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I wish we could stand

You and I

out

Today

alone together

just once more.

A world with so many edges

now softened

by the falling

snow

Flakes enormous

like spent dandelions

ready to seed

And catch them

on our tongues

laughing again

once more

Or that I could see

the exquisite flakes

fall

upon

your star-crossed lashes

and kiss your eyelids

miraculously

warm

again

Copyright 2022 Valerie Quercia. All rights reserved.

the physically sick
the emotionally weak
the revolutionary fists
the caregivers
the caretakers
the meditations, exclamations, recriminations, proclamations
no work, some play, Zoom to the rescue.
Where is our right to life?
Where is our liberty and the pursuit of happiness?
Did it fall into a bottomless abyss?
It’s floating..just out of our reach…
fragile wispy dandelions
overblown bubbles
rainbow fractured light
Gracefully ascending out of our reach.
Lushly leafed trees enveloping stone bridges
And the river is reassuringly ebbing and flowing.
The windows of our soul
deeply peering
questioning, smiling, narrowing,
tightly shut.
Will we find what we seek?
John and Paul read the news today, oh boy
It’s a day in the life.

I made a wanted list molding you
Serenading pleading God for you
You came during a great trauma
Dressed slick wolves clothing
I thanked God for sending you
Then prayed for forgiveness
I was a blind beggar refusing to see
Every caress penetration deceiving
Bravo to your performance
How exhausting your deception
You cradled my heart gently
Put me in deep sleeps intimately
Often I wake falling crying yelling
You dropping me from high up
Your vows galloping lies heavy
The universe hearing witness
Our breathe ahh and mmm
Accepting no room unwanted
You pretending you holding me
When I’m shattered at the bottom
When you’re not looking I see me
See fully where your mind put me
Like a bread crumb under a table
You stole something priceless
Left my heart mind spirit splitting
Priceless gem you never deserve
A robber thief burglar jive talker
At night you glitter like gold
Midnight you reject me like Absalom
Sun rises reflecting speckles of fools gold
You leaving a trail flying red flags
Flags my heart overlooked in brokenness
Taking accountability for my hurt
I let you in while weak and fragile
All I wanted was it to be real
One heart soul beating breathing
Becoming one with eternity
Grateful for latter days
Accepting it’s time to heal
Resting like sleeping Beauty
I’ll keep resting no worrying
Not waking up until you find me
Awakening me with a kiss
A kiss so indescribable
I’ll be seeing stars of the universe
Connecting with my whole being
Thinking I’ve known you a lifetime

Genre: Hope, Hurt, Inspirational, Intimate, Life, Love, Motivational, Painful, Relationships, Romantic, Sad, Self Love, Waiting

I was hooked right under a spell
Every slit got me a step closer to my own hell.
17 years ago you should have seen
The way I used to be before I reclaimed me.

It was over, I lost the fight
Then darkness faded into light.

Rain just downpours blood into my skin
Places I have never been
Laced with nitroglycerin
Now I have escaped the pen.

I believe I’ve escaped the pen.

When I started to exile myself
From the party, I thought no one wanted me to be well.
So I dug deeper into me
Letting the blood take off wherever it feels it should be free.

I loved every split second’s bliss
Of wanting to never exist.

Rain just downpours blood into my skin
Places I have never been
Laced with nitroglycerin
Now I have escaped the pen.

Rain just downpours blood into my skin
Places I have never been
Laced with nitroglycerin
Now I have escaped the pen.

The feeling was such a rush
The control just whisked away all my sensation of touch.

Rain just downpours blood into my skin
Places I have never been
Laced with nitroglycerin
Now I have escaped the pen.

Rain just downpours blood into my skin
Places I have never been
Laced with nitroglycerin
Now I have escaped the pen.

I believe I’ve escaped the pen.
I have escaped the pen.

