Sample of My Poetry
A thousand lives later,
here we are again
separated by the blue veil between dimensions
touching only on the translucent side of dreams.
Through the ages,
I have whirled with dervish mystics;
I have drunk the blood of Christ;
I have even pillaged with pirates,
but no passion has filled me
I want to be reborn where you are;
I implore you,
where will you be?
I’ll meet you there.
I’ll meet you in the Renaissance;
I’ll meet you post-Armageddon.
I’ll meet you in a still lake’s reflection,
in the eyes of a child,
in the quiet of a frozen landscape,
in the light of a ghost star,
or at the tip of a poet’s pen.
I’ll meet you on a battlefield,
in the echo of a scream,
in Dante’s infernal thoughts,
or on the seventh terrace of purgatory
where I will gladly burn to ashes
that I might feel you again.
Matters not whether we’re thieves or clergy;
Matters not whether we’re one or two,
or fragrant racemes of the same vine -
our awareness shall transcend any state of being.
If only we can cross this cosmic threshold,
we will find one another -
be drawn unto each other
in a Divine reunion
driven from within.
And the Universe itself will sigh.
Gianetta Ellis © 2008 All Rights Reserved