Soul Beauty There is a beauty in each note that she cannot explain Her soul is drawn to the music She sees what cannot be seen She feels what cannot be felt She is what she cannot be, anywhere else The danger lurks behind every quaver, She dances on the keys of her soul BalancesContinue reading “Soul Beauty”
Author Archives: Rö
The Amazing Patrick Kavanagh
Such an inspiration in my Youth- Grateful O stony grey soil of MonaghanThe laugh from my love you thieved;You took the gay child of my passionAnd gave me your clod-conceived. You clogged the feet of my boyhoodAnd I believed that my stumbleHad the poise and stride of ApolloAnd his voice my thick tongued mumble. YouContinue reading “The Amazing Patrick Kavanagh”
Awakening – A Poem
Originally posted on Barstool to the Beach:
Peering through the fabric of realityBeyond normality disguising mass insanityLike stepping off a treadmill that is in the darkAnd wandering through a beautiful sun-drenched park Therein lies the true-life missionThrough the mind and into the intuitionThe constant negative affirmations with which we are bombardedLeaves the ego off centre,…
Absence- does it make the heart grow fonder?
Lots of thought and little action, brings tears. Moments of happiness, are stolen. Time an immortal enemy, Distance the battlefield. Yearning for the one fated glimmer of hope, Absence, does it make the heart grow fonder? Copyright © 2020 Gourmet for the Soul – All rights reserved
Stars
My eyes are closing, and I am thinking of you, There are stars in heaven, a bright spark in the chasm of darkness, Just like you. Your heart burns with the intensity of the sun, I am drawn into your light, As I watch you move worlds with your smile. My eyes are sore fromContinue reading “Stars”
As I breathe
As I breathe, I see, As I see, I breathe, As I talk, I listen, As I listen, I talk. As I watch, I understand, As I understand, I watch. As I feel, I grow, As I grow, I feel. As I change , I let go, As I let go, I change. RA CopyrightContinue reading “As I breathe”
Thinking and emotions
You are blood
Blood is thicker than water, The words of an abandoned daughter. You will fight for each other, You will protect each other, You are blood. Never take one another for granted, Never let love make you enchanted. Fight for each other, Protect each other, You are blood. Watch over sister and brother, You will notContinue reading “You are blood”
Sufficient for the day is its own trouble
All is quiet now, the storm within your head is over. The white squall of words and lies, calmed beneath the morning sun. Driven out is the darkness of that night, a new bounteous day is born on the horizon. Future worries no, again Sufficient for the day is its own trouble. Copyright © 2020Continue reading “Sufficient for the day is its own trouble”
I’m sorry
(For the mum who could fight no longer) A heavy feeling that everything is not going to be ok, it plagues the mind and robs the day. There are too many reasons to fear and doubt, there are thorns on every bush now, They can no longer be stepped over or avoided, Pushing your nakedContinue reading “I’m sorry”
Well Hello!
I felt like I was drowning a little and just decided to tread water until things in my ocean calmed a little.
Soul searching today
Four winds
1. Tentatively he moved forward, Holding his head high, he bowed to the creator. In that deep moment, a stillness washed over him, he was no longer calm. His focus had changed, and he sought to reap what he had sowed years ago. He called to the four winds to carry him to the eternalContinue reading “Four winds”
Release, Rest, Repeat
Poetry in my 20’s
Blindspot I watched you that day, it made me sigh. Touching you, I wanted to cry. It felt so comfortable, two people talking, Felt like always, two people laughing. I knew it was wrong being there, Compulsion brought me to you. Memories binded me to your side. You were laughing, it wasn’t with me. HowContinue reading “Poetry in my 20’s”
Puff! Gone
The hardest thing about Writing for me are not the words or what I will write. It is finding the time to write. As a full-time worker, mum and wife, I find nearly impossible to get time to gather my thoughts and sit down and write a chapter or two. I find myself stealing momentsContinue reading “Puff! Gone”
Yes seriously
She
(From my early self) Crows fall silent, His footsteps pass by. The air is chilly, he clings to his coat. Pivoting eyes, watching subtle movements, searching for prey. Mist descends, cloaked in darkness as laughter carries on the air. Quick to stir, a phone drops to the pavement, with her body. Copyright © 2020 GourmetContinue reading “She”
Poems from my earlier self (at the tender age of 13 years)
The End Remember it all. Nowhere to go, no one to call, The fear on people’s faces, ‘to the showers’ they were told. The odor lingering, The smell of burning flesh, Sweeps past gaunt, solemn faces, Staring at empty spaces. Stripped of clothes and dignity, Hearts thumping, fear amounts, Out of line, a young boyContinue reading “Poems from my earlier self (at the tender age of 13 years)”
Divine Dinosaurs (written by my Beautiful and talented daughter of 7 years)
Copyright © 2020 Gourmet for the Soul – All rights reserved Dino’s with divine smell creep up while you are asleep Catching all your pets Off they go poor pets Gone for good
A drop of thoughtful
Invisible Demons
Their mistakes and shame burn my flesh.
