Bratilclious Litha Sapien's blog: "Poems"

Friends forever in an eternal bond All have grown quite fond! Rubbed off on one another Each one like a brother (or sister) The hardships...They share. The fear...They stare. The challenge...gladly excepted. A threat...easily intercepted. Bonded by friendship and trust. Never fearing to accost. Hardly any rules to abide by, No use trying to be sly. Friend for good, Pack-mates for life, Kin for eternity!

Emerald, green, grass sprouts about Trees grow tall, sturdy and plentiful. Flowers spring up glowing and beautiful Life springing upon us. New additions roll about, wrestling Light, slightly humid breezes carry Leaves adrift and weave its way Through the fur of pups. Two lovers lay, parked against a tree. The female sitting, back against it. Her mate resting his head on her lap There love for one another amuses. Plants tickle their fur Fire in his eyes and a burning heart and soul. Life in hers and an uplifting wind. Pinched cheeks glow brightly. He gives her a charming smile, She blushes even more, an ankle band stating clearly who she loves. A tattoo marks him, No belonging just loving. He brings his hand up by her heart He holds a red flower. A gift of compassion and warm heartedness More flowers come to blanket the land. Spring has sprung upon us What else has sprung upon us? The gift of love and life Two wishes come true.

~ Broken Trust ~ Pain of the heart has no end when betrayed by a friend Urging you to share your heart they'll rip your soul apart... You keep their secrets concealed while yours are carelessly revealed Why do they do these things knowing the pain it brings...? These folks, if truth be known have no life of their own... Their drab imagination has no fire they feed off others dreams and desires Heed what the Elders taught the wisdom of my friend Red Hawk Stay on the Red Road as you walk and careful with whom you talk... Do not share feelings of the heart some things you should never impart Longings should not be shared with another for they will only spread them further... Acting like they care is only a ploy they're playing a game and you're the toy Revealing your secrets is cruel and unjust there's nothing worse than a broken trust You respect and keep their secrets thinking in turn they'll do the same but you've fallen victim to their game... It's broken trust my friends and in the end... No one really wins Barbara LaBarbera © 2004 (LadyBleaux)

~ Bound As One ~ Without a shadow I wandered alone in the sun, A flower wilting without rain The winter long and cold until you came. No more loneliness For we have the other, Close together we will be To care and love For we can see That oneness gives life. Oneness as warmth to keep out the cold Oneness as light to banish the darkness Oneness as comfort when pain has come Oneness as shelter from raging storm Oneness as wisdom to offer support. There is no chill of night There is nothing more to fear For we are one. Creator of all the universe Creator of our heart our Lord and Redeemer Hold us in oneness that we may live long on Your earth. And when our days fade to a last sunset we will soar above the heavens where there is perfect peace comfort, warmth, shelter and light, Our oneness with You Forever complete. Soft Whispers from Derry's Heart Poems © 2004 used with permission heartwhispers@iinet.net.au

~ UTSONATI ~ A shrill buzzing splits the summer air. Look close and you can see him there, Blending with the earth and the withered grass. Back away ! Don't disturb ! Let him pass! His flicking tongue and piercing eye Tell him a friend stands close by. He sheaths the long and awesome teeth And glides away in the forest heath. It is the Rattlesnake sacred to the Cherokee. "He has a bell" the old ones say, "Be warned. He is utsonati. Never has he been our foe, his poison not for men. His buzzing only meant to be a warning to his kin." He was once a Warrior who the Little Men Changed to a snake for a mission when The Sun was angry and caused a drought. The People were dying and he went out To try and stop the vengeful Sun From killing the People with her burning run. He failed, even though he tried his best, And became an example for all the rest Of those who fight for the common good Living their lives as a Warrior should Protecting the People, their homes and their land, Forging the Circle into a strong band. Give him respect and remember him when You're asked to serve the causes of men. Will you be able to be as free With your life as the noble utsonati? by Dragonfly © 2004 used with permission

~ Spirit Cleansed ~ It is out there in the forest It is where I find some rest On a lake where I may listen And life's answers, I am given Hear what the spirits have to say Words are spoken nature's way The wind as voices, softly speak To help you find all that you seek To shake the fears of loneliness With honesty earned, I am blessed Loved ones of the past tell you true All the love, that comes to you The breeze yet fills with voices clear Showing things which you hold dear To help the soul sort out the bad Putting away what made you sad Then you return with spirit cleansed As all good things, come to an end Nature is where you find a peace Listen to great ancestors speak Gary Salter © 2005 hippie_47_52@yahoo.com

