The Book

As she swept
the book out from
her lap so came
her secrets
spilling.
Words,
sounds,
movement;
all interpretations of
desire
trickling down the binding
and arousing
her spirit.

 

I love when I see something and the words spill forth in pure inspiration completely out of my control. This poem came to me after seeing a provocative image a friend posted on Instagram with the note…”Many interpretations…all accurate.”  Thank you, Vesta

Namastè
©NicholeDonjè

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To Love…

To love is…
to hold not only the fun but the fear.
to listen.
to find security in what you do not know;
In what you are willing to learn.

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Namastè

©NicholeDonjè

Bookstore Poet

Metamorphosis

Reaching toward indecent exposure
My body writhes inside.
Gasping with each incomparable breath,
Waiting to exhale with no relief.
Heat relieving pressure
Where hands play conforming to my shape.
Bodies melding in the molten fire of one being;

A metamorphosis.

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Artist: Bob Dilworth (painting segment) http://bobdilworth.com/

Namastè

©NicholeDonjè

Love Is…

Love is…

never forgetting

always wondering
asking

making time
forgiving

surrendering to life

profound

constantly moving
unselfish

never cruel
taking chances

listening

a gentle caress
a sensual kiss

a reassuring glance

a rollercoaster ride

a pool of confusion
foolish in the eyes of many

sad for those who know it not

an emptying of souls
a filling of hearts

unpolluted whispers
wings of freedom

infinity

bare feet on warm silky sands

bananas in your cereal
a good beer and Mexican food

chocolate on ice cream
a popsicle in the summer

orange juice with breakfast
sunshine on a crystal clear stream

a day off in hectic times

smiling freely

feeling playful
dancing in the rain

swimming in the moonlight
making love under the stars or in the sun

feeling the open air on your skin

embracing your life

finding your way in the darkest of times
Knowing you are not alone

This all is Love

Namastè

©NicholeDonjè

A Destination

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I seek a destination
in the blurred lines
of my consciousness.

Now
is not necessarily
where I reside.

It’s in the distance
in the past where
I find myself lingering
Searching for the answer

I am only present
in fleeting moments,
like a buzzing sound
flashing by me as I sleep

How do I stop traveling?
Savor the now?

The air is only sweet
when I take it in deeply.

Namastè
©NicholeDonjè

Today I Went Into a Church and Wept

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St. James Church, Manhattan, NY

Today I walked. My legs simply wanted to move, my face wanted to feel the cool breeze on my skin. So I walked. After 20 blocks or so I saw a church. My body stopped and I turned to see it was open. With no hesitation, I went up the steps and opened the door to a space lacking people, yet filled with a silence I needed.

Its not often I simply let my body guide me without interruption. I chose a pew about a quarter of the way down the aisle and sat, without the usual signals I see others display. Their rituals are not mine and I have accepted that. I just sat and took it in. The light, the design, the wood, the books, and the smell; slightly old and dusty with a touch of people.

I honored the sacred statuary with a deep appreciation of my past and a true gratitude for my present. I felt the open arms welcome me in my moment of solace. I do not embrace the institution of religion, I never have; instead I listen with an open heart and hear the call of many. However, I am awed by sacred houses, places to pray together or alone. Places where judgement and self flagellation are meant to be left at the door.

I was only going to sit a moment and move on, but instead I meditated. I sat alone with God, together. I opened my heart and released my mind. I felt for the first time in a long time the wholeness of my being and quieted my monkey mind to hear myself again. I acknowledged my pain and I believe now, that it will fade.

Today I went to a church and wept. I wept for my struggle, I wept for my heart and for my consciousness. I wept because I let myself be heard in my own heart. As I occupied these hallowed moments, I was consecrated, renewed.

Namastè

©NicholeDonjè

Observations

The world begins to open once we stop making decisions before we know the questions. I have seen in the past few months a huge change in how people respond to me. I somehow thought, as I think many of us do, that if someone were interested in me they would approach me or make an effort. I however, was so wrapped up in my own need to feel special that it never dawned on me that others feel that way too. Insecurities are not mine alone they belong to the most capable, beautiful and talented people among us.

As human beings we somehow have this deep seeded need to be seen and heard. All too often we forget to reveal ourselves.  Saying hello isn’t always enough to break through. It can take not one but three, five or even ten conversations to build a connection; a desire to personally get to know one another.

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The reality is not everyone sticks. Some people just don’t connect. Sometimes it’s personal but more often than not; time, work, family, health, etc all play a roles. We may get lucky and make friends, but generally our lives are filled with wonderful and interesting acquaintances. What’s important is that we connect over and over. We need to try again and again. If not we miss out on unforeseeable opportunities or quite possibly a life changing connection.

There is a reason for saying hello, for making an effort, for welcoming someone in. Every effort opens our hearts and our lives to abundance. Saying yes to relationships on any level expands our personal worlds. Relationships are both a gift and a necessity for growth.

There is no clear answer to who will play huge role in our lives until they reveal themselves. It can be a simple word of advise, a life changing opportunity or the simple security of trust in another human being. Whatever it is; do not close off your heart. Open your life. Welcome change. Give and take as needed. Know that your existence means as much to others as theirs means to you. Cherish the relationships in your life both big and small. These relationships are a foundation for how we view and live in this world.

Namastè
Nichole