Wednesday, May 29, 2013

Split Open to the White Meat

   Ellyn McNamara April 5, 2009 ©

How is it 
that I am expected to find the sounds
the words
the phrases to convey
what I feel?

R U Experienced?
Have you felt passion
that pierced the bone
and made you feel like
your head was 
Split open to the white meat?

You got it all wrong
It's not in the body,
It's in the mind 
It's the soul
passion runneth over
and spilled onto the floor
bathing everyone around us
in it

Have you felt that? 
Do you know it?
Can you taste it?
Can you touch it?

There are no words.... sounds....
nor encyclopedic knowledge
to say that when I met her.....
My head was split open to the white meat!

Thursday, May 16, 2013

Keep On ©

By Ellyn N. McNamara 2011©

I keep looking at your pictures
trying to find that smile that's just for me.
I guess I need to take a look
at some of the shots I took
because when I see your face
my mind cannot erase
that I was not there
and I was not that face
in that place
that your smile happened to shine upon.
And yes I know it was a moment in time.
But that moment was not mine
and it was not us nor me
and it was not meant to be
so this day I shall say
I hope your smile never goes away.
Be it not for me,
smile that smile that was always meant to be.