~ Spirit Whispers ~ I am the beauty in all you see but at times burdened in misery I am the joy and sadness in your heart... the pride and courage that sets you apart With words often felt but left unsaid I am the silent tears you shed I am the echoes in your memory golden treasures held close to me... I am joy, laughter and smiles with the bright energy of a child I am in your every thought and bear scars from battles fought I guide you with strength and care I am the given love you share I am reflections of what is your best I am the peace that brings you rest I am the strength and dignity you hold I am the reflection of your soul Invisible like vapors of air... Yet I am always there Our destinies are locked together I will be with you forever You will always feel me near as a soft whisper, I am here... I am all you think, feel and see I am what you make me to be I guide you in all that you do I am the spirit within you You are ever near it Do not fear it Listen with your heart and hear it I am your spirit I know you through and through... I am you Barbara LaBarbera (LadyBleaux) © 2004 used with permission ThunderWolfLA@aol.com

~ Anagalisgi ~ Look to the West when dark clouds gather And the racing wind runs before stormy weather Tossing the Sacred Cedars' branches, Making leaves whirl in frantic dances. Soon He will appear, son of Thunder and Cherokee maid. Shouts of His brothers, the Young Thunders, slowly fade. Nature pauses in breathless hesitation. Birds and four legs fall silent with anticipation. Suddenly, He is here, stepping over mountains tall Lighting the clouds from their somber pall With white fire blooming from either hand, Casting a brilliant glow over all the land. The earth trembles at His hard pounding feet And the rumble of His game wheel so very fleet Rolls across the meadows and the soft green hill Where the tsalagi watch in wonder still. What can match the glory of His terrible beauty That pierces the eyes and lingers in clarity ? What can withstand His fury and awesome power That torches the aspen and splits the rock's bower ? He is anagalisgi, The Lightning, the Red Man of the Cherokees With a rattlesnake necklace and copperheads on His knees. He is the bringer of Sacred Fire to the Tribal Home And victor over the demon Brass where ever he may roam. He is the handsome youth that will never die Standing proud and tall in a darkened sky While around Him the thunders break and roll. Anagalisgi --- flashing symbol of the Cherokee soul. by Dragonfly © 2004 used with permission

