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Purpose
This is a ‘little’ something that I have been working on for a little while now. It’s not finished but I decided to post it here hopefully to spur me on to finish it…
Purpose by Victoria JK Lamburn
Your glistening eyes are the very eyes that my mother would have said, “Step away!” are drawing me in, luring me deep into your uncharted territory that swims beneath the piercing blue. And what lurks beyond the iris’ ocean? Do you even know yourself in your quieter pensive moments reserved for only you within the four walls of ticking clocks? Seldom does a thought fuse and the moment then snaps and clicks and suddenly it becomes sense itself…
Only for brevity to snatch it away, and then your ocean of thought and emotion is occluded by mist at the shores; riddled as the tide, ceaselessly, rhyming an eternal paean for time and confusion. What is the purpose of you and those devious eyes, the purpose of you and your thoughts? The purpose of me drawn to those eyes and your soft delicate face around, what purpose does it serve us to be locked with our shy little stares and quiet little lost moments at sea?
Then there is your hands drumming towards my beating heart, a delicate flick of the small hand to sweep that lone lost lock of long blonde hair from the left, dazzling me with a sapphire’s glare full beam ahead of me. Your nails, though not manicured look nervously bitten but neat and clipped. Here I am on your deserted shores that, beckoning me towards the rocky isle that screams with echoing fate of others who’ve struggled towards pleasure.
And your eyes haunt me when I close my own to chase away the fear of a heart’s aching love. I’m trying to hide behind my veil, rummaging through my soul to find the deep and burning fear that reminds me of the last call from a fanciful voice and alluring eyes that whipped me with sharp black lashes. Maybe there is nothing more than to submit myself to your enticing shores and in wild abandon plunge uncertainly into the ether of fate.
Copyright ©2009 Victoria JK Lamburn
Go.
Go on and dance to the beat
Go swing and rejoice with those you meet
Go listen to hasty voices in the dim evening light
Go and feel the bouncing vibe of this night
All makes sense now, in this moment
Life set out on a plateau of sense and reason
This moment will soon be gone
But right now it all makes sense
Go watch her descend the stairs with slink and grace
Go talk to her and watch those wistful eyes
Go deep inside her mind and find the ocean behind
Go and touch those rouged lips full of promise and lies
This moment distilled to perfection
I’ve seen it all and know I’ll look back one day
And know exactly what I had then and wish,
Oh I’d wish I’d known what to really do
Go find her on the floor under striking strobes
Go see the stars shine in her eyes like bright diamonds
Go feel the velveteen touch of her by your side
Go breathe, go dance, go live. Just Go.
This moment with its dark beat
And eerie familiar chords you heard somewhere before
And all that had begun to make sense
Has left to find you in the years that have yet come…
Victoria J K Lamburn
Hidden Westway
In those hidden twisting Westways of your mind
Under the arches of your pure and shadowed passions
Are the calculated and optimised rational desires
Where lay the the fires of the lovers you’ve left behind
Grey clouds to oppress and depress tired city eyes
Locked in mindscapes peering out over the balustrade
And nothing over there is what you want to see
Nothing over there springs with youth’s verdant dreams
Your eyes write a song — a poem of your time past
Muddied by a sodium glare in a wet November night
Never sure whether you have won or have lost in your blues
All that is sure is a paean of loss you have tried to hide
In the sinister glare of red light and steaming fumes
It is never clear when you will ever get going
When that light will be green and you will be free
Trapped in a shadowed mania of concrete thunder
Bird trapped in the net flapping for its freedom right
Trying to dilute your emotions in your saline wells
But you can’t fake that love you once had and lost
You are dissolved and beaten behind destiny’s wheel
Inertia creeps all over and you wonder when passion left
Are you smothered or smoldering in this urban insanity?
When are you going to break from your hidden byways
And for love step off this recursion before you’re driven insane.
