Invitation

It’s reblog Sunday, right? I’m hoping to post a new poem next week. Now I’m off to enjoy your poems and other posts! P.S. Please, click on “view original” – thank you!!! 🙂

Come
Walk with me
Where wildflowers bloom

Lie beside me
Beneath the irresistible sky
Point out
The constellations
You wish to fly to
I will take you there

The star chart is printed
On your skin
I will trace
My fingertips
Intimately
Across the beauty
I read like braille

Pausing

At the loveliest places
In order to forget
The world
But never you

Love,
Until the wildflowers
Begin to wither
In summer’s farewell

Come
Walk with me
Where all our journeys end

Photo credits: © Theophilos Papadopoulos
Original location

What an amazing shot from Aptera, Crete. Please check out the photographer’s gallery for some other stunning shots.

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Sunset

SUNSET

At sunset
I lose myself
In the beauty
Of a vulnerable sky
Painted with
Sentimental afterglow

At twilight
I can hear
How the setting sun
Blissfully hums
An ancient lullaby
A promise of a reunion

Her infinite melody
Fills me with hope
Yet evokes
The deepest longing

At sunset
I lose myself
In poetry
For she is my stillness
And I am her words

Lighthouse

Just reblogging “Lighthouse” with a NEW picture from my second trip to Crete last summer. It was an unforgettable experience and I can’t wait to go back – again and again. Hope you all have an inspiring weekend. – Noora

LIGHTHOUSE

I remember the ships
Sailed by me
How my light
Guided their journey
Held them gently
In the evening fog
Offered them faith
In the storm
Yet no one ever stayed

They have sailed
On the sea
Of endless possibilities
But no one has ever
Returned
To tell
Whether they discovered
A safe haven
Or are they still
Drifting
Hoping and waiting
For a miracle
Like my soul today

I often recall
Their names
And tales
And I wonder
If they
Still remember me
The moments we shared
The dreams we dreamt

Bittersweet waves
Crash and fall
Yet I stand still
Heart anchored
Eyes on the horizon
Still waiting
Still hoping
To be someone’s destination

Home

Edit: Picture changed 1/2015

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It’s been a while…

PREDAWN

A haunting melody
Like a siren’s song
Tempts me to dive
Into sensual waters

Serendipitous eyes whisper:
Wordless promises
Delicate intentions
Unfulfilled longings

Yet I see nothing
But a fading sunset
…
Bittersweet predawn

****

PRAYER

When the dawn
Begins to play
The first chords
Of an acoustic prelude
And a nocturnal veil
Of the smiling stars
Slowly uncovers you
I hope that
The gentle messenger
Unveils your day
With my prayers
Silently lingering
In its ancient
Rays of hope

****

STARLESS

If
I will undress
My heart and soul
Beneath
The tragically beautiful
Night canvas

Expose my secrets
Strip off my metaphors
Bare my sorrow
Reveal my desire

If
I promise
To pull you in
With the first line
And keep your attention
Until there is
Nothing left
But purple utopia

Will you
Cover me
With the dust
Of the stars
You stole
From my night sky

~~Will you?~~

****

COME BACK TO ME

Dear muse

Come to me
Like a raging fire
Take me back
To the place
Where there is no yesterday
Or tomorrow
Just an infinite bliss

Tangled sheets
Non-stop laughter
Eyes closed, lips seeing
Dripping with new verses
Poetry at its finest

Dear muse

The fiery breaths
Between your kisses
Inspire me endlessly
So, come to me
Let’s drift back
Into poetic madness

****

Hey, remember me? Just a few random and unedited musings for my first post of the year. It’s GREAT to be back! I’ve truly missed the WP community – a place filled with talented and inspiring writers of all kind.

2015: new chances, new disappointments, new achievements, new experiences, new memories – something new to write about. I wish you all an unforgettable and inspiring 2015. Chase your dreams and make them your reality.

And now I’m off to read some of your latest posts. It’s been way too long!! Please bear with me, it may take a few days to complete the task.

My first haikus

My first ones:

PEACEFUL HURRICANE
my skin – your valley
lips mark their territory
sensual earthquakes

SERENDIPITY
the hues of your heart
melt into my horizon
surrender awaits

SOUL BOND
earth, water, fire, air
you, me, we, eternally
some things never change

NIRVANA
dripping divine love
eyes closed, tasting her passion
drunk on morning dew

SPRING
migrant birds return
i am still in the same place
lost my direction

… and a bonus haiku 🙂

YOU :))
indescribable
OR too many syllables
damn fucking haikus

****

Hey! I am so sorry for the absence.

