Mistress

My mistress has a

voice so sweet

melodic to melancholy

but it can change

anguish to anger

as she shouts so loud

for all to hear

that she has spoken

loud and clear.

The window rattles

I lay awake

on this cold morn.

Whist listening

my Mistress howl

her lonely song

she sounds forlorn.

Wailing

so desperately

her  despair

echoes

as her tone

fills my empty room.

A distant din

her voice attacks

all flora and fauna

surrounding my garden,

they do not stand a chance

against my lady’s frustration.

Silence falls

as she withdraws

her windy expression

just for a moment

until once more

she raises her voice

to blow away

this bluest morning.

MedusaMoon c 2013

Lover man!

No words describe

my love divine

inside of me

such sweet

devotion.

I gaze into

his starry eyes

and my heart

is left

wide open.

A life time

wasted

I looked for him

in every man

who left me empty.

My trust destroy

by others

yet, he restores

within me

fresh hopefulness.

My faith reborn

love is not a dream

nor a fairy tale

that is

unreachable.

Alas, I am living

in his creation

and bath in

these feelings

he evokes in me.

I wait for dawn

for a new day

when he and I

shall be united.

In harmony

a beautiful melody

I love this man

and he loves me.

Medusa 2013

This Man!

Fear subsides

I see him now

Clearer than

before.

Within this man

lies love

so treasured.

I choose to hide

no more.

My child inside

so frighten.
Fearful

of pain, sorrow

and of joy

Yet, after one  night
wrapped inside of him

uncertainty
accepted.
I then
arose

once more.

Out of the darkness

this bitter sadness

of loneliness

and isolation.

Into his arms

so strong and inviting

oh him

I long to hold.

I need him now

so brightly beautiful,

his shining star

my guiding light.

I was lost

without purpose

until the moment

I meet his grace.

The instant

I glanced

upon his most

handsome face.

C  2013 MedusaMoon

JB!

His inner distress

encompassed me

I sat silent

unable to console

comfort

or offer solace.

He means the world to me

yet he is unable to see

his beauty.

Amazingly creative

gentle, warm and kind.

My heart cries out to him

locked inside his detached mind.

Frustrated, depressed, alone

trying to relate

a world of confusion

struggles to understand

why he is different to I.

I wish to be a mirror

for his grace and awe

so he will notice

what I notice

fantastical, special man.

All my compassion and empathy

falls down around his feet

unable to relate to me

thus part of his defeat.

Be strong enough

to stand by his side

and offer him

unconditional loving nurture.

whilst ask for nothing in return

my challenge

as I learn to be with him.

He evokes me

my soul ablaze

I shine within his company.

He offers me

divine consolation

whenever the plight

of meaninglessness

surrounds me.

As gift

this man

whom I so need.

To walk beside me

as my friend.

In a world gone mad

it is he who permits me

to see the sense of it.

How cruel

that he can offer me

a universe of

wonderment and splendour.

While he is blind

to his own magnificence

or is able to see me

reflect his phenomenon.

My dearest friend

whom I called JB

I wish that you could feel

All that I see in thee.

MedusaMoon  © 2013

Joseph # 2

In isolation

he suffers

the burning sensation

consumes his mind.

Clutching his brain

within his hands

removing all contents

just stop.

Behind an invisible

 glass menagerie

staring outward at the world

pleading with me to relate

regardless how hard I try

I fail time again.

Fading fast

into a world

of misunderstood chaos.

The child within his being

disconnected, abandoned, unbeknown

tormenting daydreams

silent blood-curling screams

don’t leave me on my own.

To experience interconnectedness

I see, you have, not me.

Years of disillusion, confusion

“What the hell is wrong with me?”

Retracing steps

to gain a sense

of who he used to be

helplessness, hopelessness, desperation.

Night turns into day

“Why am I here?”

Countless answered questions

a continual battle to survive.

Oh how he sadness me

as he is just the most

amazing man,

so gifted, artistic, autistic, musician, magician,

Joseph…I so wish that you

could see

how brightly you shine.

MedusaMoon  © 2013

Heartbreaking!

Drifting afloat

In the blackest nitesky

Falling into the deep

Drowning in an icy pool

I begin to weep.

Lonely and blue

Fragile ice

Tears roll as

I think of you.

Breakable flesh

Thinner than thin

Uncomfortable inside

My once thick skin.

Behind a waterfall

I hid my heart

Not to be touch

Cold as rock

Dead, so old.

Something inside me dies

I sit by the window of your soul

You do not see me

I remain still.

Mountains fall

My wonder crumbles

Dreams disturbed

But

Not before

I awake to see

You

Do not belong

To me.

Medusa  c 2012

Recovery

My blessings are immeasurable

I sit in silence

and reflect on my life.

Encircled by such beauty and light

I hold gratitude for food provided

and the shelter that houses my soul.

Inside this space, there is comfort and warmth

I feel contented and protected.

I hold this immense love inside

Love that shines outwardly

To those around me, some

whom I invite into my life,

and others,  whom I now cautiously avoid.

I hold huge affection for those who,

in the past, have demonstrated

a sense of non-judgemental understanding,

and who offered me a chance.

I carry compassion and kindness

for anyone who crosses my path.

On my journey

into recover

My beautiful existence

Today, I feel alive

I experience joyous and peaceful bliss.

Yet, I am humbled by those individuals

who still struggle to come to terms

with their painful past.

The hell that they have had to endure,

The nightmare they will still experience in whilst in addiction.

Inspired by their resilience and inner strength

In a world so full of suffering.

And all I can offer is this message

That regardless of your plight

I hear you

I see you.

And there is always hope,

there is purposefulness,

there is a wondrous life!

One day, I hope that you too

will give yourself a chance

and step into the light.

Abandon your self-destructiveness

and walk the road into recovery.

Because I am worth it,

And you are worth it too.

Accompany those of us

who travel this journey

into recovery

Where life is simple,

and you are free.

MedusaMoon © 2012