Deprevation

sopping up the inspiration, creativity and beauty from life's dregs

Core January 7, 2019

Filed under: EL,What it is — nomisyar @ 23:14

in the silent,

in the
me

a forge,
patient
and
loyal,
prepares
for
greatness.

gifts wrought
so masterfully
the Universe
quivers
in anticipatory
delight.

that good
&
that true

 

Apology: the scattered ravings of a lost warrior January 4, 2019

Filed under: EL,MORE,What it is — nomisyar @ 12:34

never skurred
&
never feared

 
unashamed,
unabashed,
unyielding, and
true.


my face
my eyes
my skin….
can’t change;
won’t change;
don’t wanna change.


who are
you
but a ghostly imprint
of a culture corrupted,
and forsaken,
and misguided.
irreverent
and
lost.

a little lost
nappyheaded negro,
rejected
marginalized
and maligned
connects greedily
to the loving earth
and all her richness:
herstory
my mother.


love mama.


not
giving
Gaia
golden showers:
your way
is
not
the way.

what do you love?
what do you
respect?
where is your soul?

my world is sacred
but
you, and
your death worship
embodies the profane.
even Lucifer held love
in his
prideful heart.
you would burn it all,
including yourself,
to oblivion.

I love
and for that I do not apologize.



Love Truly Forgives
&
True Souls Love
&
Soulful Lovemaking Climaxes True



Truth
is
Love
&
I love u

come rebuild
a world
of love
with me.

but
beware
all soulless fiends
that would steal
my joy,
and deride Her beauty:

I will fight you,
for real


 

Rescue November 6, 2018

Filed under: EL,MORE,Poem — nomisyar @ 02:55

deep into
these eyes i see
everything i never knew
i needed
until
i knew i needed you

i see shame
&
pride stripped away;
i see a kingdom for gods
& goddesses to play.

i see love
i never knew i could feel
until i knew
this love is real.

 

summer’s end: letting go September 9, 2018

Filed under: EL,Poem,What it is — nomisyar @ 13:34

air ripe
with dragonfly
and pugnacious
blossom scent;
sun
rains
fiercely
upon my skin;

like the torch
borne for love
recently
departed:
not so gentle
will Summer
slip
into
Winter’s dark,
calming night.

 

roundabout September 4, 2018

Filed under: EL,Poem — nomisyar @ 06:44

sifting through Infinity’s
pockets,
over and over,
and
over again, I find
you.

i find you
laughing.
and
i find
you crying.

i find you giggling with glee.
so much vibrance,
absent of me.

so
i find my own pockets
and continue.
life awaits,
without you.

 

Bric à brac leaves the heart no slack August 25, 2018

Filed under: EL,In Vino....,Poem — nomisyar @ 16:36

mementos,
receipts,
and
little shopping bags
remind
of a love
that traveled on.

more poignant than all the words
scratched to each other with love,
a morrisons bag
kicks me in the gut.

the past has passed,
no doubt;
but in constant refrain,
nostalgia digs
with the sweetest pain.

life
is
gorgeous-
The Universe, divine.
To have loved was a gift,
both hers,
and
mine.

 

Instruction In Artful Deviancy August 24, 2018

Filed under: EL,MORE,Poem — nomisyar @ 03:41

Slipped,
between
creased corners
of Night’s gossamer,

Moon,
timid & shy,
slips
softly

in –
which hour,
come,

and
gone,

shall magic
come
again?

wicked
wholesome deeds await
lovers,
and children,
and all that fall between.

Come
&
Fly,
my little devil,
Heaven awaits.

 

 
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