Dunes Of My Mind >>>>>>>>>>>

Dunes Of My Mind...

As I look at you, the light in your eyes
I stand stupified, why?
What he sees in me.
His stare, the way he gazed at me, his eyes,
So deep like the deepest oceans
Immersing into those waters, deep so cool
Resist could not as he came to me
The light in his eyes before darkness set in
Before the new dawn came in.
My senses playing games with my mind
I stand mesmerised looking at he
My hands resist can not, to touch to feel
In ambiguity, the touches in a way that he.....
The ambivalence in me, I want not to end.
Closing my eyes imagining sensually
Irrevocably...His touch my mind,
My minds that's, on fire burning wild
His touches incandescently,
Sending shivers right through me
And I dance before him indolently
Slowly lazily, looking at me
That smile in his eyes looking at me..lazily...
Sitting by the shore pounding waves ocean's wild
White waters spewing over me
In my imagination, I see the ocean swaying taking me
Inexorably...That long forever beach
Stretching before my eyes,
Its sands golden the skies blue, so blue like his eyes!
Through the dunes, I run through!
Above me, there's nought but sky.
The odd condor flying high swaying!
Riding those thermal winds.
And I wishing I could fly rising, my arms up to the skies
Dancing indolently...
Then a butterfly in the vision of my eyes
Joynes me, and dances eloquently
Dancing wild and wilder
Metamorphosing before my eyes He!!
That I've created in my mind that elusive creature
I've moulded with my hands every sinew
His eyes his nose the curve of his mouth
A little curviness when he smiled
His hair dishevelled curling around his eyes
His body standing high, his stance.
Just as I've created him.
His arms reaching out to me
Just as I taught him
His legs slightly apart standing holding his ground
His arms akimbo looking into the distance
His proud stance his erected head...O my!!!
In the dunes of my mind, I've created perfection!
His red hair curling just a little on his shoulders
Whispering I cried out what have I done with the boy!!
I've created in my mind, his likeness not beautiful.
Not like his heart that feels, he knows how to feel
His eyes softly smiling into mine...
As I kiss his eyes his mouth
The rest left it up to him
His imagination knew no bounds
Sending my senses way up high
Floating high above like an Eagle
Swaying on those thermal
Winds of life.

By Connie James

Restless Mind..

Restless Mind!

Our eyes transfixing looking into each other
Holding his stare for I would desist not
Looking into his eyes
For he's staring at me,
His blue eyes the colour of my skies
My heart just flipped, somersaulting
As if jumping out of my mouth..suffocatingly
His hair floating in the breeze curling about his eyes
His face like in a dream soft...
Kissing his lips..as he smiles
Seeing him standing beneath the bridge
Wonderment in his eyes
Until he looks at me and smiles
A touch of sadness in his eyes
Loving that smile.
Reminding me so much of him
Seeing him, bringing peace to my mind
A restless mind
Going not anywhere
At the traffic lights looking close at he
My mind freezes for a moment or two
In a furious wind so cold ...
Whipping around us ...
But he's smile!! bringing gladness to my eyes ...
Him he was not.
But refraining not my memories from the recesses of my mind...
A very close imitation he was,
To my mind's eyes.

        By Connie James..


































  

Like A Dreamland..

Like A Dream Land

Such a beautiful sound...
Reaching the depths of my soul...
It's like a dreamland...One's want's never to wake up...
As I sit in this island paradise, casting my eyes across the horizon far...
What my eyes see, it's a land enchanted by beauty its nature,
It's an island paradise.

I see in my dreams, a land unspoilt by man, 
Leaving one with wonder, achingly beautiful...
How can one ache, by the beauty before one's eyes
Beauty can constrict one's throat,
As one's mesmerised by its beauty
 
Land of dreams enchanted, reaching deeply into one's soul!
Peacefulness abounds.
Only the sounds of birds chirping, breaking the silence
There's a stillness in the air..whichever way one turns
Ambiguity resides not anywhere

Rippling waters flowing by, leaving one's mesmerised.
Bewitched..
Those pipes sounding,  cutting right through me.The silence
I can feel, like a pain wringing in my heart.
And the beauty that I see; tears spilling out 

How can one cry when beauty abounds before one's eyes  
Sounding those pipes revibrating in the air
Sending thrills through my mind  
Magically...
Like the first paradise..in heaven or earth...

Humanity turning it into hell.
As hell abounds as well.
One can weep with gladness, as well as in sorrow.
Filling one's heart with gladness those pipes
Bringing me back a tomorrow.

Their echo resounding through the core of my being
Leaving me light, of heart.
As they finally die like a whisper.................
Of one's last breath
No ambiguity...
Ambiguity resides not there.

By Connie James

3:57/3:57

Goodbye..My Friend!

