Saturday, March 31, 2018

Locks and Boxes by Elexer

Locks and Boxes
by Elexer




The lock 
and key 
to my soul 
is not a one-way street
you can tear up with your
lyrical jackhammer's,
spilling my majesty 
into the sewer
with your language.
Locking
me up
behind a wall of religious
illusions
of me trying to be myself
and the perfection you will never see.
These rainbows
are my protectors 
and this box
is my chastity belt.

Saturday, March 24, 2018

Sugar and Rainbows

Sugar and Rainbows
By Elexer



Sparkling white sugar 
brushes my face 
and makes the air smell sweet,
like honeydew melon. 
Rolling in the bleached flour 
of not yet baked bread,
I see a rainbow
of dancing clouds
smiling.
As they sing
and waltz across the skyline
I follow their steps
in my missing boots
and the fluffy coat 
my mom
always made me where
 on cold winter days.
The child within me smiles
with the clouds
as the adult warns about the time wasted
creating daydreams.




Saturday, March 17, 2018

"Spring Pick-Me-Up" by Elissa Rosenthal


Spring Pick-Me-Up

by Elissa Rosenthal





You are not alone 
in this merry meet spring 
fairy tale,
where you fear about failure
with new beginnings. 

You carry a life of work
and willingness 
to improve upon 
your misgivings and mistakes. 

Look at the flowers budding 
around your shoulders,
waiting to bloom 
in delight.

Saturday, March 10, 2018

Visions of Stillness

Visions of Stillness
By Elissa Rosenthal





Purple silk brushes my face
like fingertips.
Hovering over my eyes
the intertwined cells 
grasp one-another
with their warm embraces.  
Scents of floral perfumes
engross me
and float my subconscious mind
to a habitation 
of spectacular honey.
Let me nest 
with this passion
in these visions 
of stillness.  

Saturday, March 3, 2018

Cries of the Stars by Elissa Rosenthal

 Cries of the Stars

By Elissa Rosenthal 




Delicate vibrations within sound-waves
carry me throughout the stars.
I touch their whispering,
golden, and lingering
wishes for their sisters 
and brothers,
as they grasp within the ether. 
Their firing furnace hearts beat for knowing whether 
they're family will ever
be together,
once more, in the spaces
of times
and trials.  
Miles
and thousands of years 
apart,
they are greeted with only the sound of their heart.  

Saturday, February 24, 2018

Luck of a Dragonfly by Elissa Rosenthal

Luck of a Dragonfly 
By Elissa Rosenthal




Take my good luck
into your peace of light.
Willing hopeful wishes
into your grand fortnight.

Release the lucky spark
to others in your world,
for I have given you 
a time to make your pearl.

Saturday, February 17, 2018

Pulse by Elissa Rosenthal

Pulse
By Elissa Rosenthal





Metal on concrete thoughts 
pulse under my skin,
keeping me from everywhere I need to go 
and I have been.
Scritch scratch 
and peel me thin 
till there is nothing left. 
Every day these systems 
keep me alive, but,
what have I kept?
Muted senses
muted defenses 
making it hard to speak. 
Put me on a wall 
like weaponry 
in your collection 
because I'm not me. 
Pulse, pulse, pulse, pulse,
pulse pull, pulse 
pulse, pulse, pulse, pulse,
pulse, pull, pulse.