Look out for me

Not sure whether womazzle will continue.  Google seems bent on making access to it difficult.  

I will try to keep the site open, but this might just be my last post for now.   

I will be around though.  Somewhere.  

Look out for far out bits and pieces about this world and the one to come...

... IF.

Revisiting

Keep me in your thoughts

While time resumes its pace

While this narration carries on

And leaves us in its wake

Of the words that passed between us

Let them not be in vain

Eager is my wandering mind
To visit them again

silent

I bathed my fire in the sea

And locked my storm inside that rock

It seems my heart fell silent then

No song has filled my lungs

Of all the tributes I have paid

None has been so dear

To walk this road in silence now

The snow unmarked appears

(AeJordan)

Solace

On grey wings’ journeys

My pace engages

When dark the early hour

Comes

In desperate hollows’

Warm embrace

Light’s brave gleam

So quickly fades

Where no breeze

The air can stir

A gentle tread

No baring finds 

Solace breaks the

Mournful silence

With her silken robes

Of changing hues

(Anna E. Jordan)

This is it

It is what it is
And nothing lasts forever
So why don't you just stop the battle
Why don't you just stop the rant
Since it is what it is
And nothing lasts forever

Message of Fall

I follow the rising mist downhill.  But as I am closing in, it lifts.

Coat of Rock

Lea had a dream the other night after we had returned home from a mountain hike with my parents and she told me about it the following day.  It was a continuation of the hike only that in her dream I chose to take extra risks while trying to reach the top by jumping over deep crevices and scaling up steep mountain sides.  Everyone else played it safe by sticking to the trail.  Each time I had successfully met my challenge, I was ceremoniously rewarded with a coat of rocks.  Gradually I came to wear this immensely thick armour of different coloured rock.  

I can relate to that somehow.... 

Unforgotten

There the fine line descends 

Through broken promises

Old but not forgotten

Under sorrows heavy charge

Eyes now dry

Of rivers long since passed

From battles not forgotten

A furtive glean no more

A heart now silenced

In wistful sullenness

Weak but not forgotten

Gone with Spring for now

Apologies

Apologies to the clouds 

for not following their way.

Apologies to the leaves 

for not cushioning their fall.

Apologies to the oceans

for not listening to their tale.

Apologies to you, my love,

for all that I am not.  

Brazen

In this 

I am alone

Among the many

In deepened grooves

I set my foot

While muddied fields

Are by my side

But steady

Is my doubtful mind

My loving heart 

A brazen warrior

Our Shadow's Grip

In dark doldrums 
Slovenly sunken
The mind lingers
Dreaming of light

In fearfulness
Screeching 
That formidable force
That swift blow strikes

Again and yet again
The nimble shadow’s grip
Tightens

So great, so humbling

Moods of September

No lightness lingers 

No faintness she betrays

Gone is all hesitation

of the early days

Her touch lays heavy

Her breath is full

In her displays of passion

is every lover’s pull

Her mood is sullen

She rises late

And past the zenith of her life

no haste does she display

When in her warm embrace

I come along

at her somber pace

A soothing song

And then we part as seasons change

and nights prolong

In Good Time

I am in a place where I am best
With myself
I have heard laughter’s sweet chimes
Ebb in good time
‘Tis a solace that life’s claws are soft

Just Now

The children are sitting on the swing off the tall tree in the back of the garden. Their voices caress the wind and the sun light is dancing on their faces. The apple tree outside my window is clad in plump blossoms and for a moment I am inclined to forget all that needs mending. For a moment, it is just this, the moment itself. Just this one, just now.

Just Because

Let’s say you are a woman of great caliber and ideals let’s say you’ve got ambition and one or two degrees you may even speak some Urdu, Russian or Farsi and in your native language you publish astonishing poetry But the simple fact that you are a woman justifies the reality that no matter how much you try there most certainly will be some reason why you never reach that high Because miraculously there is always something that clearly will let you know that if you are a woman the limit will never be the sky... 

Let’s say you’ve got something that you feel passionately about maybe being a teacher, a guardian, or a nurse but yet they won’t fail to point out that you took a rather unpromising turn because there certainly is no doubt that how ever much you put in very little ends up on your account. But the simple fact that you are a woman justifies the reality that no matter how much you try there most certainly will be some reason why you never reach that high Because miraculously there is always something that clearly will let you know that if you are a woman the limit will never be the sky... 

 Let’s say you became a doctor, a lawyer, or software designing geek Let’s say it’s something clever Something men usually do seek And let’s say that you are really great at it and Work long hours week after week So you can buy a penthouse in Manhattan, two sailboats, and villa in the south of Crete But the simple fact that you are a woman justifies the reality that no matter how much you try there most certainly will be some reason why you never reach that high Because miraculously there is always something that clearly will let you know that if you are a woman the limit will never be the sky...

Whether you manage your kids with nannies, an extended family or two Whether you have opted out of the double day as some clever ones will think is good to do Whether you put off your career because you have it all thought through Or whether you are the income earner The one off to London or Peru The simple fact that you are a woman justifies the reality that no matter how much you try there most certainly will be some reason why you never reach that high Because miraculously there is always something that clearly will let you know that if you are a woman the limit will never be the sky...

Thursday Thought

For the moment I am the one I am And I shall be here for a while.

for now

i have sought lodgings in my soul

since i let my mind speak open volumes

invited sincerity but harvested all

but twisted tongues and sullen silence

moving out to seek the likeminded

i found but figments of the golden rule and

saw that bent scales have made

good fortunes on the backs of the unfortunate

so time again has come to teach me better

thus to abandon my lighthearted endeavour

and reckon with the turbid waters that

lick the edges of my sanctuary

In the Distance of a Night

And here we are on the other side
minds bedazzled drunken and laden
on the morning of that last night

With speech slow and memory quiet
what we promised lingers
in the darkness of one long night

Some words may be drawn to light
but more still will be left behind
in the distance of a night

Winter Once More

This winter is like all winters
      Soon come and gone
    A succession of days lulled
      By the shadow of time

   Days drifting barely noticed
      Through the twilight
   Of our awareness at times
      Leaving silence in their wake

    Sameness, the never changing
      Fragrance of all days
    Left behind in a moment
      To behold once more

November

On cold branches lingers
the light of my memories

In dark heavy clouds rests
the beauty of your promise