Goodbye, I must say to someone I care about
She must vacate the building cause she's has had enough!
Those that understand her not, of what she's all about..                                                                             Giving her a hard time...
She's a professional for crying out loud!!
With her, I have worked many, many years
She's a caring being conscientious
Those she helps in her day to day dealings...
Of those that venerate her or not as they should do
To hell and back, she's been mentally and psychologically
Protecting her ideology.
Leaving her no other choice but to vacate the building...
They listen not to her when they know they should
Hilary's someone that am so proud to know.
Will surely miss her so...wish she wouldn't go
But the impossibility of her staying now
Is less than a hope in hell
They've made her life an infernal hell
Hellishly..
Copping, she can not.. no more
In the uncertainty, those that should have known better
To talk to discuss arising problems or what have not.
Leaving her at the doors of hell.
For her own peace of mind
Pick up sticks and go, she must
Believe I can not its come to this
Seeing Hilary not
After all, she's done for the firm
Working tires-ly.. sorting all and sundry!
 But what the hell it pays not
To be conscientious care about one's job
In a sense!!
Taking one's peace of mind
Irrevocably...
Will miss you Hills, more than I can say
I hope your peace of mind will return
And be ready to battle on another day!
With some other asshole, what can I say..
Hilary! have a great life
In whatever you chose to do
Come what may...
Lots of love..from me!

               By Connie James

When We Were Free..

Moment In Time

In a moment in time
My minds reasonable's not
When sorrow lives within me!
Matters not how hard I try my mind sees reason not
Extracting myself, from the mire of my thoughts
The beast residing within me...
That grows wild and wilder in the uncertainty
When my minds crying out
For those that were in my life.
Locked inside of me a soul crying out
Please set me free
Free from my mind that grows that grows obsessively
In the mire of my thoughts ambiguously,
When I know not,
If I should or not confide in all and sundry!!
Good, it does me not.
When this being inside of me
Trying to extract itself from me!
Why must I be me!!
This soul that lives in darkness letting, not the light in
Wrestling most times with my mind
That needs the lightness within,
In that moment in time when I open my mind
And see desolation within...
Can see not beyond the ugliness staring at me!
Those that forever will be, a thorn in my heart...
Piercing my heart that feels
For those ambiguously!
With a strength possible I though not
Every time they cross my mind
Not with love...
But loading comes to mind
More often than not!
Inexorably...........

                                      By Connie James.

A Lament...........

A lament

The Moonlight kisses him so beautifully
Throwing lightness upon his eyes
Standing below the bridge by the river.
Starlight in his eyes, won't be surprised,
As the boy stares up at his skies,
Feeling, walking in the moonlight...
The delights of such a night the half-lit moon
Whilst the shadows, forebodingly.
Through the old town's ruins, he stood and stared
That velvety darkness engulfing him...
Whispering all around him,
Like a lament...
Some soul trapped amongst the rocks, red dust the ruins...
Whispering amongst the trees that soul lost, so lost
Between the old temple, the gateways trapped
Irrevocably...
As he sits all alone only one thought in his world...
Writing his words...His ambiguous words
Words of yesterday...Yesteryear.
Solitude engulfs him, shadows all around him
Darkness in his mind...
That at one-time lightness lived within
Talking to those shadows, he whispers...
O restless shadows, be at peace won't, you...
For am not about to disturb you, your world!
But to write my words my words, my words of solitude,
Words sang lyrically by that poet that resides within me.

                                By Connie James

Before The Light Shone in >>>>>>>>>

Before The Light Shone In 

In the stillness of a new dawn...

As one stands and stares...

At the mirrored like image scintillating before my eyes ...

My eyes can not surmise the enchanting reflection that I see ...

As I point my camera lens into the far distance...

Into the horizon far...

Whilst the mistiness whispers sweet nothings 
Rising just above the waters...

We stood by..mystified...

My hearing so attuned to the silence of the morn...

There's a symphony a chorus around

Chirp chirping melodiously...

Singing out, announcing a start of a new day...

All the little birds, the little birds of our world..

The sounds of the early morn..whisp whispering away

Before the sun came rising in...

Every little creature stretches and yawns..

In readiness for a new day...

Silence descending upon their world...

The magic ...

Unravelling arms stretching out opening eyes...

Casting its mesmerising light upon their world ...

Rising mists unfolding gossamer like..A cloud...

Dispersing mesmerising, light before our very eyes ...

That otherwise in darkness...

Before the light shone in...               

                           By Connie James. 

Reach The Unreachable.

