Posted on by poeeternal · 3 Comments

Trajectory

I live on an island of a dream
My joy is his trajectory
His eyes are the only skies I need
His love is the only fruit I eat

I taste him in seasons
I kiss him in the trillions
I lean on the shoulders of meaning
I cling to the shores of his breathing

I rest my plight in the palm of his hand
For his every touch is the promise land
And it’s finally a journey I can understand
For this is the mission fate had planned

And on and on and on we go together
Every step with you I’m feeling better
Every hug from you feels like my shelter
Hurting you is never in the weather

© Delia Ross. 2019

3 AM snaps turned into 6 AM snaps instead

Maybe when my hair is long enough my prince will come save me?
Messy lipgloss part 1 (it’s 6 AM cut me a break). SAVE ME!
I live in oversized t-shirts. That shits gotta stop…
Hazel eyes, messy lips & a brunette with bags under my eyes from insomnia. Do you still fancy me at 6 AM?
Posted on by poeeternal · 7 Comments

Your Dark

I fell into your dark
And with your words I built an ark
I set sail within your art
I dropped an anchor near your heart

And so maybe the light can never outlast the night
Or maybe I was wrong and maybe you were right
If it’s all pretend baby just take away my sight
A dream is just a nightmare if we never do unite

A hundred years could pass and for you I’d still be achin’
If you thought I hated you I’m sorry you’re mistaken
The sign on my heart for you is always on and vacant
One kiss from you would be totally earth-shaking

© Delia Ross. 2019

Posted on by poeeternal · 1 Comment

Holy Hour

Let me just write as I see
Without form, elegance or rule

Let me pass them over to you
A gift or curse, I know not anymore

They are not here to ridicule
But I kissed them all just so

That they might fill the sadness
And remove the space for madness

That you may find some light for you to grow
So from my soul I give you seed

It comes with all the things you need
And you won’t need to feel so insecure

This is our holy hour
Love for only you to devour

What other reason need there be?
I am there and you are here with me

So take the ache now from the lead
And spill with ink these words instead

(And make them last permanently)

I love you most so step back from the edge
And now is all the time we ever get

It’s best you come down from the ledge
And remove me from your pages of regret

Erase the wound, under the Moon
Remember that I’ll see you soon

I’ll be around when you want to resume
Our love is sheltered from doom

© Delia Ross. 2019

Posted on by poeeternal · 8 Comments

Clot

There it was I thought
But then again maybe not
It is tangled in a knot
A wound without a clot

And yet bigger that it got
It smelled of death and rot
He said he knew but he forgot
And neither cared to clean the spot

And while the witch did stir the pot
Along she came a wretched trot
And with her pen she took a shot
And I seek naught the thing she brought

© Delia Ross. 2019

HE WANTS TO KNOW WHERE MY LOVE WENT *LAUGHS INSANELY*

There’s a hurricane headed to Florida and there’s a good chance I’ll lose Communications for a bit.
Posted on by poeeternal · 2 Comments

Memories of Heaven

Moments to cherish
Fractions of seconds
Blinks in a lifetime
Starry soul treasure
Residing forever
These moments together
As light as a feather
Your beautiful weather
You bring many pleasure
An endless presence
A holy reference
Made from the divine
And to joy a lifeline
To everyone the sunrise
To me the skyline
And inside every rhyme
Where love will never perish

© Delia Ross. 2019

Posted on by poeeternal · 2 Comments

Poetic Ramblings For The One

Shall I pass the wound to forgiveness
Shall I trust the universal oracle
What of the nest in my soul where your love is my law
Where I suffer for you and I fall
Have you ever loved me at all?
Should I exit the stage of treason
Where she robs me of desire
Where I see the smoke still rising
From the breast of her fire

Are you a mirage of love in a desert of loneliness?
Where I thirst forevermore
I still march along the madness
Of the trail of a whore
Echoes of happiness flash like lightning
Blinding yet spellbinding
And I dream of your shore
Where I wait in an ethereal forever
And I’m always hoping for more

My heart cradles the words for me that you write
It feels like a bandage covering the night
It feels like your hug holding me tight
A breath on my soul saying all is alright
Your lips on my spirit giving me might