Tree.. People call me "Tree". I had dated 5 girls when I was in Pre-U. There is one girl who I love a lot but never dared to go after. She didn't have a pretty face, good figure or an outstanding charm. She was just a very ordinary girl. I liked her. I really liked her. I liked her innocence, her frankness, her intelligence and her fragility. Reason for not going after her was that I felt somebody so ordinary like her was not a good match for me. I was also afraid that after we were together all the feelings would vanish. I was also afraid other's gossip would hurt her. I felt that if she were my girl, she'd be mine ultimately & I didn't have to give up everything just for her. The last reason, made her accompanying me for 3 years. She watched me chase other girls, and I have made her heart cry for 3 years. She was a good actor, and me a demanding director. When I kissed my second girlfriend, she bumped into us. She was embarrassed but smiled & said, "Go on!" before running off. The next day, her eyes were swollen like a walnut. I did not want to know what caused her to cry. Later that day, I returned from soccer training to get something & watched her cry in the classroom for an hour or so. My fourth girlfriend did not like her. There was once when both of them quarreled. I know that based on her character she is not the type that will start the quarrel. However, I still sided my girlfriend. I shouted at her & ignored her feelings and walked off with my girlfriend. The next day, she was laughing & joking with me like nothing happened. I know she was hurt but she did not know deep down inside I was hurt too. When I broke up with my fifth girlfriend, I asked her out. Later that day, I told her I had something to tell her. I told her about my break up. Coincidentally, she has something to tell me too, about her getting together.. I knew who the person was. His pursuit for her had been the talk of the School. I did not show her my heartache, just smiles & best wishes. Once I reached home, I could not breathe. Tears rolled & I broke down. How many times have I seen her cry for the man who did not acknowledge her presence? During graduation, I read a SMS in my mobile. It said, "Leaf's departure is because of Wind's pursuit. Or because Tree didn't ask her to stay" Leaf.. People call me Leaf.. During the 3 years of Pre-U, I was on very close terms with a guy as buddy kind. However, when he had his first girlfriend, I learnt a feeling I never should have learnt - Jealousy. Sourness to the extreme limit. They were only together for 2 months. When they broke up, I hide my happiness. But after a month, he got together with another girl. I liked him & I know he liked me. But why won't he pursue me? Since he loves me why he didn't he make the first move? Whenever he had a new girlfriend, my heart would hurt. After some time, I began to suspect that this was one-sided love. If he didn't like me, why did he treat me so well? It's beyond what you will normally do for a friend. I know his likes, his habits. But his feelings towards me I can never figure out. You can't expect me a girl, to ask him. Despite that, I still wanted to be by his side. Care for him, accompany him, and love him. Hoping that one day, he will come to love me. Because of this, I waited for him. Sometimes, I wondered if I should continue waiting. The pain, the dilemma accompanied me for 3 years. At the end of my 3rd year, a junior pursues me. Everyday he pursues me. He's like the cool & gentle wind, trying to blow off a leaf from a tree. In the end, I realized that I wanted to give this wind a small footing in my heart. I know the wind will bring the leaf to a better land. Finally, leaf left the tree, but the tree only smiled & didn't ask me to stay. Leaf's departure is because of Wind's pursuit. Or cause Tree didn't ask her to stay.. Wind.. People call me Wind.. Because I like a girl called leaf. Because she's so dependent on tree, so I have to be a gust wind. A wind that will blow her away. When I first met her, it was 1 month after I was transferred to this new school. I saw a petite person looking at my seniors & me playing soccer. During ECA time, she will always be sitting there. Be it alone or with her friends, looking at him. When he talks with girls, there's jealousy in her eyes. When he looked at her, there's a smile in her eyes. Looking at her became my habit. Just like, she likes to look at him. One day, she didn't appear. I felt something missing. I can't explain the feeling except it's a kind of uneasiness. The senior was also not there as well. I went to their classroom, hid outside and saw my senior scolding her. Tears were in her eyes while he left. The next day, I saw her at her usual place, looking at him. I walked over and smiled to her. Took out a note & gave to her. She was surprised. She looked at me, smiled & accepts the note. The next day, she appeared & passes me a note and left. It read, "Leaf's heart is too heavy and wind couldn't blow her away.." "It's not that leaf heart is too heavy. It because leaf never want to leave tree." I replied her note with this statement and slowly she started to talk to me & accept my presents & phone calls. I know that the person she loves is not me. But I have this perseverance that one day I will make her like me. Within 4 months, I have declared my love for her no less than 20 times. Every time, she will divert away from the topic. But I never give up. If I decide I want her to be mine, I will definitely use all means to win her over. I can't remember how many times I have declared my love to her. Although I know, she will try to divert but I still bear a small ray of hope. Hoping that she will agree to be my girlfriend. I didn't hear any reply from her over the phone. I asked, "What are you doing? How come you didn't want to reply?" She said, "I'm nodding my head". "Ah?" I could n't believe my ears. "I'm nodding my head" She replied loudly. I hang up the phone, quickly changed and took a taxi and rush to her place & press her doorbell. During the moment when she opens the door, I hugged her tightly. Leaf departure is because of Wind pursuit. Or because Tree didn't ask herto stay... Moral.. In love, we win very rarely, but when love is true, even if you lose, you still win just for having the tingle of loving someone more than you love yourself. There comes a time when we stop loving someone, not because that person has stopped loving us but because we have found out that, they'd be happier if we let go.. Why do we close our eyes when we sleep? When we cry? When we imagine? When we kiss? This is because THE MOST BEAUTIFUL THINGS IN THE WORLD ARE UNSEEN. There are things that we never want to let go of, people we never want to leave behind, but keep in mind that letting go isn't the end of the world. It's the beginning of a new life. Happiness lies for those who cry those who hurt, those who have searched and those who have tried. For only they can appreciate the importance of the people who have touched our lives. A great love? It's when you shed tears and still you care for them, it's when they ignore you and still you long for them. It's when they begin to love another and yet you smile and say, "I'm happy for you." If love fails, set yourself free, let your heart spread its wings and fly again. Remember you may find love and lose it, but when love dies, you never have to die with it. The strongest people are not those who always win but those who stand back up when they fall. Somehow, along the course of life, you learn about yourself and realize that there should never be regrets, only a lifelong appreciation of the choices you've made. Loving is not how you forget but how you forgive, not how you listen but how you understand, not what you see but how you feel, and not how you let go but how you hold on. It's more dangerous to weep inwardly rather than outwardly. Outward tears can be wiped away while secret tears scar forever.. It's best to wait for the one you want than settle for one that's available. It's best to wait for the right one because life is too short to waste on just someone . . .

Sadist’s Lullaby Fire. Ravens. Marching forward...time keeps moving on. There seemed to be a mix-up in the red brick house near dawn, but slowly changing, ever changing, elevated minds, I curse you, under, my breath deeply... now the time has come, with claw marks, bruises, bitten ankles, hearts bleeding from men, you had your chance now, real big chance, now you must lie in it. There was a day then, back in the day then, I would sit and wait, so quietly, so naively, so stupid with my grin... you gave me things like diamond rings and some form of PTStressDisorder, while you watched me cry, then one day, that hot June day, I realized I was wrong, how dare I let a little man with petite hands play me like a song, a bleached blonde junkie drunk with abortion papers, an OCD Nazi, a schitzophrenic voodoo dollie, oh, and Mommy Dearest to boot! I shot them all in my head, some hung by a noose of their own hair, I watched them fall, one and all... here are the crosses I bare. © Lisa Vicious 2008