Reach The Unreachable

Good Morning My World!!
This morning my skies are grey..
Impeding me from visualising, what's in my mind
My mind in tatters, most of the time leaving me yearning
For the times of old..
The perpetualness of my being understands not,
Understands not me.
The impetuousness of me..leaving me frayed in tatters
My ambiguous mind, in trouble most times
Leaving me to cry out.
Yet I cry when I can reach not
A conclusion the way my minds work, I understand not 
The ambivalence in me, why should I be me!
This being searching for a reason for living..
When my mind cry's out..
My soul care's not, what I feel within me!
But why should I live in the perpetual emotions
That goes from day to day living,
If one can share not the beauty I see at times,
When I open my eyes, rising up to the skies
Visualising the sun the moon the stars
Imaginings.. 
Why I can't reach, not and touch
Reach for the unreachable..
Matters not how hard I try,
As I reach and reach high, the distance unimaginable
The constriction in my heart at times
Tightens the breath from me, finding I can not breathe
When I think I need more than I need !!
Love and all things in between...
I need not much in my life..
But those that I love
With a passion within.
Bewitching me, or not,
The inexorable explanation suffices not
The reasoning within..
Understanding not, my reasoning,
Whether he cares or not for me
At an impasse,
I find myself, trying understanding
Why am I, as I am..
This being that lives inside of me
Leaving me ambiguously.
Wrestling with my feelings
My feelings that at times
Grows obsessively, in the obsessive, obsession for living
Experiencing.. love, and life.
And everything else in between!

By Connie James 

Into Infinity! >>>>>>>>>>>>>>

Into Infinity...

Lying here, shutting my eyes I feel you...
Your, hands whispering over me!
Surprisingly how your touch..Your, sensual touch can be
Opening my eyes, you are hovering over me.
Your eyes dark, like pools viscous melting me
No resistance at all from me...
Your whispering hands hardly a touch
Just feeling the heat exuding through
Burning like the rising of the morning sun, before it's through
I can feel every little nuance of a touch, every whisper from you
I can feel every sinew of you...
Your breath sweetly on me softly, featherlike
Depositing those little touches, little kisses
Whilst am pleading with you...
Your words incandescently playing havoc with my mind
Under your hands, my senses
Convulsing one more time.
You've touched me like no one ever before
Leaving me perpetually wanting at all times
The nearness of you,
My imaginings...
The scent of you, feeling your hands
You knew what to do
Experienced!
No..No, never before!
Your hands so surely no uncertainty in your touch
Leaving me grappling at the emptiness above
But I!! Could feel every sinew of your body
So sure so masterful...
My senses my senses into infinity I go...                                                                             Those touches you put me through...
Now taking over from you, my turn to love you.
kissing your lips your eyes your fingertips
Can you feel my darling...
The touches am depositing on you
My fingertips tentatively,  not so sure as yours...
As I go down my path like a map I follow through
Kissing every little inch of you
My lips are burning my blood pumping through
I can feel the beating of your heart, like a drum
Kissing your heart just bellow, your ribs
Beating wildly!
Trying a calming touch just to steady you
Down the map, I go!
My hands whispering over you..unhurriedly
Softly moving, reaching a point of no return,
Shuddering, convulsing...
Groaning as I touched you,
Looking at you, you can see not my face
But I can see you!
My blood on fire like yours...
My hair like a curtain hanging over you.
You can see not the light in my eyes
Beholding you, all of you.
The wonder, in my eyes so new!
My mind my senses taking me, taking hold of me
And I, crying out from the recesses of my mind
Each delirious wave you put me through
Euphorically I...
I hang on to you feeling every move, you make...
Overflowing, every movement of you, exploding.
My mind erupting my body convulsing
My tears spilling through...
My mind won't let go!
The exultation
The ecstasy into Infinitum
Into infinity...

                                  By Connie James..

Ciao Darling >>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>

Ciao Darling..

Good, bye darling
You finally had your way, in touch, I shall not again..
You see in my ambiguity, 
I knew not you had enough of me.
Or were you getting too involved words fell me
You know, you don't have to talk if you chose not.
Need not, pretend someone's calling you.
Finally, I understand.
A thorn ou your side I've become.
This can be remedied, just don't be my friend...
Although the pain within me is such.
You've outgrown me...Haven't you!
Or you just scared to feel, like me.
You know that business before that wasn't just me!!!  
I know not, how we came to be, to that point you see...
Complaining am not was having such fun, foolish me!! 
You brought out feelings, that were buried deeply within me.
Years of being in limbo it was too much you see ... 
Finally, I was free, free to feel.
Those feelings I've buried within me.
In the recessions of my mind, I was inclined to just feel...
But once out of your system..well you see. 
Why darling must you have opened that pandora box
All those feelings spilling through feelings I thought long dead..Until you!
Awakening me from the deepness the very core, of my being
I liked feeling again, maybe in my obsession, recognising not. 
Finally..
Now, gone forever into that pandora box....
To feel or not to feel!!
How dare I think I could feel again!
It was just a game.
Until someone's gets hurt and that someone's me! 
I like not.
What, am feeling at this precise moment.
It's painful tears spilling out...
Goodbye, I must, say to someone I liked a lot.
He brought laughter into my life, making me feel good.
Now darling, do whatever you may..have a good life, 
I'll be, ok once your out of my system.
It would have to have to happen someday.
Feeling good, it's not what its cut out to be anyway. 
Darling oh darling am mourning.
Ciao darling.

By Connie James.