Jan 162010
 

Stoke the Fire

Many distractions try to inhibit or completely cut off my creative  impulses – but I know that my creativity is a God given Holy Spirit inspired gift, that God has given me to compensate for the struggles I have had to face within my life’s journey.

Weeds have their anorexic knuckles
Clasped around my melancholy neck.
Ready to wrench my head clean off my body –
In a vane attempt  to stop
My creativity flowing through my extremities –
Because it knows my soul needs to stoke
The fire of passion to do more than just exist.
Oh weeds loosen your death grasp.
My passion fire is too strong.
Words nourish my soul.

Mags Alden, June 17, 2009
Jan 162010
 

Intoxicating Bliss

I’ll intoxicate you with my kiss

You crashed into my life on a destiny wave –
My heart had dug an early grave.
All my life, I’ve craved to become one –
With an intoxicating passion,
Not just in my head.
Your passion imprint

Has made its bed in my head.
Come and join me between the covers
I’ll intoxicate you with my kiss
Passion runs deep
Intoxication is the key

My heart entangled in your embrace
Frozen in time as I look in to your face

Mags Alden, 2009, April 18
Jan 102010
 

Surrender

When every ounce of fight has gone.

Surrender to the sirens ringing in my head –
Resistance is futile my brain cells are dead.
The dreams that kept me flying have turned to vapor.
Entering the eternal mist –
Staring blankly at the ceiling –
Regret to exist.

Mags Alden, 2009, April 27