Showing posts with label where i'm going. Show all posts
Showing posts with label where i'm going. Show all posts
Thursday, February 14, 2019
Monday, June 18, 2018
![[ Poem text: it was a cliff at the edge of the sea except the sea was a desert dry its waves dusty yet a sliver of starlight whispered a secret to her heart and she knew engulfed in the sand submerged in this sea lay a hidden city fed by a well a full and limitless well brimming with the deepest longings of her heart]](https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhkWZLA7oiJzgKByiyXcyK253P1rKeq1BBxOK0RNH7aynfRrzL0dytL0KuzYex5uQij-dq2dozP66hdxEh2WmrWW3-iJ3WRwy9TxA7JjBHPOC_75hnZDYyOx82vYYgYxF-j7-arurhmkVE/s1600/poem-lost-city-blue-iva-by-the-sea-350px.png "Lost City - Poem by iva m - iva by the sea")
Friday, August 11, 2017
![Poem text: until every scar is kissed away / until every scar is kissed away / until every scar is kissed away / you are safe within my arms / and i am holding you close / like treasure i have found in a battlefield / and until every scar is kissed away / then and only then will i let you go / but only so you can learn to fly [He says the 'you' is plural]](https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgBcLtQ4nJ1T0z9DPOIl7C0IRSnmV79HyZOEzJCwNeSNsPWUVpfQLiRv9m8OIEQGayCMMbFagWmQUCTq6uDH4MGqVoKOV1UU0SLZqxel3kE2j7lXch35FmkZuHZpSU_1JP_H862mW8s4K4/s1600/poem-until-every-scar-is-kissed-away-iva-by-the-sea.png "Until every scar is kissed away - poetry by iva m - iva by the sea")
Monday, August 7, 2017
![wingless [poem text] - it wasn't until her windflower form was tangled in the web of his fairy tale and she could not free herself without tearing her wings -- that she realized her heart was not safe in his arms . . . . [ she had hoped he was kind and sweet and good, but he had made her no promises. ]](https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiVeld8WRUQbgmgzRg8a7b4WQcKTE8WScNLj6eBkFphNZ5NQfQ2Z8MIJo8DNfBvKEv_66gtX5ZL2wrerhYCzQYhzKq2jgqS_sgJLmu4mGPJMCBXf9J71cwz933807oHxivUAiG6jaQTt9k/s1600/poem-wingless-iva-by-the-sea.png "wingless - poem by iva m - iva by the sea")
![farewell poem text: [and so / wingless and torn / she weeps as / she sleeps again / in her chrysalis] . . . . . . because she loved him. and that sort of thing never goes away.](https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgfZ6Lg1wSSDPcH5_Wx3Pdny-A8zJ0UIynDVgIicAOCR4ipqIcGXMWGlCV4sb5HtJHjXhCzh7yD-WRxXqvlweHDn5kh_jGokiSFkq47nr-7iLWfeaPuQNOXU-AAZP5K8bwy43Z4JmbiGC4/s1600/poem-farewell-iva-by-the-sea.png "farewell - poem by iva m - iva by the sea")
Saturday, April 22, 2017
The Crystal Sea
The boat lists in the crystal sea, tipping lower into the clear water. Sand on the seafloor shimmers as sunlight kisses it with ripples. A gossamer vine waves in an underwater breeze as a hand streams through the water — gentle, pale, smooth.
Laughter like wind chimes.
She is finally at rest. Finally she breathes freely and deeply.
Finally, she laughs with joy at the beauty of sky and cloud and sand and sea.
She is freed from her chains, and her arms are free from the marks, the indentations of the iron bands which once held her prisoner.
— iva m
[While this is yet to be fulfilled, I know that the Lord has secured her release.]
[originally written August 26, 2016]
