Jennifer McMahon

[SIZE=5]The Longing…………

They spoke a language
Unknown to me.
Words which I had once
Sought to understand now fell
Lifeless, turning inward
Embracing the disquiet
Still, insistent, urgent
Sensing a need, welling
Deep and dark and constant.
Disconnected from an essence which once
Had stirred it into being
A long insistent shadow of self
Burned into the deepest memory
Of desire to be as one with others
And yet unable
To quiet the voice within
Endlessly speaking the words
With no meaning.
Searching for belonging
In places dark and lifeless
Looking for something
which cannot be found.

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Listen to the Music………..

September 16th 2008 12:11

Listen to the Music………..

I breathe; and here I am, alone
stirring from within
A sense of deep knowing
Of conscious longing, of desire
So entwined yet so unseen
Your parlance is divine yet bitter sweet
for oft the honeyed melodies
have rent my heart: as much
I know the seeping pain intoned
Which rises unbeckoned
To seek the glorious shades of wanting
Perchance concealed in your rhythm
And your breath
As you reveal its essence and intent
So cast upon my heart as to remain
An everlasting question
Which shrouds itself in silent incantations
Revealed in time perhaps
If courage finds its voice to tell and ask
Of love so true and pure
That none can know of it who have not known…..
As I have known

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In Search of Stonehenge..................

September 15th 2008 06:42

In Search Of Stonehenge…………

Wild skies embrace the soundlessness
Of deep and weary treading
Upon the leading paths to where
Peace enfolds the worthy and the willing
For oft the calling went unanswered
To fall beyond the mark, disdained
And left, in silence, bearing down
As one who should more known
The cost of the (be) getting
But such it is no protest want to change
The folly of unchartered lives
That ne’er but heard the wise words
Of hallowed things, a treasure worth
Indeed perhaps more then can be said
So hasten now to stay your way
And caste your thoughts upon the weaving,
Reflecting, yearning, knowing at once
The trueness of the blessing
Beget to those who ponder, well upon
To what their path will lead if not to when,
Will know the heart heard words
And not go wanting
But grasp the moment, willing to be worthy
To choose to know and to fulfil.

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