In a fever I rush to you like a drug
But in truth you needn’t say a word
I’d love you in silence with only a hug
Your eyes to me they are the world

My road for you is only honey
I wish I were younger and that is my worry
But like an aging forest I offer you mercy
Shelter and warmth and tongues which are loving
I nurture this thirst because I know you are worthy
Even though your doubts keep both eyes blurry

No spells are needed to find my love
Reach out to fate cuz it fits like a glove
And punishments can be reserved for just fun 🙂
Trust me darling, I am the one
I’m not a deck of cards or just another turn

No fancy tricks needed not even a curse
The longer you wait the more that it hurts
I love you for better or for worse
My love is an ocean you better immerse

I’m available as a friend anytime that you want
The balls in your court, please use it not to haunt

xoxo

© Delia Ross. 2019

My birthday is in 3 days!! (August 19th). I am a Leo, a fire sign!! My truelove shall also be a FIRE SIGN! I’d bet my life on it! 🙂

If he is out there or listening (are you out there or listening?) you should say hello. Start with the basics you know. 🙂
Be fearless with me. Freedom. Everything will be okay. But you gotta say hello. “Say something, anything and watch the weather change…”
Messy hair, chilling on the couch me… waiting on my birthday so I can get fat on cupcakes!! 🙂
Posted on by poeeternal

Darkness Falls

Chance was cast aside
Like a broken promise forgotten
Friendship lay there rotting
Like a dead carcass
With his lover circling like a buzzard
Her heart as cold as the Arctic
Black as night is her word
A circus queen for the heartless
I’ve not read a thing she muttered
Nor drank from which she harvest
They are black seeds of dread
Crimson pools of tears from where I bled
Laughter from the ones who never suffered
Jupiter knows the ways I cried

© Delia Ross. 2019

Posted on by poeeternal

All They Gave

All he gave her was his word
A direct line where love occurred

All she gave him was her heart
And she loved him from the start

All he gave her was his best
Every word jewels from his chest

All she gave him was more hope
A rainbow instead of a tightrope

All he gave her was a dream
With love shining as a moonbeam

All she gave him was his sight
Though he falters he is still her knight

© Delia Ross. 2019


Me just writing and dreaming of love… xoxo

Posted on by poeeternal

Halo

He must love her like the wind
Wild and free and without end

His love must be the sun
Warming life from where it’s numb

His touch must be the moon
For the soul an endless womb

His gaze must be the light
Turning darkness into color overnight

His voice must be a dance
Where angels glide in a trance

His hope must be a rainbow
Forever glowing as her halo

Her love must be an ocean
Deep it goes her devotion

© Delia Ross. 2019

Posted on by poeeternal

The Trouble With Goodbye

Moments, however fleeting, live in the now
We watch time receding, as though a tide on a shore
We swim towards tomorrow with hope as an anchor
We stick our feet in time always hoping there is more
And every grain of sand is a memory that we store
We lock them in the past and hide behind a door
We walk on yesterday where our feet cannot explore
We softly wrap up lies and then tie them with a vow

© Delia Ross. 2019

Posted on by poeeternal · 1 Comment

Vessel

Tell me all you know
Run the hours late
Let’s see how far we can go

Open wide your window
Unlock your hearted gate
Ride the future slow

I am a vessel for your secrets
An alter or your priestess
A mobile stage for your weakness
A friend for when you need it

I can follow or be your guide
When you’re feeling lost inside
And be there if you need a ride
Anytime, I’ll be by your side

Unlike a shadow in the dark
I would never break your heart
I’ve been loyal from the start
I’ve been told love is an art

© Delia Ross. 2019

Feeling so inspired lately… ✌️

Posted on by poeeternal · 7 Comments

Thoughts n’ Thangs

He laps her like a loyal dog chained by the guardian of hell, her purgatory – his territory

He kissed me and the Earth started to spin…

You could have just loved me the way that I deserved.

I shriveled up and died of unimportance, in case you hadn’t noticed…

Nothing I love ever makes it home.

