Tuesday, April 28, 2009

MORNING MIST AND SUNSHINE




Morning mist and sunshine
A beam of the sun
The murmur of the waves
Ages of moonlight
Over the calm ocean

I am the barren land
Waiting for your rain
Swaying in the wind
Hoping for magical moons
To shine

Through night and storm
Through starless and cold
Beams of life
Passion burns the stars
And keeps me alive


Anna Maria

Friday, April 24, 2009

SWEET DREAMS OF LOVE

Whispering love songs I embrace the moon
The stillness and silence of your hands on my face
Cupping my cheeks to hold my tears
Their feathery touch makes my blood sing.

Days of silence, days of waiting and feeling empty
Your touch is the beginning of a fiery emotion and gives way
to tears of joy.

Sweet dreams of love

Anna Maria

Wednesday, April 22, 2009

A MELODY OF LOVE

A melody may teach a lover where love is.
Silver dressed in the moonlight, bathed by heaven and the evening star
a melody of gold tangling your hair
like a clamor of love caught in a song.

Our voices in the wind, air shapes the sound
of all the moons and suns of the days we were in love.
A tide of feelings and awe and wonder swells inside me.
The awe and wonder of true love.

Anna Maria

Monday, April 20, 2009

RAIN AND TEARS

I love you with everything I am, even if you are not by my side.
Thoughts of you are always in my mind, my heart, embedded in my soul.

I think of you. I think you in sadness and in joy.

The rain reminds me of you. I walk slowly and my tears mix with the rain.
Nobody can see the tears, they can see just the rain.

I miss your hands and your arms. I miss your face and your smile.
I miss your voice. You are so silent.

Were you ever there?

Anna Maria

Sunday, April 19, 2009

SHADES OF GREEN AND BLUE

Shades of green and blue color the heave and hurl of the swells embraced by a silver winged breeze.
A room with a tiny view of the sea. The sea that calls for you and me but I sit here alone.

Free and calm waves woven from sea spells caress the sand as you used to caress me.
No more.
Salty air meets my lips, the breeze cools my spirit.

Deep azure waves smash the rocks and the soft sand and seems like eternity since I last saw you.
In the tranquility of the tides I can hear the gulls squawk.
The sun is going down and shines from heaven into the sea.

My tears trickle down to the sea, salt and salty mix.

Like Alfonsina I wish to see the sea floor while eternity passes.

Anna Maria

Friday, April 17, 2009

Waves

The wave came tumbling to lick my feet and then ran away from me, as you did.
The wave was hurrying to get back and maybe hunt for shells. You – I don’t know what you were looking for. Maybe a new lighthouse to enjoy the sea from its top.

Waves are thieves; they steal the sand from the shore, much as you stole my heart.
I made a mound in the sand, I wanted to build a castle for you and me but I just built a mound of sand. In it I shaped your face with a hand wet by salty tears and ocean water.

A whitecap came tumbling and took your face and left me singing into an empty shell, looking at the waves, the starry night and feeling the stormy wind.

Storms never last, light follows darkness and a gentle wind follows the raging tempest.
Beyond the clouds the sun shines and life fills with peace after the hurricane.

Anna Maria

Wednesday, April 15, 2009

Your thorny lack of love

I want to carry you from the valley to the peak of the mountain and show you what lies in that valley.
Buried under the trees and the waters of the stream the shards of my heart can be found.
You broke it, you with your thorny lack of love, your tender make believe smile.

For you I wanted to wake up the sun and hug the moon.
For you I wanted a blue noonday, cool and luminous, to offer you a place of slumber guarded by my love.

When you left you took such a big part off me that you took me apart. Ashes were left, ashes of loss being held in my body, in my cells, in my spirit.

Gone are the tender words whispered in semi sleep.
I was, I existed to hear your voice, to feel your hands.

I do not fondle my weakness, it is inside me, it is just love.

Anna Maria

Tuesday, April 14, 2009

Dancing for you

When life is sad I dance. The drums and string instruments quiet my spirit and give wings to my feet, thunder and lightening.

When the beat is strong I immerse myself in it and do not think of you.
The dancing heals my wounds; I dance to heal my wounds but would like to dance for you who caused them.

Dancing into fountains of light I pretend I dance for you. Sway and sway again, wantonly desiring I dance for your shadow.

I dance through time and feelings. You beat to a rhythm that isn’t mine.
Peace is achieved through the song and dance; I can dance out my feelings.

As in the words of Leonard Cohen: “…..dance me to the end of love”

Anna Maria

Sunday, April 12, 2009

Anna dances

With her manacles unclasped Anna dances her soaring pain away.
Anna dances and the cuts in her soul begin to heal.

To the beat of the drums and in bare feet she lets the pain flow to the rhythm. The stomping of her feet stomps the pain.
Anna dances and the rainbow appears in the sky.

The drums and marimbas sound together and Anna dances his holding hands that are no more. She stomps her feet in rage and dance.

He will be exorcised, banned from her soul by music and dancing.

Anna Maria

Saturday, April 11, 2009

To Silver Wind who likes the sea

What am I doing in Cherbourg? I am alone and there is no hope of forgetting you, even here, in this magic place.

It is night time now. The ocean throbs its waves into the tide, and the waves try to cling to the shore.
As I tried to cling to your love, to no avail.

