As my erotic blog goodgirlturnedslut.blogspot.com kept filling up with my soul business, I decided I might as well make an honest woman of myself and start up this sister blog. You may justifiably ask why it is that I choose to have my soul's business out on the internet. Well, I'm a a ponderer, a thinker, I seek to understand, often too hard. Focusing my mind to wrap this swirl of thoughts into words that might be comprehensible to another human being is incredibly helpful to me. Yes, of course, I could just write a private journal, but actually it's not the same. Knowing that another person, a person I don't even know, may read my words gives it a whole different impetus. I also believe that as human beings we have a deep need to be seen, witnessed, seen for all of who we are. Just the one girl, just the one person. What is more, I love words, I love language, I love taking complex thoughts and feelings and searching for just the right words until I know you can feel what I'm feeling - you can be right there with me and I no longer alone.



Friday 23 April 2010

Poetry: Dark Angel

Dark Angel

Who were you?
Just some figment of my imagination?

I don’t know.
If only,
If only I knew.

It was as though the shadows from the deepest corners of my soul
Came to life
To walk the earth,
Just for some brief time,
Became flesh,
Became warm skin, and bones, and lips, and hair.

Sometimes I think
I fell in love with my own creation,
Only saw what I wanted to see.

Who were you?
What did I see in you?
Was it even real?

Or was it altogether different?
Did you show me something of you,
No one had ever seen?
Not even you.

So that in the end we were
Two dark angels meeting in the night.

Nothing left now
But the whisper of wings,
Receding in the distance.
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