Love. Love. What love?
It fits more like a tourniquet
I don’t want any part of it

My eyes met his eyes which awakened parts of my spirit unknowingly sleeping and even now my pulse dances anew…

He looked deeply into my eyes and said he wanted to make love to my sorrow –
So that the eyes looking back would look forward to tomorrow

She tied the anchor to my foot and pushed me off the plank while yelling, “at least you got some good poetry out of it…”

His smile made me whole. His love is a lighthouse in a dark galaxy.

© Delia Ross. 2019

Posted on by poeeternal · 5 Comments

Dust and Worry

I wonder under all the dust and worry
Does he ever wish he took a different journey
Will he change the ink and start a different story
Can he clear his vision where it has been blurry

Where the wall is high and the gate is locked
Where her head appears where a door is blocked
Where she keeps her eye on the prey she marked
Where the middle is the plan she plot

And I a whisper or a thought
Or just a dream he never caught
Or a reason he never saught
Or the love for which he should have fought

It matters not if I am up or down
Or if I am sideways or standing
My love for him is never-ending
And should be worn like a crown

© Delia Ross. 2019

Posted on by poeeternal · 1 Comment

Angelism

I traveled far just to find his den
I walked barefoot through the Garden of Eden
I passed graveyards of original sin
I ate the apple and I’d do it again

Under his altar
I heed to prayer
I kneel and I receive offer
And taste his holy water

Where I begin to transcend
And I feel clean again
My wings stretch and extend

Church bells ring with a deep moan
The harvest comes where he does roam

His scripture flows deep in my vein
Where under his rule my enemies are slain

His kiss and touch my communion
With every moment I feel more human

I bless him with eternal devotion
Our souls together gently woven
When one my halo is golden
Fully healed and never broken

In my soul his name is etched
On my heart I wear his crest
With my love his soul is blessed
Together we are at our best

Burned on my wing is our decree
It wasn’t written to deceive
Two pieces of the puzzle now complete
A map to our destiny

© Delia Ross. 2019

Posted on by poeeternal

Endless Love

I found a dream once
In a bottle
Walking along a white shore
Beaches of the whitest sand

Tides that whisper softly
Wishes and wants in the breeze

The bottle an endless joy
From which I drink again and again

Melancholy a distant sun
Enough to keep warm
But never burn

Oceansize kisses
From his tongue
To my soul

Seagulls swooping
Bringing poetry
In their sails

Skies of glass
And shattered clouds
With every peek he is there

Love is the breeze
From which he descends

A salty essence or tears
From times he cried
When I wasn’t here

The love is life
And I take shelter
Underneath his seashell

My sighs like morning dew
Where everything rises
Into something new

Rebirth in the stars
Fears chase comets
And forget us here

Every footstep a memory
Of what’s to come

A set of two
Of everything we’ve done

A beautiful moon in agreement
Of the life we choose
Forever full

And white beaches
That never end

© Delia Ross. 2019

Posted on by poeeternal · 3 Comments

Masks

We all have skeletons in our closet
Some wear many masks
We all tuck lies in our pocket
With questions never asked
If any were to audit
They’d see plenty had been tasked
It would hit you like a rocket
The truth would come so fast
And it is as loud as a trumpet
Truth will feel harassed
A sinner of mistruth or a prophet
The unknown is so vast
If only he hadn’t known it
Our love might have last

© Delia Ross. 2019

Posted on by poeeternal

Stone

Moving forward, turning corners, never finding home
Keep listening, less speaking, and most are always wrong
I go the distance that few ever roam
Universal lessons seem to keep me on my own
Often these tribulations can only be learned alone
Weakened and discouraged I’ll stop but not for long
My heart more calloused and hard like bone
Whatever it takes to keep me strong
With the wisdom of knowing that looking back can turn me to stone

And so this lesson I pack up and carry
The weight of them always seems to vary
Some are black and some are cherry
Some will taste like a strawberry
Some will make you say Hail Mary
Some are found in the morning obituary
Most will leave you cold and weary
With eyes that sting and oh so blurry
These streets have roadkill of doubt and worry

Self-medicate to try and heal
And get the energy to climb uphill
Another battle of self-will
Another demon I have to kill
Swallow the pain just like a pill
Buried deep so I can’t feel
There’s mostly lows and little thrill
And not an exit out of here
By now my soul is feeling ill
The answers are never clear

