Sway branches creak
all night long
in the frolicsome storm
I remember your voices
and the ceaseless chanting of your leaves
sing to me your stories
on the autumn winds
rock me in your arms
until the world never ends
24 Poems ~ 24 Hours
Virginia Carraway Stark is a number one internationally best selling award winning author and had an honorable mention at the Cannes Film Festival for her screenplay Blind Eye. She has won awards for her poetry, novels and essays as well as nominations for her essays, blogs and other writings. She has written in numerous genres and has written in collaborations as well as in novels. She's written for presses from Simon and Schuster to smaller presses and is always up for a trying something new. She's passionate about writing although she rarely takes herself seriously. She believes in fun and measures success in terms of satisfaction rather than bank accounts or awards and prestige. She is frequently found on interviews and author panels, radio shows and online but usually, she's behind her computer or a good book or somewhere in nature. She has succeeded in completing writing specialties from Weslyan University and a specialty in ecology from Yale university. She is currently studying music from the University of Rochester. Learning is yet another of Virginia's passions. You can find out more at www.virginiastark.wordpress.com and then clicking on the 'about me' section.
Sway branches creak
all night long
in the frolicsome storm
I remember your voices
and the ceaseless chanting of your leaves
sing to me your stories
on the autumn winds
rock me in your arms
until the world never ends
Her face looked gaunt and old
her body bloated more
each time I saw her
she thought she could block up the door
with a pendant of the goddess of disappointment
entwined around her neck
on a silver chain rich with tarnish
divorce and disappointment clotted every door jam
she was only so angry
because nobody loved her anymore
I don’t live with her
Like ivy
my love puts fingers into every crack
that her despair left behind
I would rather tear the structure down
than to live with her old corpses
anymore
Air
i breath you
you caress me
hold me
hot or cold
every minute is you
your quality dictates mine
you send my voice far
or rip my words from my throat
water
i meet you
you greet me
as I pierce your skin
you negotiate my cells
plumping me make me more than dust
so we drink each other
earth
i tread you
you uphold me
you are the grit of my teeth
as I ingest you
in all your mineral glory
you will one day eat me in my entirety
fire
i worship you
you warm me
or beat me into blisters with you flames
without you I am form without function
slower slower until I still
mind stops all movement cease
you are my passion and I am wild with you
I am statuary without you
spirit
i acknowledge you
you laugh at my knowledge
like a toddler who realizes her cognizance
in the floating of a feather
and that memory courses through all thought
even in the null of the void
it is just me laughing at my own realizements
thats all it’s been all along
Not even awake
six a.m. Has come
sleep is no more
yet it is
it is the nobility of dawn
the integrity of doing
what for me
has not ever been
done before
Tomorrow’s the big day!