Touching You

~Touching You~

(original artwork by David Mesplé - thumbnail from Exhaustion of Courage)

My palms ingest your protective fleece

My fingers devour you like Penelope

Welcoming home her hero

These hands remember every hair

Every curve, like a bird in migration

My skin senses where home is

Your skin beckons my grasp

Touchable creaminess covers your body

Like silken spun softness – it’s magic

I feel like Ulysses and your velvety skin

My quest

Poem by Maryanne Mesplé - May 2-16. Artwork/Photo by David Mesplé. No part of this post may be used without permission from the owner of blog and or artist. 

On Being a Hermit

~On Being a Hermit~

I know the heart of the Hermit

Is a heart war torn

Beaten and downtrodden

A resource tattered and scattered

Used up then left aside

Outside life progresses on

Crawling away, hiding within

Recluse like in darkened internal dens

Withdrawing from the poisons

Of a venomous world

In solitude healing begins

The battle scars reflect

Days once lived in belief and faith

Offering up compassion and love

To those whom choose to only fear

Alone time stands still

Turn off the chatter of a wounded heart

Live a life apart from all the winds

Forgiving forgetting the Terrors of life

Rebuild a spirit that is strengthened

From within

Love is the visceral elixir of faith

The Hermit becomes wise

Beyond thoughts, beyond body

Knowing that to be alone within and without

Heals the tortured soul so that

Wisdom can be born

Come out

(Painting and photo by Maryanne Mesplé 2016)

Poem by Maryanne Mesplé May 2016

Enter - Julie Lynn

~Enter - Julie Lynn~

Secrets kept beneath God’s breath

Are never revealed until

The moment when in expectation

There is a face given a name

Time spent in worry and wonder

Dreaming of who shall appear

Thinking of moments not yet

Lived and then with forceful love

You breathe deeply and I sigh

You jump the bridge between

Ocean and land

I welcome home my

Newest love

The supposed pain is just a dream

The magic is put into motion

Greeting hugging looking

Wondering if we’ve met before

Wispy hair and the softest skin

Breath so fresh in this foreign land

Our eyes drink one another in

God’s secret is revealed at last and

I grasp your love and hang tightly

For together we’ve an adventure

And we’ve made a pact

Forever you’ll be a beat in

My heart

(Julie Lynn - born May 30th, 1979

Photo by Maryanne Mesplé - mom)


Poem by Maryanne Mesplé May 2016

~ Sleeping Eve’s Lament ~

(Photo by Maryanne Mesplé 5-2016)

~Sleeping Eve’s Lament~

I sleep - I dream

Eyes shut against visions unreal

Believing I see and hear God

I sleep - I dream

Desiring, devouring

Forbidden harvest

Believing I’m dismantling truths

I sleep – I dream

I fall betraying my soul

Revealing the rawness

A veneer of flora conceals

Believing I’m naked

I sleep - I dream

Reaching inward outside myself

Touching skin to love

Believing I’m birthing sin

I sleep – I dream

Unconscious in fantasia

Waiting to be awakened

Believing Singularity

Poem and Photo by Maryanne Mesplé May 2016