ALEUTIAN WINDS

ALEUTIAN WINDS

Your cold words cut through me

Like an Aleutian wind

Penetrating the recesses

of my protective cocoon

Chilling me to the bone

Insides churning

My thoughts, an eternal fog

Unable to function

I can’t see reason

Instead, seeking Isolation

Inside a ring of fire which now surrounds me

The harshness of the cold unable to penetrate

As I remember those last words 
now frozen, and hanging in the air
my heart 
and tears
slowly begin to thaw

© Teresa / Divinia 25^th January 2014

SOURCE MATRIX - the impossible Girls poetic thoughts

SOURCE MATRIX

You are the Master illusionist

Elementally complex

The unsolvable unitary equation

A Continuum Looper

that lives with~in

precision and Paradox
splitting hairs
(and atoms)

they Co~ inside with ease.

You tease my mind

as I try to find

the Common denomination

within a boundless colour spectrum

and every musical note imaginable

You are the y's and z's
found inside a Swiss X Ray Machine

You are the ringing in my ears

the circumferential vision

inside my spatial perception

(even when my eyes are closed)

Infinitely Infinitesimal
a Forever fractal
dreamed up by
the impossible girls poetic musings

Ah... but what does it matter anyway?

I find it both deeply strange and fascinating that the more we try to see 

the smallest known particles in the universe

like the inner workings of a 

Biggs, Spinon, Orbiton and Holon

the more massive we need to build our telescopes, microscopes, Colliders 

and The Swiss light source, yes, a million watt light bulb..  

matter is an illusion
and yet
the answers are hidden in plain sight

hope you like the pictures and video I found to go with this.

 

 

(C) Teresa / Divinia 22nd January14

artwork by 

The Trip Artist on Deviant art

black and white graphic
bubble chamber

girls blowing bubbles
artwork by John Do

song used
SOLID AIR by John Martyn (1973)

SAINT MARY of ROSE BAY

SAINT MARY of  ROSE BAY

It was an exile...

The likes of which had never before been seen

Her only crime it seems

was to love and understand

too much.

Genuflecting before her lover husband

her forehead, anointed with water

infused with the sounds of his heart and soul

HIS words, HIS Promise to her

She anoints his cold body with her sacred blend

of Rosemary, Rose Otto, 
Frankincense and Myrrh

  
A divine mist

Spraying it reverently over his un clothed body

in order to assist him on his etheric passage 
from this earthly existence

She knew it would be the last time she'd ever see his beautiful face

She stares out the stained glass window

her face now stained with tears
which fall onto his feet

S(He) had suffered the ultimate betrayal

Fleeing under the cover of a crescent moon
from atop the cliffs of Rose Bay

her feet lay down the original Rose line

It is hidden in plain sight

She looks behind one last time

at the only home and love she ever knew

as she sails away, across the Sea to lands unknown

Carrying the seeds of life and knowledge now growing inside her

Salty sea mist sprays onto her face

blending with the dried holy water on her forehead

washing away the last remnants of tears

and his last kiss placed upon her lips

(c) Teresa Mary / Divinia 10th January 2014