MUSINGS OF A RESTLESS MIND

With the Tarot I did play, the card of Death was the Card of the Day,
And my inner feelings all held sway,
 Queen Hecate's Torch, a flaming ray,
Goddess of the Crossroads, leading the way,
Up from the dark to the Light of Day. 

Death is Life, and naught to fear,
A lesson from the Wheel of the Year,
Circling ever, ever near,
Sun and Moon, Love is here.

Decisions and choices, too many voices,
Lost in confusion, drowned in delusion,
Was it all just an illusion,
Holographic illustration, life a maze of endless frustration?

What are the answers, will they ever show,
As round and round the Wheel I go,
The endless Quest gives me no rest,
My maniac Will to know.  

AstrandaLynn~~COPYRIGHT 2016~~

http://poeticdream111111.blogspot.com

Musings In The Night

I trust because I have no choice,
It's just I feel I've lost my voice,
Waiting for too long,
I feel I've lost my song.

Fingers softened by the years,
Guitar strings rusted by falling tears,
A woman feels the weight of age,
Long-lost dreams cry out in rage...
Tear drops fall on poet's page.

My life's chaotic, my mind's a mess,
Apartment's a wreck, I must confess,
Overwhelmed with clutter, even worse,
I seem to be moving, but stuck in reverse.

Revisiting places I thought were gone forever,
Newly discovered, merely buried, hidden Never,
For days I slept in dreamless nightmares,
Now my ego arises screaming rage,
My mirror shows me no wiser with age.

Somewhere I lost ME, sometime ago,
My voice was gone, along with my song,
Captive, longing to be FREE, not on a shelf,
The cage was my own doing, not anyone else,
And I have the key, to unlock Myself.

I've felt like a fake, dancing at a Masque,
Tripping and falling, failing my Task,
Blaming the world, upbringing, and Love,
Ever afraid to face the Gods Above.

Queen Hecate calls me from my sleep,
Her wolves, howling, make me weep,
Her torch held high, lights up the sky,
Her Call to me,  I can't deny.

The balance I seek lies within,
The path of Soul is not a sin,
Ever leading to my Twin,
But I must be ready to begin.

The Wheel of the year completing its march,
December will complete the arc,
And soon a New Year will make its mark,
As I find my way back from the dark. 

AstrandaLynn~~Copyright 2016~~

http://poeticdream111111.blogspot.com

Core Dump

Light at the end of the tunnel brightens,
So why am I feeling so frightened,
All my insecurities haunt me, not really gone,
I thought they were, now I can't go on.

Lying to myself, lying to you,
Too many lies making me blue,
Depressed, too stressed, not me at all,
Losing my balance on the Big Blue Ball,
And you are working, not hearing my call.

That pushme-pullyou game aflame,
Burning again, no one's to blame,
My head aches from too much thinking,
My heart breaks, my faith is shrinking,
If I were a drinker, I'd be drinking.

My Muse is back, but drowning in sorrow,
I have no faith in my tomorrow,
My mind wanders willy-nilly,
My ego, the brat, is driving me silly!

Is this normal,  to feel this way,
The darkness deepening before the New Day,
Could this be Dark Night of the Soul,
Making me want to crawl back in the hole,
Deep in the Abyss, longing for my True Love's kiss?

AstrandaLynn~~Copyright 2016~~
http://poeticdream111111.blogspot.com