Kategori: The Specter
A girl`s disastrous melody path…
I wake up this morning
raises my weary head
where am I?
my skirt for a pillow
the earth is my bed
I have become the devil’s temptation
on the run
I have no contact with the living
my mind speaks a language I don’t
understand
my heart is waste -a ghost town-
my soul scare myself to death
I keep on running
I’m cursed and born in sin
whose daughter I am?
I have no conscience
I don’t live for others or to
satisfied the world
I live to survive
I’ve seen to much death
and in my boots I have all I
need to protect myself
I don’t know love, but I have feelings
for my horse I can’t describe
-maybe it is love-
and don’t dare touch my horse before
I lay five foot deep
because me and him are dances on
empty wallets
flashing back to a life I never had
so I drown it out with leftovers
I find of old whiskey
who have I become?
I take my stallion back to the dusty
road of shades of tones of loneliness
this is my life
-grace of glory-
-Orkidedatter-
When you lose someone
Art and words are always mine…
Watching you go
– your hand in mine loses grip
– sliping away
it’s like no other pain
I’m lost without you
I can’t breath
I need you
I miss you
your spirit waving at me
your soul is the brightest I have ever seen
I hope your ghost will hunt me
and wipe away my tears
– hollow
– deep painful grief
my crying shadow is trying to hide
I will never stop sobbing
the memories burn me down to the ravine
stairs to heaven…….wrong side of nirvana…
a rope led down into the dark eternity
I can’t handle this anymore
I know I find you there…
You have an hourglass that you
received as a gift
there are the days that slowly
flow down,
and you can look back to the
Garden of Eden
where it began under the fig trees of life.
I’m sitting here alone, so puzzled
Because nobody knows so well what
that means to miss the one you love and
admire, maybe you must have experienced
this yourself to understand…
Because if tomorrow never comes…
-no one can cry all the tears for me-
I am lost –
did I in every way show him
how much
I love you.
Whatever the circumstances, always tell those you love that you love them …
life is fragile
-Orkidedatter-
In the glow of a winters frozen moon.
This poem was inspired by a line
«In the glow of a winters frozen moon»
from my good friend https://
blogofthewolfboy.com
and is Mathew who is the author behind this blog.
When I read that line.. my mind and brain went crazy. Words started to spin and squeeze into my writing arm and I just had to let the ink dance over the paper.
I am honored to call you my friend.
Thank you Mathew.
//
In the glow of a winters frozen moon
In the wilderness night she is trying to
create her own snow angel with hope
she can sparkle togheter with the snow
crystals in the moonlight
tears falls down her cheek finding
their own ways in her skin
unresolved
her sadness is the gateway to redemption
to know her sadness in silence
she is searching for something she can’t
reach
she is off the deep end
will she awaken the phoenix or
the demons in your soul
in the embers of broken hearts her life
is a shadow of ghosts in darkrising
and she will never shine anywhere
but in the moonlight
she whisper your name gazing at the moon
among with the rustling autumn brown
leavs from last year
vulnerable
in the glow of a winters frozen moon
you are the silhouette of her heart in
every painful moments
until their hearts touch she is just a vibe
you can’t find nowhere else.
-Orkidedatter-
My Black Stallion
When no one can save her
invisible heroes
she takes her Black Stallion with a name
after the dark, shines blue in
the sun’s rays
gallops into the sunset
freedom
maybe this time memories
fade into the ocean
dreams are so alive
day’s like a slow train ticking by
all she can hear is your
words haunting her
can’t get the melody out of her mind
she wonder if she is past the
point of rescue
often she hope her life is a fairytale
in a horror movie
she can’t close the door to her heart
she swears she never fall like this again.
-Orkidedatter-
Love
If I throw
away my fears
If I release my beauty inside
If I share everything about myself
If I open up and let you in to my
crying shadow
If I give you the key
to my secret chest deep
inside me
If I give you my last dance
with my soul
in the name of love
– who am I…
🦋
-Orkidedatter-
Norwegian force
(English text after the Norwegian text)
En strøm av følelser som
skyller igjennom hennes kropp.
Der blodet bruser igjennom hennes årer,
og hun kan føle den Norske urkraften tar
henne tilbake i en svunnen tid.
På fjellets topp hun strekker armene i
været og
kan føle alle de tapte sjeler som prøver
og finne hjem.
Hjerterytmen er som store trommer
som omgir hele naturens egen skjønnhet
med sterke rytmer.
Hennes hud kan sanse den
magiske kraften som
stiger opp bak
fjellene og blir i ett
med himmelen .
Hun har et bål i hjerte
som gnistrer av energi.
Hennes ånd føler seg fri
der den danser i nordlyset.
-Orkidedatter-
//
A stream of emotions
rinsing through her body.
Where the blood bubbled
through her veins,
and she can feel the
Norwegian force take
her back in a bygone era.
At the top of the mountain
she stretches her arms out
and can feel all the lost souls
who try to find home.
The heart rhythm is like
a large drum that surrounds
the whole of nature’s own beauty
with strong rhythms.
Her skin can sense the magic
power that rises up the hills
and stays in one with the sky.
She has a bonfire in her heart -like
sparkles of energy.
Her spirit feels the peace,
it dances in the
Northern Lights.
-Orkidedatter-
Life seeds…
(This post in only in English)
(I’m not quite sure if you can read the text well in the picture, so I write it as well)…
As she saw the
shadows moving
slowly, so she felt her heartbeat in
her chest,
the moon’s magic myth spread around her
and she felt cold.
The shadows glanced around her heart,
the moonlight shining
on her face
writhing in pain,
and her soul fighting
for her juctice to
life that was about
to end. Worn she lay
on the ground
and scratched.
