lei fraser

imagine. create. become

  • Home
  • about
  • poetry
  • art
  • photography
  • storytelling

Designed with WordPress

  • In the first lift of light

    by

    Poetry
    In the first lift of light
    Arms widespread
    Palms turned upward
    To the sky
    I see
    Passed the sight of
    The sun.
    ~

    Share this:

    • Email a link to a friend (Opens in new window) Email
    • Tweet
    • Share on Tumblr
    Like Loading…
  • Dreams of fading pictures

    by

    Poetry

    Dreams of fading pictures
    Possibility and problem
    In my palm,
    A tree stands,
    Wizened in the winds
    Of love and pain,
    Sorrow and joy
    These are
    My now,
    My was,
    My will be.
    I see
    In the shadows,
    The dim light of knowing
    Passed the sight of the sun,
    All that is mine
    Spilling down over
    The rocks and sand
    A maelstrom
    That I hold in my other hand
    ~

    Share this:

    • Email a link to a friend (Opens in new window) Email
    • Tweet
    • Share on Tumblr
    Like Loading…
  • A pebble falls

    by

    Poetry

    A pebble falls
    In the water
    Reach out for me
    Each breath you take
    Breathe for me
    Alone is never alone
    Life is never life alone
    You wear your misery well
    Let me take your coat for you
    The candle lights your face
    I see the seduction of morose
    In your eyes
    You wear your pain
    Like an embrace
    The roundness of the pebble
    Weighs in my hand
    Immovable
    The pebble can only
    Fall
    It falls,
    And never do I hear
    The splash
    ~

    Share this:

    • Email a link to a friend (Opens in new window) Email
    • Tweet
    • Share on Tumblr
    Like Loading…
  • Love is a fierce cord

    by

    Poetry

    Love is a fierce cord
    Discordant
    Harmony
    Life reflected
    In a dewdrop
    In another set of hours,
    Minutes, days
    We are side by side
    Not separated by
    An ocean of time
    A circle that cannot
    Be complete
    In this life.
    In the dream
    I can feel the strength
    Of your hand
    Holding me still
    Holding me
    Still
    And in the morning light
    I know that I cannot
    Let go.
    Love is a fierce cord
    Discordant harmony
    Hold me in the torrent.
    In the morning,
    All remains.
    ~

    Share this:

    • Email a link to a friend (Opens in new window) Email
    • Tweet
    • Share on Tumblr
    Like Loading…
  • Drawn to water

    by

    Poetry

    Drawn to water
    We watch, we drown
    In the rapids
    In the unknown maelstrom
    To cleanse
    To live again
    Life is a river –
    Jump in
    I want to float to a quiet place
    Where the water eddies and swirls
    In the shade of a weeping willow
    Whose branches lean
    Down to kiss the water
    I want to sit at the river’s edge,
    On the wooden bridge and dip my toes
    In the water
    when the water gets too cold
    And the minnows bite like sharks,
    I will stand and
    Walk
    Further
    We stand on the shores
    Watching
    We bathe in the water
    To come clean
    We drown
    Life is a river
    Streams, creeks, lakes
    Join and divide
    All water flows out
    To somewhere
    Life is a river –
    Jump in
    We watch, we drown
    We sit calmly in the water’s arms
    Balanced precariously
    On a boat that should not float
    We check for wholes, holes
    In the boat
    Not a soul without us
    Another day of fishing
    ~

    Share this:

    • Email a link to a friend (Opens in new window) Email
    • Tweet
    • Share on Tumblr
    Like Loading…
  • Kindred spirits meet

    by

    Poetry

    Kindred spirits meet
    Not by chance
    But in spite of it
    A candle dances brightly
    In the gentle breeze
    Hearts skip a beat
    How can this be?
    It simply is…
    Enjoy the moment
    Every breath,
    Every last rose.
    ~

    Share this:

    • Email a link to a friend (Opens in new window) Email
    • Tweet
    • Share on Tumblr
    Like Loading…
  • My soul

    by

    Poetry

    My soul
    Barren
    Save for a question
    Light shines down and out
    Instinct moon
    Love
    Figured
    Peace
    Whisper to me
    Like the wind
    Fill me
    ~

    Share this:

    • Email a link to a friend (Opens in new window) Email
    • Tweet
    • Share on Tumblr
    Like Loading…
  • Drink from this cup of tea

    by

    Poetry

    Drink from this cup of tea
    Feel the ridges
    Where the cracks mark
    Its ceramic face
    Heat radiates from it
    As I cup it in my hands
    I watch the leaves of tea
    Swirl and float,
    Dancing with each sip
    ~

    Share this:

    • Email a link to a friend (Opens in new window) Email
    • Tweet
    • Share on Tumblr
    Like Loading…
  • The pebble is smooth

    by

    Poetry

    The pebble is smooth
    Weight in my hand
    Worn by the waves
    That rocked it
    Gently to shore
    Holding this pressured
    Piece of earth
    I am overwhelmed by its beauty
    Complete, rounded, solid
    Some of the stones break
    Beneath my feet,
    Fragile slate and dried mud
    But you, dear pebble,
    Remain outwardly unchanged,
    If I have left a mark
    It is one I will never see
    I have thought of those unknown marks
    Finger prints and butterfly wings
    Tiny ripples in the ocean
    A mark left in ignorance
    Is still a mark
    Pebble,
    Your strength holds me still,
    Your simplicity wears and shapes me
    ~

    Share this:

    • Email a link to a friend (Opens in new window) Email
    • Tweet
    • Share on Tumblr
    Like Loading…
  • Your simplicity shapes me

    by

    Poetry

    Your simplicity shapes me,
    Your strength holds me still.
    Your cool core calms me,
    And your weight is my anchor
    You wear your mantle of history,
    Etched by layers of sand and water,
    Wisdom and truth
    Time is meaningless to you,
    You bear it like the gentle
    Embrace of the evening tide.
    If I hold you too close, will you
    Crumble to sand, like the dried mud
    Beneath my feet?
    Really, I know it is I, who will crumble
    And you will go on
    Being warmed by the slowest movement,
    The softest, lightest breeze.
    ~

    Share this:

    • Email a link to a friend (Opens in new window) Email
    • Tweet
    • Share on Tumblr
    Like Loading…
  • dewdrops

    by

    Poetry

    Dewdrops on a blade of
    Grass, like a pearl
    Delicate, fragile
    One small movement
    Precious destroyed
    Life mirrored.

    Share this:

    • Email a link to a friend (Opens in new window) Email
    • Tweet
    • Share on Tumblr
    Like Loading…
  • one drop of rain

    by

    Poetry

    One drop of rain fills the river
    One grain of sand builds a pearl
    One empty cup overflows
    Listen to the thunder
    Of a
    Butterfly’s wing

    Share this:

    • Email a link to a friend (Opens in new window) Email
    • Tweet
    • Share on Tumblr
    Like Loading…
«Previous Poem Next Poem»
Privacy & Cookies: This site uses cookies. By continuing to use this website, you agree to their use.
To find out more, including how to control cookies, see here: Cookie Policy
  • Subscribe Subscribed
    lei fraser
    Join 138 other subscribers

    Have a WordPress.com account? Log in now.

  • lei fraser
    View site in Reader
    Manage subscriptionsSign upLog in
    Report this content
    Collapse this bar
%d