numinous

 

NUMINOUS OUT THERE

When I was out there

Out where my spirits did roam

I was light as the air

I was closer to home

Out on the page

Where I've spilled out the most

You'll see all the rage

That was born to a ghost

Simplistic, sublime,

Cognizant the ether

In absence of time

I tried hard to reach her

Numinous I'm transcending

With the sun, the moon¦ you

Shallow water blending

Clarity into blue

Melinda Marinko

© 9 April 2009

By melminda

REFLECT-ABILITY

Quietly reflect upon the waves

That are crashing on your sand.

Bringing with them an ever-changing power

That is beyond your own hand.

Absorb the mist; the taste; the smell;

The sounds of all you see.

Letting each approach

With a grasp of what's to come....

Then quickly...

Set it free.

5-13-98 

TO HAVE

To have climbed the steepest mountain

And conquered every stone

To finally learn to open

All the doors on your own.

To have reached every peak

And slid down all the rainbows

To find all that you seek

Passing the open windows.

To have filled your holes of emptiness

And finally begin living

To create your own happiness

And learn how to be giving.

To have done all these things

And reaped all the rewards

Is like spreading your wings

Releasing all you’ve stored.

By melminda

JOURNEY WITH ME

Journey with me into darkness

Maybe I could shed some light

Grab my horses harness

As we take, off into flight

Over the fields of pain

Under a sky of circumstance

With every drop of rain

We’ll take another chance

Journey with me to the rainbow

Leave behind the storm

Once you let the pain go

Then soon your soul is born

By melminda

PAINTING THE RAINBOW

Living is green - the color of growing.

You’re part of the scene - you're naturally showing.

Anger is red - the color of blood.

Gone out of your head? Now rise above.

Being is clear - no color at all.

And things that you fear - will color your fall.

Craving is purple - the color that's rare.

You jump over hurtles to find yourself there.

Decision is gray - the color between.

You bend and you sway. On one thing you lean.

Loving is gold - worthy of wealth.

Don’t let it be sold or laid on a shelf.

Your sins are all black - the colors combined.

You can’t take them back there is no rewind.

Life is a rainbow you paint every day.

The 'you' that you show the life you display.

Melinda Marinko © 2002

 

OUT HERE – Original*

I am out here,

And the River, it's raging.

It roars in my ears

Until my vision starts fading.

I think of my journey

Ahead and behind... the smell of it, burning,

Impressed in my mind.

I am out here

Just the spirits and me

Shedding the fears and yearn to be free.

You are a phase in my past & now present,

My nights without days,

And thoughts now unpleasant.

Now finding myself here... is as if that me - that's so strong,

Had just disappeared

Slipped away and now gone.

Dec 6 1996

*This is the original word for word first part of the 'Out Here' series

 

I AM OUT HERE (THE SERIES)

Part I

I am out here

Where the river is raging

So loud in my ears

Until my vision is fading

And you have been my nights

Without days

…and a spirit once free

That I thought I’d not fade

Where I thought I might be

So I think of my journeys

Ahead and behind

Was it you or just yearning?

I’m looking to find?

Dec. 1996

Part II

I am out here where the river once raged

Where I feel all your fears

And think of your cage

Could we free from the cries that are born of a ghost

Then take a long ride, maybe go to the coast?

The moon is out there, as we shadow its day

Where the comet appeared without much to say

If I save all my tears, will you save yours for me?

Or will this all disappear when you’re finally free?

1997

Part III

I am out here where the river once raged

Where the roof disappears

And still I am caged

I am out here and you’re so far away

We’ve blended to gray

And nothing to say

I am out here where the spirits are free

Where you’re leaving me be.

I am out there with no room left to move

So much to prove and a skip in my groove

I am out here where visions come clear

I know not to fear

Though I’ve slept through a year

Jan 1998

Part IV

I am out here

Out here once again

I can’t disappear

I know where I’ve been

I am out there

Where I sank in a mess

With nothing to spare

And much to confess

Now I’m leaving the river

The tears and the gray

With a quake and a shiver

I know I can’t stay.

Aug 2000

Part V

I am out there

Out there on my knees

Engaging in prayer

Creating the breeze

I think of your promises

How love is a lie

I wonder if angels

Can hear someone’s eyes?

I see thoughts, feeling every worthless word

I criticize this art

As clearly absurd

I am out here

Out here on a rage

Demonstrating fear

Center stage

Feb 2001

Part VI

I am in here

Outside of myself

I cover my ears to listen to hell

I am down there

Alone on the roof

Far from aloof

A burden with proof

March 2003

Part VII

I am out here

Out here what a mess

Did I tell you my fears?

Did I make them seem less?

You are not here not there

Because you don’t exist

Is the damn truth now clear?

Could this just be some new twist?

April 2004

Part VIII

I am out here

Out here where it’s real

There’s a feeling unclear

Yet so good to feel

Slipped from my grasp

The spirits had faded

From behind the mask

Where once I'd been jaded

October 2004

I AM OUT HERE (UNDATED)

I am out here with the spirits ...and free

And here I can see what I've forgotten in me.

I had a vision and blinded myself,

Indecision and survival in hell,

With such precision, I made me unwell

No religion just casting spells.

I AM IN HERE

I am in here

And welcome you too

Discard any fears

Climb into my view

I am out there

Becoming part

Of your soul

It is a part that is bare…

And beautifully whole.

I am above

The ground below your eyes

We hear no sounds

We realize

1998

I Am Out Here.....

I am out here, out here once again,

Yet so much has changed

And it's all from within.

I have been there, where the light has no home

Where I felt swallowed up, lost and alone.

I am out here and you're so far away

My colors are gray and I fall and I pray.

You are out there and your spirit is strong.

Out there, where it seems

You’re there all alone.

The angels are where

You need them to be,

To catch all your tears and bring them to me.

THE SEA OF SERENITY

Gone beyond to peaceful paths

A place so bright and inviting

The soul of a man and the loves he had

Those worlds are now dividing

On to a place where the angels roam

To the sea of serenity

Full of grace it feels like home

And the only place to be

By melminda

Winner! Starlight1's Mixed Bag Challenge – Sea of Serenity

I REMEMBER

I listen to the moments gone; I taste the view and smell the songs.

Swept away, in so deep, I remember what you let me keep.

The angels, the spirits, and the ghost could see, the light that came from you with me

When it happened, when you left, I remember darkness crushed my chest.

You come and go now like a glimpse, no longer rapt within suspense

We gave, we took, we cried, we shoved, but I remember we mostly Loved.

I remember your soul my friend.

BREAK IT OUT… FIX IT IN

Break it out… fix it in

Be the crowd or be the Djin

Don’t be too loud … but wear it thin,

While you live - within again.

Racing mind slows the soul

Crash your time… Pass the bowl

Don’t be too kind …. You’ll make a hole

Now don’t you give…give any mo’.

Melinda Marinko

11/2014 

Who Were They?

I wonder what it was that started

As their faces filled with fear?

And why it was that they were parted

From those they held so dear?

I wonder why it happened this way

The lives twisted around?

And who it was that would have to pay

The people on the ground?

I wonder how they all turned out

Those souls lost in the crowds?

Or what it was that had filled them with doubt

The faces in the shrouds?

I wonder where they could be right now

They’ve hidden from the rain?

Or when it was, they made a vow

To never live in vain?

I wonder who led them all away

On to a safer place?

And where it was they found to pray

The ones who fell from grace?

I wonder if they plan to come back

To face what’s left behind?

And why it was that evil pack

Destroyed all it could find?

Writing and sketch done in October and December of 1990

Melinda Lantz-Theissen