Me today-Am I brave enough today?
Childhood memories
Smoky hotel room (in my 20’s)
Feeling so alone, naked even.
STOP breathe Take a minute
For ‘Normal People’
I tortured my soul with questions and doubt, I racked my brain for answers. Crying myself to sleep, Forgetting to eat. Tearing myself apart, The answer so simple. You whispered, tears in your voice, “Baby, listen to your heart” RA Copyright © 2020 Gourmet for the Soul – All rights reserved
A conversation with Me
“Hi Soul, what do you need me to hear?” “Yourself” “Why?” “You already have all the answers” “But I cannot understand them, it’s all jumbled up in my head and my stomach hurts too much and……” “STOP” “Stop what?” “Trying to fix everything, sometimes, things need to be left broken, that is the way itContinue reading “A conversation with Me”
The Fear
My soul has been drowned by emotions, They ebb, flow, then cascade. Sometimes in the still, they are still too. Shaded by the branches of everyday tasks, so mundane they seem needless. I cannot understand…….. when the fear comes, It crashes over me and I panic, It crushes my spirit, It captures my soul, andContinue reading “The Fear”
I think I am going mad, I cannot control the multiplicity of voices in head.
Fruit fly
You entered my home, With the assumption you were allowed. You explored wherever you liked, Lingering too long in the kitchen. I watched you intently, You moved lazily towards the window. A mist descended upon you, I hope your time was fruitful, Little fruit fly. RA Copyright © 2020 Gourmet for the Soul – AllContinue reading “Fruit fly”
A new life
The realisation – Of something so rare, In her soul, not only in dreams, -Ambitions, for a new life RA Copyright © 2020 Gourmet for the Soul – All rights reserved
Thinking
The Beginning 2
‘Go to bed’, his low dark voice startled Anya and she jumped. The light in the kitchen had darkened one side of his face, in this moment he truly looked like a phantom. Anya shivered, trying not to reveal her fear. ‘I came in the back, not that it is any of your business’, hisContinue reading “The Beginning 2”
Ode to A
Afraid Because Callous Deception Engulfs me, For Giving my Heart In Jealousy. Keeping Love Maybe Never! thinking, Over Past Questions, Reaching Some Truths, Understanding Vicious Ways, then I begin, X-raying Yesterday’s Zeitgeist ! RA Copyright © 2020 Gourmet for the Soul – All rights reserved
Thinking not writing!
The Beginning 1
RA The night fell silent. A creeping mist engulfed the paddocks around the house. Anya sat huddled on her cast iron bed, the bars surrounding her like a prison, she was its captive. She knew it wasn’t the bars that kept her prisoner here, but her unwavering love for him. It chained her down andContinue reading “The Beginning 1”
Winter is no Friend
Winter is no friend RA The sun has risen and fallen, The day has come to an End. The trees are bare and Broken, Winter is no Friend. It Smothers one in a snowdrift, Locked behind a cabin door, Feeling this could be Forever, Merely a year or more. It curls one up by aContinue reading “Winter is no Friend”
Expecting
In the cold, I waited for you. An impatient parent, guarding my place in the queue of life. I waited for the glimmer, as you emerge from the darkness and are born again at my stop. RA Copyright © 2020 Gourmet for the Soul – All rights reserved
Adagio for Lovers
RA Among all the voices, I hear but one, inside my head, resounding like a bell. The line of street lamps glow like fairy lights, the air is filled with the music of thought. Tears, as the heart’s rhythm races with the music, Moonlight tinkling reality’s piano. In my mind lovers dance, he held her,Continue reading “Adagio for Lovers”
Languages
RA Looking down I realise how far away I am, how disconnected I am, how unconnected I am. Even when I speak in a language I understand, I need an interpreter to tell them what I mean. I roar and shout inside, my mouth utters no sound, I’m deaf and dumb, though I speak. SometimesContinue reading “Languages”
Welcome, ENJOY 😊 ‘Starlight wanderings & a soggy pillow, Nurse to sleep this weeping willow’
A little about me
So, I have to introduce myself! Em fun times. Hi, my name is Rö, a cute little nickname I acquired in a better moment of childhood. So it was Rö or Pigeon-hmm! Please do not get me wrong with pigeons, I like them, (check out Spies in Disguise), just preferred Rö and that my lovelyContinue reading “A little about me”
A little part of me.
RA She could not remember a time she felt more herself. The person she is and the person she knows she can become, on her own. Her surroundings mimick her mood, beckoned her forward for a better life. Candles, warm milk and music floating on the air. It is the night and yet she feltContinue reading “A little part of me.”
