Category: EL

i saw you

~ nomisyar 
hiding behind the shadow of yourself,
and I cried, hoping
my soft tears
might rip you from your reality.
But
   Here
        You
            Are,

waiting
for what will
not come.


I miss you,

the you who heard,
and danced
to the wind's song...

the you,
who hear my own song.


the you who dream.

so....I miss you.

untitled

~ nomisyar 
silence overwhelming
muffles ears, and
heart,
and my soul too.

a tempest awaits over
yonder,
just
behind this thick and seductive calm,
upon which
I rest a weary head-

upon which,
I lose all fear
and dread.

and with that first CRACK
of release,
a rumbling of unfathomable possibility follows,
and I am reborn and
free,
and again at peace.

Strutter Step

~ nomisyar 
juking & jiving
your damn way through, but
stickin'
to the script like
you were bred to do.



life plays you tight-
this ain't no zone D.
but there are so many ways
for us to get free.


no matter
how
you twist,
turn,
or fade away,
home waits for you,
right now,
right here.


so,
walk your way
and remember
to play YOUR game,
and we promise
to welcome
you home
once again.

Take Me Home Again

~ nomisyar 
albion mist
clouds my heart.
I cannot hear the drums.


the might of my fathers washed
away in the myth of history.
I cannot feel the drums.


empty children, wandering
without soul, eternally seeking,
try to guide me through their hell.


they have never heard
the sound of the drums.


they cannot know
the sound of the drums.


the sound of the drums
that will take me home.


the sound of the drums
that can take us home.

a perfect day

~ nomisyar 
did
you
smell
today's promise in
the waning night
air:
crisply thin,
and growing?



did
you
see
the morning sky
wink
as storks skipped
'cross the ether
into a rising flame?



did
you 
taste
the delicate pines
dripping mist and magic,
and memories?



did
you
hear
the robins, and tits and
crows all laugh
with the old chortling mamas
swimming in love?



surely you felt
that
tingling spark of
recognition
singe your soul, when the grizzled stranger
smiled
just for you.




rare indeed,
are days lacking
in such love
and wonder.










a masterful novice

~ nomisyar

a
master
of comedy
scurrying this way
and that,
provoking
divine chortles
which lace the evening sky,
as I forever seek the truth
glowing inside.

a
master
navigator
venturing over baobab
and through acacia,
leaping under
the sound of the drums.
steeped in earthy aroma,
I find myself here,
waiting.


a
master
of seduction
leaving behind desire and ecstasy, as
the ghost of longing slips
unfathomably close, leaving
in its wake a truth that
glistens
with tantalizing delight across
naked skin,
fulfilling a hunger that wants
for naught.



yet
the whispers of loss still
tingle in my ear.

my apprenticeship has only just begun.