-Karianne Gabaldon

When the Deer wake up
They will see the fake cities you made for them
Dubai, Las Vegas, «Ellínikon»
They will see glass buildings
Steel souls
Robots – people giving orders
They will hear your lies
In the news, in the newspapers, in your lives.
They will see the Inconceivable
Babies to be sold to your craft
For your plastic surgeries
For all kinds of appetites
They will see wars set up
Cleared peoples
Entire worlds destroyed

When the deer wake up
They will want to go back to the forest
But they will not find the way
In your concrete jungles

When the Deer wake up
It will not be late
But early
Too early in a new world
They will look at you with their clear gaze
And the sacrifice will be reversed

Iphigenia shall return from the Land of the Bulls
Fear the Hour of the Awakening of the Deer

Their power is enormous
Exactly because
They do not know it

[Your sweeping power is the one you do not know]

By
Theme : Political, Anger, Prophetic
E mail : alkistiskou@gmail.com
Website : https://filmfreeway.com/alkistisvoulgari

Alkistis Voulgari was born in Athens. She is an actress and dancer specialized in Isadora
Duncan’s Dance Technique. The last two years she started her own filming experimentations
and performance creations which contain Theatre, Poetry, Literature, Dance and Radio Art.
She is gradually visualising and working on the reconnection of the Theatre with its natural
roots by improvising and exploring the primitive idea in an open, natural space where the film
camera becomes the «eye of the director» and an eternal narration of the theatrical,
performative, human and life experience.

WAITIN’ IN THE DARK
FOR THE ACTION TO START
COWBOYS
INDIANS
HORSES AND COWS
HEARIN’ NO CHEERS AND TAKIN’ NO BOWS
WHAT’S REAL TO ME UP ON THAT SCREEN
IS RINDIN’ HARD AND LIVIN’ CLEAN
HOPPY, ROY, AND MASKED AVENGER
I LOOK TO THEM FELLAS FOR MY PLEASURE

I’M A HERO AT THE BIJOU
OUT ON THE PLAINS
POPCORN AND SIX GUN AT MY SIDE
BEING THE GOOD GUY
FIGHTIN’ THE BAD
HI HO, SILVER AND AWAY I RIDE

A WHITE HAT WORN ON A DARK-SKIN MAN
MAY NOT BE SOMETHIN’ YOUR EYES CAN STAND
AIN’T MUCH LEFT IN THIS WORLD IT SEEMS
FOR A BOY LIKE ME TO MAKE HIS DREAMS
NO HARM IN THIS THAT I CAN SEE
NO HARM TO YOU
NO HARM TO ME

THE LIGHTS WILL SOON COME ON, I KNOW
AND THEN I’LL HAVE TO UP AND GO
AND JUST BEFORE I GO WALK OUT
I SEE THAT SIGN THEY TELL ABOUT
THE ONE THAT SAYS JUST WHO I AM
THAT NEVER WILL BECOME A MAN

WHAT WOULD I GIVE FOR JUST ONE DAY
TO SEE THIS HATE JUST GO AWAY
THEN I CAN SHOW WHAT’S IN MY HEART
AND FINALLY GET TO PLAY THE PART

I’M A HERO AT THE BIJOU
OUT ON THE PLAINS
POPCORN AND SIX GUN AT MY SIDE
SAVIN’ THE DAMSEL IN DISTRESS
FIGHTIN’ THE BAD GUY
AND WINNIN’THE WEST

that no one can take away from me.

I lost it in the rain, years ago

drunk on Broadway.

I miss you so much

it drove me crazy

it’s always raining.

I wanted to show you my new car

and I can still, remember your number…

I had a show box full of memories

but I lost it years ago

right after, you stopped breathing.

You’d like the car-

it’s a ’65 and it goes so fast!

It doesn’t have any seat belts

which would really freak you out.

I miss you so much, it hurts.

Your blood could have been blue

When you were cutting your wrist,

The sea would have flown into the river

And the cloud would have gone back to the rain

You were a collection of inner contradictions

With inflamed red vessels

And blue blood.

Talking with you was continuous,

When damn Iraqi tanks

Had moved on Sara’s doll

And you were not yet convinced that

Sara can breathe without her doll.

Your lips could have opened the door

Which some unrelated words have been poured outside of it

Or your eyes…

Your eyes could have been blue

To be hung behind the door

And stave off the danger.

Your left foot could have been behind my room,

Which does not know how to knock the door.

Or your hand…

Which you left its fingers between my fingers.

You are a collection of inner contradictions

That when you are nervous,

Your blood can be blue.