Tie my boot without goodbye
Can’t sit around to watch me cry
More of those with every sigh
If you could open it and peer inside
It would likely appear tie-dye
Like an endless horizon in the sky
Pinks and purples which mystify
There my soul longs to fly
Not depths of low but certain high
And now not a tear in my eye

You’ll never get close to me
I live by this decree
Very few are ever worthy
But God has a skeleton key
Buried under a Joshua Tree
Searching will leave you thirsty
The depths I’ve cried fill up a sea
And by this I’m already drowning
It’s past my knee
But the undertow came quickly

© Delia Ross. 2019

Posted on by poeeternal

Kites

His words take me to such heights
Atmospheres I have never flown

In moments I am taking flights
Through fields of the unknown

My soul must look like the Northern Lights
I wonder if to him I glow

And if it is to me he writes
It’s not possible this I know

But that’s a doubt for different nights
When we’re flying over the Arctic Zone

His words as invitation invites
Thaw the places I have froze

For in his words I take deep plights
Blooming from the ashes where I’ve grown

The way his words in me incites
The rise of a feather, not the weight of stone

I take it in, I take the sights
My life less monochrome

Our souls tangled together like kites
My eyes engaged completely where you roam

© Delia Ross. 2019

Posted on by poeeternal · 4 Comments

Storm

He arrived during my storm
Lightning and crashes and bleeding thorns
I had not a sign to warn
And there was not an exit for him to turn
And though his silence did cause concern
For him, a bypasser watching me form
Inside the eye where I yearn
A witness to my fury and my charm
My winds so strong he flew from my arm
And I in regret for causing him harm
His patience for me wraps me and keeps me warm
Calming my tempers and lowering my horn
Gently kissing my existence where I was born
Settling my winds so I can learn
Repairing the parts in my heart which are torn
For every moment apart it’s him I do mourn

© Delia Ross. 2019

Posted on by poeeternal · 3 Comments

A Song For The Heart

In a different place
In another world
With a different face
And another girl

With a different heart
Better spoken word
Where we never part
And we’re always heard

With a different life
Not a lonely one
Where I am his wife
And my heart he has won

It’s a full moon rising
It’s a love worth shining
It’s a full moon rising
It’s a love worth climbing

© Delia Ross. 2019

Posted on by poeeternal

Age of Reason

I struggle with reason. I dwell on it, rub over it like a pig in mud. Try it on, wear it overnight, sometimes invite it over for the weekend. And when pleasing, cook it a good meal. It takes awhile to break in, like a good pair of shoes that you love but that hurts your feet. They bleed and cause blisters yet you wear them anyway. You think the money or time invested is now worth the pain. So many hours pounding the streets in them. The pain never fades, it burrows and claws its way into every moment, crushing stone as you walk. Time moves on, leaving bitter trails stained with blood, a journey harder than once thought. Your worry weighing down, as peace is not coming back, and it cost more than you originally bought. In the end, you come to know every season. Every why. Every when. Every how. Reason will be an uninvited guest. Knowledge will begin to feel like treason. How could you not know? Until this very moment. With death lingering like a demon.

© Delia Ross. 2019

Posted on by poeeternal · 2 Comments

Vintage

Why can’t for once someone accept my love
Try it on like a pair of pants or gloves
Wear it a bit longer like a stylish cut
Or so many times as you would a favorite
Until it is covered in stains and cigarette burns
And smells of a favorite expensive perfume
It smells of dizzy lovers
Cheap whiskey
Heavy regrets
Well, hopefully not any of those yet
Tattered and torn but the pockets still work
It’s vintage (like the best stuff)
All the hours connected to skin
It wrapped you during any weather
It would do it again
You ponder trashing it in the bin
A gift to charity is less of a burden
Never contemplating sewing it at the hem
Fixing parts where it may be broken

© Delia Ross. 2019

Posted on by poeeternal · 4 Comments

Orbits

Orbits caught in gravity
They form and make a galaxy

Hands that grasp the sands of time
Bonds that form and never die

Love which riddles lie with truth
Tongues which move like deja vu

Open doors and open arms
Ride the bull with a crown of thorns

Forgiveness flowing and still current
Forever his devoted servant

Names are roads rarely spoken
Trust are chains never broken

© Delia Ross. 2019

Posted on by poeeternal · 2 Comments

What Is It?

