Down the Hall to Foreverland
Hands clasped together
They walked down the hallway
Looking at the pictures on the wall
They nodded their heads
Close together
No words conveyed
In a busy conversation
‘Remember that…”
“I saw that one…”
They laughed softly
Holding each other close
They walked down the Hall
From the entrance
Close together they travelled
Towards the Exit
with the flashing light
Smiling as they walked out together
they walked into ForeverLand
Hands clasped tight
They were never found
The twin headstones
Remember their names.
Written by Grace (Idryad)
Published 1st October 2013 10:12am
Dreaming
I dreamt again of being free
Out of this confining walls
I dreamt of flying like a bird
Towards the sky I soared
I dreamt that I swam
Up and down the highway
Where clouds were fluffy
and ever so white
Upon the blueness
Of the sky,
Like coloured satin
There were words up so high
It said ‘Go back Now
It’s not time yet…’
I go crashing down to earth
To this miserable confines
And look at chemo tubes
Entering my husk
Written by Grace (Idryad)
Published 24th June 2012 7:24pm
Dreams II
I dreamt again of the mountain
Broodingly sombre against darkening sky
I felt the fear within my heart
For at the peak, stands the portal to the underworld
I awoke in tears because I knew
A family member would die soon
We buried my mother within that month
The girl awoke at the break of dawn
Run to her mother and told her dream
Of a huge crocodile coming into her room
The mother looked at her and smile
For soon she might have grandchildren
She patted her hair and thought of veils
The girl married her love that year
The sickly elderly woman woke
To the silent night
Smile and knew she would get well soon
For she dreamed she gave birth
Depicting her illness that has gone away
Birth by potions Shaman made
Next day she finished a bowl of porridge
The man avoided the wife that day
Silent did he go away
He dreamed she had two heads
Knew she was unfaithful to him
Avoiding her screams of denials
He left for a village far away
That year the woman married her lover
Dreams are thoughts of what may come
Sent by reflections from the nether realms
Uninhibited thoughts seep into the inner mind
Words unsaid with pictures showed
Where mortal coils are discarded for a while
Allow thoughts unhampered through form
Messages from where they are to where we are
Written by Grace (Idryad)
Published 18th July 2012 10:30pm
Dreams of Him
I dream again
Of my lover true
On the landscape
Of my mind
Holding hands
Touching hips
Smiles in our hearts
Hopes in our souls
A new beginning
With new endings
I dream again
Of our home
Among the trees
Shaded by green canopies
A bright light
On the garden
With flowers
Of all hues
Possums and hares
gambol on the fields
I dream again
Of life that was
To the now
And will be.
Written by Grace (Idryad)
Published 11th August 2013 10:01pm
Dreary Lane
The soughs of wind
The rustles of leaves
The low laughter
The whispers
They are heard in Dreary Lane;
Where they come from
And who they are,
No one knows but them who are
Tainted by dreadful blood of yore
Descents of ghouls, of the dead and more,
The ghostly apparitions in the night
That flits from shadows
Towards greyer shades,
The peepers through the window
A gash on the face
That translates to a smile
A look from grey green eyes
That freezes the soul
They come from the den
Where lost souls growl;
Flitting over the grass
On putrescent air
They visit you when the day
..is gone and gangrenous twilight reign
In Dreary Lane.
Written by Grace (Idryad)
Published 27th October 2012 11:06am
Drifting (In collaboration with Diddi)
Do you think of me
as I dream of you
your sun sinks in the sea
as I farewell my moon ,
gliding so free
I drift through the blue
endlessly ,
into the changing hue
Against the mountains
The sunrays do light
The blue eastern sky
Push forth its dawn
I stretch my arms
And my thoughts do stray
To you my Maya-mate it flies
Meet me in the occidental,
western summer skies
I will greet your oriental,
eastern loving eyes
Haste not to extend
The whisper of appeals
To this sojourner
For the skies are vast
Tribulations many
For here I shall tarry
For a time thats just
I do not whisper
nor do I differ
you are not just a fixture ,
picture or a figure ,
you are no maybe
my star , a sexy lady
I know I daydream
but you miss doe , was made for me
Hush keep your peace now
Dont speak of tomorrow
For a journey uncharted
For yesterdays tale is un-ended
Today I navigate a storm
And yours, your turbulence
Let there be peace in the Eastern sky
And tranquillity over your sleet grey heavens
Word then may be spoken
For now I remain your honest
Affectionate confidante
Ok then maybe one day
when the sky of grey
it goes away
but hear me as I have to say
I'll wait for you
forever to pray.