The sea surges and roars and the wind calls your name.
I crave your hands, your face, and your kisses. I hunger for you as the crests of the waves hunger their return to high seas.

Like the sea, you swallowed everything in me. You took my soul and gave it up, wounded, like the waves tear the sand from the shore in a rustling of salt.

I feel your presence in an errand wave and the wind chills my heart.

Anna Maria

Friday, April 10, 2009

Starlight and dewdrops

I wanted to give you starlight and dewdrops straight from my heart, where you became a beam of light.

I thought I fell in love with you, but no, I fell through your love and nothing could stop the fall. Your hands were not there to hold me.

I was the wind and you were the fire. Your smile brought warmth to my heart and your love ignited the fire in my soul.

The wind dries the land after being soaked by pouring rain and helps carry the clouds of sorrow away.
Maybe my wind blew the clouds too far away. Maybe you felt the chill when the wind blew by you.

My hands are still enshrined where I held your face while kissing you.
I weep and I sing. You are a sweet thought.

Anna Maria

Wednesday, April 8, 2009

The sea

I am looking at the sea, remembering that bit of sea I could see from your window.
This is a different sea, calm, blue, crystal clear. The calm sea of Cyprus.

Your tiny bit of sea was raging with high waves breaking near the path.
Like your soul, the sea was getting angry without knowing at what. There was no reason, but souls and seas do not understand reasons. They just rage or stay calm.

The beach is empty, I am alone, sitting in the sand and looking at the sea. It is cold, not only outside. I feel the cold inside. I feel cold because your arms are not around me. They will not be around me anymore. I lost you.

Like a wave you came and like that same wave you left.

Anna Maria

Tuesday, April 7, 2009

Tonight

Tonight I will be sitting with friends and family around a beautifully set table. It is my first holiday without you.

I will be surrounded by music and laughter, by friends and loving people. You will not be there to wish me a happy holiday, to hug me, to kiss me, to give me a flower.

Tonight I will offer the performance of a great actress. I will smile, sing, dance and pretend being merry.
Inside I will bleed.

A festivity without you is no happy day at all. It is the absolute oxymoron.
I will not disappoint my friends and loved ones; I will smile and make believe I am happy.
Inside I will bleed.

Nobody will know.

Anna Maria

Monday, April 6, 2009

Loving you

You were sad, looked sad and lost. I wanted to share your sadness, take it away from you. I wanted to banish sadness from your heart and didn’t mind taking it with me.
I wanted to see you happy.
Happiness can be shared with many. Sadness can only be shared with those who love you.

I love you. I didn’t choose to love you, it just happened.
It is inevitable, nothing you can do about it, love chooses you and you can’t choose who to love. Cupid’s arrows are invisible.

I fell for you hook, line and sinker and the best I could do was accept the mystery of it all. I knew you were not by my side to stay. I hoped I could make you smile and even laugh before it was over.

The day came and it was over and I just had to let go and be thankful for the joy you brought into my life.
If you loved, you have been alive. I was and am alive and thank Heaven for warming my soul with the wonderful gift of love.

Anna Maria

Sunday, April 5, 2009

My soul stopped smiling and to convince it to smile again I took the violin and started playing. The music cleansed my soul and it started smiling again.

The Spanish writer and poet Calderon de la Barca wrote that if love is not insane it is not love at all.
Probably he was right because insanity is creeping on me and the only reason is love. I don’t really mind this, since I believe people that prefer rationality and run away from insanity will never feel real love.

Everything changed so much in such a short time. You went and all of a sudden the world that had a perfect meaning became meaningless. The perfect blossoming rainbow shattered with the absence of your touch.

My thoughts wander to you by themselves and sometimes I feel unable to breathe if I don’t see you again. I am dying inside.

I will never say goodbye because you will always be with me, inside my soul.

Anna Maria

Saturday, April 4, 2009

We met too late

We met late, too late. By then you wore the scars of failed love and fear of loving kept knocking at your heart.
We were not meant to be and it happened, we drifted apart.

It’s hard to let go because I love you. I know you were never mine but all the same my heart broke when we said goodbye.

There was no battle I could fight, no enemy to bring to its knees. Nothing I could do because you couldn’t love me.

When we parted, I smiled at you because I wanted you to take that smile with you.
My last smile for a long time.

I tried to give you my heart but you refused to take it and now my soul misses the little pieces of you.

Anna Maria

Friday, April 3, 2009

Treasure every moment

Today is called the present because that is exactly what it is – a present life gives us.
It should be treasured, every single moment of it. Life and time wait for no one; it will not wait for you.
Tomorrow is just a maybe; nobody knows what it will bring and yesterday is already over.
Treasure the present, the today, the now and whatever brings tomorrow that will be the present.
If you can live your present, your gift, loving somebody then it does not matter what tomorrow brings.
Live and love.

Anna Maria

Thursday, April 2, 2009

The face of love

Maybe for the world you are just somebody, but to me you are my entire world because I love you.
They say love has many faces, it’s not true. For me it has only one face. Yours is the face of love.

I could see the world in your eyes and your eyes everywhere I went. I wanted to see your love in them, but did not succeed.
Your love wasn’t there, not for me.

I could not stop loving you no matter how hard I tried. Love is life’s sweetest and the most bitter of all mysteries.