It is not a cage to watch you age
It is not a light seeking a stage
It is not a debt taking all of your wage
It is not a trap set for making you rage
It is not a war for you to engage
It is not a weight to see if you strain
It is not blood meant for your written page
It is not a finger set forth to only lay blame
It is not a fang sinking deep into your vein
It is not a hand here to inflict you more pain
It is not punishment tied to a chain
It is not a debt that can never be paid
It will still exist even if you never feel the same

It is here as silk for your fears
It remains as satin for all of your tears
It is softly spoken between the ears
It erases all pain from previous years
It will fill your day with silence and cheers
And  like any motion there are different gears
But with every step more of the doubt clears
And just like my love it never disappears

© Delia Ross. 2019

Posted on by poeeternal · 2 Comments

Edges

Keep on crawling to the edge
of his love

Keep on falling off the ledge
from his shove

Keep on calling
though he’s not home

Keep on bawling
on my own

He keeps stalling
from this love

I keep befalling from his words

Keep on rolling down
where he roams

Always on the edge of his ledge

Always on the ledge of giving up

Always on the edge of his grudge

Always on the ledge of his love

Always on the edge of his touch

Always on the ledge of loving him too much

Always on the edge of forgiving this one

© Delia Ross. 2019

Posted on by poeeternal · 1 Comment

Lifespan

I promise to listen
Always with intention
To understand

If you can hold me
Instead of scold me
I will be your best friend

I don’t need more lessons
Or other people’s blessings
To love my man

I won’t ask you questions
Or demand from you confessions
If you let me join your clan

Please let your worries lessen
I’ll never keep you guessing
Our love will never need a plan

The moon it now shines crescent
My love is on fluorescent
There’s enough for your entire lifespan

© Delia Ross. 2019

Posted on by poeeternal

Kinesis

I wish I could pull him in
Give him a kiss
Or free him of sin
I wish it wasn’t like this
I’m not even sure what I miss
I keep running back to his abyss
His energy is kinesis

He doesn’t need us here
We circle like a sphere 
We gather atmosphere
Into his space we steer
His distance isn’t near
He’s more than a light-year
His silence we all fear
My soul still sent out a flare

His absence I can’t dismiss
At war with his own violence
Alone in his own silence
So lost and without guidance
Impenetrable like a diamond
But love doesn’t require science
And so we all persist –
Even though he doesn’t exist

© Delia Ross. 2019

Posted on by poeeternal

Nothings Impossible

No I don’t dream, I beam with possibility
As fragile of a thing it may seem

There are things better than a king
A princess no, heaven maybe

Of things that I see and feel
Even you can make me kneel

These things count to zero
When I see you as a hero

Underneath your mask and cape
A gentle heart and one that aches

There is a girl who can fix the scrape
She may even cause you a few earthquakes

© Delia Ross. 2019

Posted on by poeeternal · 1 Comment

Emotional Cargo

I wish I didn’t know what it is that I know
I’d stop myself from going down a path I never grow
Then I’d never sneer when I see an old photo
I’d never ever wonder who I’d be without the woe

I wish I didn’t know what it is that I know
I’d stop myself from packing all of this emotional cargo
I seem to carry it with me no matter where it is I go
I’d gladly give it to you but there’s no place left to stow

© Delia Ross. 2019

Posted on by poeeternal

RSVP Declined

Why send an invitation if it’ll just be declined
I want to be seen but I stand with the blind
Every rejection makes me more aligned
I still look confused though I’ve made up my mind
You warned you were bad but you are the worst kind

Oh teacher, oh teacher why’d you leave me blue
Another desertion what more can I do
We barely had started but now we are through
I may have been late but I can’t outrun you
Give me the full movie not just the preview

© Delia Ross. 2019

Posted on by poeeternal

Permanent Winter

She owed them a pretty picture
Her soul was pretty injured
She sold it but never got richer
She kept it hid under a fancy fixture
The ones who buy it always get triggered
Pointing at you with their middle finger
Too far away you can’t hear them whisper
The season there is a permanent winter
With a sign that reads “winner winner”
You’ve been fed that lie since you were a beginner

© Delia Ross. 2019