Serendipity

Serendipity 

Double vision 

Cross laced with good intention

Fickle edge of possession 

Arms extend with discretion 

Breathe in 

Hold you closer, heart pressure raises

In your eyes seasons change to phases 

Rib cage lowers in exhale

The body engages 

Two souls caught up in tumultuous cages

Beating pulse rages 

Knocked knees weakened plea 

A lover's dew of sensitivity

Drench the cracks of  casualty 

A sudden awakening of serendipity

~k (all rights belong to KeilaCoateWomack)

You In A Song

Falling in love with a song is safe

It always sings and plays 

Temperate lulls that pull emotion to the ocean floor 

Soothes a mind full of winding thought

Presses peace into the temporal lobe when the world eradicates in excess explode 

Harmonious hues paint over yesterday's delays

Brings about memories the heart can't ignore

Stored in a warehouse of tiny words drifting above head, lyrically drowning out silence to a melodic beauty of thought

Phrases that outline you

A rhythm that plays a movie picture in my head of your lips pressed to mine, fingers interlocked, eyes entwined

You in a song, the moment is mine forever and ever

Every time I push play and drift away

~k (all rights belong to Keila Coate Womack)  #originalpoetry

Hourglass

Hourglass 

I pushed you down deep in my soul

I thought you knew, for you were born of wonder 

You who crave the chaos of lightning and thunder

Put these devilish fears of mine to rest

Too many a day, too many a test

I'm exhausted of bleak vagueness 

A dream caught up in black mystery-a magnificent beauty 

It allures and haunts, with lullaby's taunts 

All for a glance, a touch, a warm kiss 

All details wrapped up in more want

The mass clock running my mind won't unwind, it's shook up, it has now lost time

Remind me why i am here 

God of this vast world in which I explore

Am I just a chess piece you move with ease

My heart is stitched with passion, I can not love in the shallows

My deepest desire is the aim to please 

Pressed words into a barren letter lay every unanswered prayer and question 

Stirring up release in a free hand 

Slip through my fingers and become one with the sand

For this place I stand 

Is my life of belonging 

For now, in an hourglass, being poured out in upside down gravity of  motion

~K (all rights belong to Keila Coate Womack)

Whimsical Play

Whimsical Play~

I like it here in my head

There's never a storm

Nor a poet dead

Instead, A Craft of whimsical play 

No oppositional delay

Sugared tulips red of sweet spilling 

To my desire, love that is kneeling 

At my door once more

Opened in aged envelope

A heart gifted, hands praying palm to dance on the ceiling... 

Someone willing to be wild  

A soul much like mine ~k

(All rights belong to Keila Coate Womack)