Into eternity she
was to win and
the seeds of
life were sown.
-Orkidedatter-
Shadows on the barn
(English text after the Norwegian text).
Jeg fikk en utfordring fra min mann på wordpress: Skogens sønn på instagram: Skogens sønn
Han ba meg skrive noen ord til dette bilde som er fra vår låve på gården:
I solnedgangens vakre bris
speiler skyggene av naturens skjønnhet
seg i kjærlighetens farge.
I ett med naturen og under frihetens tegn
drømte hun at hun danset.
Hun danset i takt med suset fra trærne
og fra hennes hjerterytme.
Vinden rusket i hennes lange lyse hår
og hennes sommerkjole omkranset hennes skjøre kropp.
Skyggene beveget seg i sampsill med hennes sinn og sjel.
Hun satte spor i vårdugget gress som forsiktig
ble visket ut av mørkets stillhet
som la seg som en kappe over naturens landskap.
Skyggene danset sin vei inn i hennes følelsesmessige
evighet.
-Lillian-
//
Poem: The shadows on the barn:
I got a challenge from my husband on wordpress: Skogens sønn on instagram: Skogens sønn and I couldn’t let go of it.
He asked me to write some words to this picture that is from our barn on the farm:
In the beautiful breeze of the sunset
the shadows mirror nature beauty is
in the color of love.
In one with nature and under the sign
of freedom she dreamed
that she was dancing.
She danced in step with the rush of the trees
and from her heartbeat.
The wind shook in her long light hair
and hers summer dress surrounded
her fragile body.
The shadows moved in interaction with her
mind and soul.
She put her tacks in spring-feathered grassas
gently was wiped out by the silence of darkness
that lay down as a robe over nature’s landscape.
The shadows danced their way into her emotional
eternity.
-Lillian-
Me, a friend🦋
(English text after Norwegian text)
Ikke snu ryggen til meg. Ikke vend det andre kinnet til.
Ikke prøv å vær sterk. Det er helt greit å være svak.
Jeg vet du har styrke. Jeg vet at du, uansett, klarer å ta grep.
Ikke såre de nærmeste.
Jeg kan ikke viske vekk din smerte. Jeg kan ikke gjøre jobben for deg.
Jeg kan sitte ved siden av deg og forstå. Jeg kan trøste om jeg bare får lov.
Du var alltid den som løftet meg opp i tunge tider. Du var alltid den som fikk smilet mitt frem gjennom mine tårer.
Hvorfor stenger du deg inne?
Hvorfor sier du at du savner meg?
Hvorfor forteller du meg hvor vondt du har det, og dine tårer tar ikke slutt?
Hvorfor sier du at jeg betyr så mye for deg?
Er det bare ord for deg uten mening lenger?
Jeg spør deg om jeg kan gjøre noe for deg? Og du svarer alltid at jeg aldri må slutte å være den jeg er.
Jeg gjør ikke det, men jeg skulle ønske du ikke bare sa det. Jeg skulle så inderlig håpe du kunne føle og se meg når jeg snakket til deg.
Jeg kan føle i min sjel at du ikke har det bra.
Jeg vil ikke trenge meg på, du skal få bestemme fart, tid og sted.
Du sier du vil mimre om gamle dager og bare være oss to.
Vi har skapt mange minner, der du alltid sa du var glad i meg, der du alltid lyttet med hjerte og lo og sa at «du skal ikke angre på noe som deg til å smile».
Du fortalte meg alltid at vi skulle si hverandre god natt, fordi livet er skjørt.
Jeg kan føle på at jeg vet ikke hvor mye jeg snart skal gi.
Jeg må videre med eller uten deg. Jeg vil gjerne du skal være en del av mitt liv.
Jeg vil så gjerne ha tro på det du sier er ekte, fordi jeg vet, fordi du og jeg har vært igjennom mye.
Jeg kan vente, vente på deg, fordi du betyr så utrolig mye for meg.
Jeg er din venn uansett hvor lang tid det tar.
Hver gang vi sier farvel, gjør det vondt, fordi jeg vet aldri om jeg hører eller ser deg igjen.
-Orkidedatter-
//
Me, a friend🦋
Don’t turn my back on me. Do not turn the other cheek.
Don’t try to be strong. It’s okay to be weak.
I know you have strength. I know you, anyway, manage to take hold.
Don’t hurt the closest.
I can’t wipe away your pain. I can’t do the job for you.
I can sit next to you and understand. I can comfort if I’m just allowed.
You were always the one who lifted me up in heavy times.
You were always the one who got my smile through my tears.
Why are you closing in?
Why do you say you miss me?
Why do you tell me how bad you are and your tears do not end?
Why do you say I mean so much to you? Is it just word for you without meaning anymore?
I ask you if I can do anything for you?And you always answer that I must never stop being who I am.
I don’t, but I wish you didn’t just say that.
I was so hopeful you could feel and see me when I spoke to you.
I can feel in my soul that you are not good. I do not want to puch you, you have to determine speed, time and place.
You say you will reminisce about the old days and just be the two of us.
We’ve created many memories, where you always said you loved me, where you always listened with and to your heart and laugh and said «you shouldn’t regret something that make you smile».
You always told me we should say good night, because life is fragile.
I can feel that I do not know how much I will give soon.
I have to go on with or without you.
I would like you to be part of my life.
I would like to have faith in what you say is real, because I know, because you and I have been through a lot.
I can wait, wait for you, because you mean so much to me.
I’m your friend no matter how long it takes.
Every time we say goodbye, it hurts, because I never know if I hear or see you again.
-Orkidedatter-
