and die
before your eyes with a
morbid curiosity that drives us all
to slow down at a car wreck and watch
for blood.

 

[Sodality]

And In Time

It heals the wounds
this is what they say
It makes the dark and dreary
come to light in the morning

It makes all of the pain subside
this is what is heard
that heals the broken spirit
Yes...it will if you believe.
This is what was told.

It keeps the faithless at bay
and the faithful keeping hope
which is all they really have left.

It brings you to me, and me to you
Over the course of a winding road
to stand at your side and you at mine
So that this life or what is thought to be a life
is not spent in solace or in loneliness.

but to have those alike combined
intertwined, embraced and enveloped
in that which brings us to be like one another.
this
This is time.
Sara 5/25/00

 

[WickedEve]

Thank you for sharing all these poems. I hope I get a chance to read them tomorrow. It's a little late right now and I'm too tired to concentrate on poetry.

 

[Sodality]

Thank you!



Eve thank you so much I truely appreciate you taking the time. You are very kind to do so. I hope that you enjoy I know poetry is extremely subjective.