Here are some random haikus. I’ve never written them before, but I was encouraged to try. I wrote approximately 30 “heart haikus”, but I’m not satisfied with them. I turned old notes into haikus and wrote a few in one sitting. Well, since “write like no one is reading” IS my motto for the year, I decided to post a few anyway. I enjoy reading haikus, but I didn’t enjoy writing them. lol. Ok, once I stopped taking it so seriously – it was fun … kind of. :)) Counting syllables was a challenge for a Finnish girl though. 🙂 I may have messed up with some words, but at least I tried.

Hope you all have a beautiful and inspiring weekend,
– Noora

Moonlight

I am the selfish moonlight
That sneaks in
Through your unguarded window
Caresses your still form
Your demanding skin
With quiet devotion

I am the longing moonlight
That dances aimlessly
Across your
Sensitive pathways and
Slumbering hills
Leaving a trail of
Anonymous kisses
Trembling on your shore

And when the innocent sun
Wakes up to paint your canvas
With rosy reds and silky scenery
I retreat to my hiding place
Until the darkness falls

****

Update:

I’m sorry for the long delay in posting. I’ve been either too busy or too inspired to write. :)) I have lots of drafts waiting to be finished though. After receiving an email from a devoted reader, I decided to post something. I’ll try to post another poem soon.

Hope you all have a beautiful, inspiring and productive week!
Love, light, and laughter!
– Noora

Duet

There you are
Bare
Like a virgin page
Waiting for
The flaming breath
Of my words
To tease you
Fill you
Define you
All that you are
Or could be
For me
With me

If you lend me
Your lips
If you let me taste
The unspoken magic
They withhold
If you let me savor
The sweetest essence
Of inspiration
Slowly
Soulfully
Until our verses
Intertwine
In a sensuous duet

I promise
You’ll see
A masterpiece
Mirrored
In my eyes

Your aftertaste
Intimately lingering
On my quivering lips
Craving an encore

Dear Rumi

One of the things I love about poetry is that it is timeless! Today, I’m sharing Karen’s incredibly beautiful tribute to Rumi. Karen is an amazing poet herself. If you’re not following her already – you really should. Karen’s work never ceases to amaze and inspire me!

hinarising

Dear Rumi,

Centuries later,

You have made me cry,

For I too have been here since the dawn of time,

Absorbing essence of light and dark, soil and sky,

But the word,

Your words,

Read from ancient scrolls

Left me bleeding with the thorns of roses wanting more,

Pleading for the universe to make my words eternal,

For my passion, like yours, to last forever,

In hunger, in longing, in forgiveness and in letting go,

To carry this heavy burden of love, in beauty,

Like you,

A brilliant flower garden in the cyclical budding of time,

In grief, and in joy,

for all the universe to hear and feel and love,

That timeless heartbeat aching to be free

Yet wanting to be captured

By her, by me, by infinite melody.

For Noora, Who Inspires,

Karen K.L. Espaniola, January 26, 2014

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Rebirth

Maybe we were trees
In our former life

Side by side
Roots deeply tangled
Branches barely touching
And when the Moon
Performed its sonata
Our leaves sang
The same melody

Lovers
Dreamers
Runaways
Found a safe haven
From our shelter

Seasons changed
People changed
Yet we were always
Growing together
In love and beauty
Side by side

Perhaps then
We decided that
We would be poets
In this life
Growing together
In love and beauty

Although
Seasons have changed
People have changed
And even we are no longer the same

Our roots still lie
Firmly
In a fertile soil

Image source: Pinterest/several random websites. I wish I knew who took this picture. I hope they don’t mind me using it.

Mosaic

In all of my
Fragility
I am strong

Formed by
Fragments of
Beauty and passion
Tragedy and loss
Fear and pain
Love and hope

A compilation
A recreation
Like a mosaic

And when
You
Cast your light
Upon me
I shine

Mosaics aren’t made by trying to put the broken pieces back together as if they had never been shattered. The beauty of mosaics lies in the endless possibilities. You’re the artist of your life – create a masterpiece!

This short piece poured out of me today. It’s dedicated to my friends. Thank you for lighting up my life & helping me to shine!
– Noora