Written by Grace (Idryad) written with SP Summerscales
Published 26th January 2012 8:52pm
Drumming on Pain
It’s annoying how voices of wants and desires
pick at your ear drums all the time
they keep on saying the same words
repetitions that makes you want to wallow
in abject utmost insurmountable misery
they need your name and signatures
for everything you purchase, the bills
they need your hard earned money
to top up their bottomless coffer
they need they want they require
then they need your voice of agreement
to all they want to do, to you and your children
they operate the system for you, for them
they lay the law of taxes and excises
your percentages of your loans your debts
the land that God created on the earth
they want you to pay levy
or else they take it, piece by piece
you build a home in your own land
better ask them if you can or not
and then they ask you for your tithe
one tenth of your earnings or else
you will be frowned up, looked down
for shying away from paying God
to repair the church roofs
they are at you for not being sheep
running together, grazing in the same fold
Bambi will not run with Thumper
Inter species dating and mating
Is a great big transgression
It’s a pain in the eardrums and mind
The needs and wants of all around
They want this and that, crippling you
The rich may grow filthy rich
But the poor stay poverty stricken.
Written by Grace (Idryad)
Published 18th March 2014 6:32pm
- Last modified 18th March 2014 10:39pm
Dryad's Speak; Funny Familiar Shades
Yellow, flickers of sunlight
through golden tousled hair
forming tiny perfect rainbows
fringing eyes of deepest blue
flecks of the sky
in contracting iris
soft blush pink lips smiling
showing pearly white teeth
we sojourned in hamlets
among the green
My first Love
Prism of colours
through falling tears
like a blaze of sunset
silver wings on leaving plane
carrying my love away
Raven hair, black as night
hair falling on shoulders
brown expressive eyes
looking down at me
comfortingly whispers
You will be alright
theatre lights flashed on
plummeting me to depths
of dreams and darkness
appendicitis out,
red hot pain flashed
there memories, not unlike...
pure crystal clear water
bubbling along a river bed
with brown, yellow and orange
pebbles, strewn with falling leaves
brown and grey towards decay
Lavender perfume
permeating through my room
scents of lilacs
teasing my dreams
ember in my heart
glowing in sync
with its beat
spurred on by hope
Alone now, with sepia photographs
of yesteryears
rose-tinted memories
I am walking towards
the rainbows of adventures
tomorrow
Written by Grace (Idryad)
Published 2nd February 2014 11:33am
DU residents
A masked man
a red haired girl
a sad looking young man
strumming his guitar
a beautiful naked woman
looking out of the window
animes, purpled haired
sensuous poses
Soulful eyes
rockers with their guitars
Cute bears on helicopters
pretty girl with pink hair
a few scythmen and flowers
a leopard and a wolf
with the cats and angels
hats and caps...pirates
citizens of DU district
population 17577 and growing
here they are poets
orators, story tellers
at times soapbox warriors
showing their true self
In DU the pompous and the sarky
the romantic and the pragmatic
the arrogant and the humble
live together
DU citizens
they don't look any stranger
than residents of anywhere.
Written by Grace (Idryad)
Published 28th September 2014 10:04pm
- Last modified 28th September 2014 10:45pm
Dust to Dust
God have Mercy
on the souls
of those who left
without a goodbye
to their beloved
they never knew
God have Mercy
on those who were left
scarred by their ordeal
traumatised by the winds
that swept their beloved
away from them
God have Mercy
on the torn land
not by the hands of man
but by that they lived on
the air, the water, the soil
they were innocent
God have Mercy
on us all
for how ever high and strong
we scream of our might
as sovereign of the Earth
we are mere dusts.
Written by Grace (Idryad)
Published 10th November 2013 9:16pm
- Last modified 10th November 2013 9:50pm
Dusts in her Eyes, Bring in the clown
shreds of papers at the corner of her bed
words written and spoken, all read
over and over in quests for meaning
lost between the lines
there are grains yet unseen
between cracks of written conversations
she clutches them all
like a drowning man to a straw
blowing warmth on them
like fanning a dying ember
or reviving popsickled fingers
bound to emotional keyboards
there are distant rainbows
in her midnight skies
if only she can see them
Yet hopes are shredded yellow ribbons
on branches of guava trees
not for the past but for tomorrow
bring in the clown today
for nothing can save shredded papers
unless the words are written again
though alphabets are hard to find
the clowns with the balloons
and the screamy laughing faces
are her guests today.
Written by Grace (Idryad)
Published 6th December 2015 7:05am
