LIVIDITY AND GRAVITY

It was difficult to actually pinpoint where and when the first 
signs of the impending storm began to brew.

It may have been something as indiscernible as a bird in the Galapagos,  
in the midst of his well-rehearsed and choreographed  dance to secure a mate, 
as his wings flapped with heartfelt fury. 

Please just please choose me…

 

Or... was it the slightest updraft of a breeze 
that got sucked into a cycle of exponential condensing pressures, 
until there was no other way to dissipate all that had accrued, 
and it all came crashing down?

LIVIDITY AND GRAVITY

What appeared at first as a mesmerizingly cool demeanor drifting in

became caught up in an endless cycle of condensing pressure

dew point was reached, causing a chain reaction

leading me to lash out with vivid, volatile vitriol

Testing the depth of your emotions

with the tentative pitter patter of my toes

not sure if I am able to fully immerse without drowning

I begin to tumble, spinning out of control

trying to fight the gravity of my feelings

 breaking the surface tension on the way in

stirring up long forgotten memories

I am the storm

Bursting forth

as my Livid torrents begin to pour

disturbing the sanctity of your suavity

Just as suddenly as I come

I pass

Only once the blue skies return can the damage be seen

It takes much longer for the stirred up antipathy to settle

The re-emerging sun offers a glimmer of hope

which cause me to reflect

The Pelican, spooked also by the sudden storm

flies ever so gracefully

circling up towards me I implore her to explain to me

how best to rise above any storm we may find ourselves in the midst of

She sees the sadness in my eyes and offers me these words

"I think we all are beacons, energy wise and that when you 
get emotionally overwhelmed ,
it's mostly because you are experiencing you, in your purest form 
and the other person is just mirroring that.

The ability to mirror you is of course no small thing though

That can only a few people do"

I look down into your once again smooth surface

and see myself with no way to hide
she is absolutely correct

we are but reflections in each other

The further apart we may appear to become

the less clearly defined our individual boundaries are

I leap into you

and you return back to me

Eventually we find ourselves rising into levity

(c) Divinia Nightfire 3rd October 2015

(c) picture taken by me

portions of this poem incorporate some inspiring words

from a lady i once knew...she is not a pelican IRL

but a someone who kept me enlightened
 with her uncanny insight inside

my sometimes complicated mind and soul.

Livid is another word to describe the colour steel blue