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Poems

 

Gypsy’s Child
claire burroughs perez ©

The air is fresh and the flowers wild
Bluebirds are free and I their child
The stream is pure and innocent tease
Rhythm of leaves dancing in the breeze

Bed of endless lilacs and violets
Raw and untamed artists palette
All within my reach infinite sea
and chaste everlasting forests

I swam with mermaids and danced with rain
Happily hop from plain to plain
Counting the twinkling stars and moon
Unaware if it's May or June

Yesterday rhymes with morrows echo
follow instinctive sense of flow
paradise imprisoned by the norm
why this chain which people conform?

When a dove can taste eternal bliss
sweet twilight and heavenly kiss
embrace freedom and fresh morning mist
whisper carelessly in its midst

winter solstice through summer dawn
I slept and yield to sweet abandon
I dreamt under the willow tree
I am a gypsy's child wild and free.

 

Photo: Eidsvatnet, Norway claire burroughs perez ©

Strength Within
claire burroughs perez ©
 
When you find yourself on the ground
fate's challenges have knocked you down
When storms and darkness abound
Seems there's no way out to be found
 
Remember you're part of nature
in storms we grow and mature
and to everything there is cure
 every sunset a sunrise is sure
 
Like a tree that withstands a storm
An ocean that wipes a rock form
Change of butterfly from a worm
in pressure a ruby take form
 
Just look within, masterpieces
made strong by experiences
pain, growth and metamorphosis
trust life and what it teaches
 
You are a self-healing machine
greatest of nature to be seen
well equipped to conquer and win
Always find the strength within.
 
Photo: Acadia National Park, Maine  claire burroughs perez ©

Path

claire burroughs perez ©

One path, the beginning
Two souls, finding meaning
Long journey, a pilgrimage
Seeking only God’s image

Young eyes, full of wonder
Divine hearts, oh so tender
Innocent thoughts, budding wisdoms
Curious minds, finding kingdoms

One heart, two tomorrows
A crossroad, two arrows
One North, the Monastery
South, to New York Ferry

Northward, light and beauty
Love, peace, joy and serenity
Southward, earthly beauty
Gold, puzzles, fogs and frailty

Different ways, both divine
Miles apart, same bread and wine
Separate missions, one call
Two worlds, one soul

Photo: Santorini, Greece claire burroughs perez ©
I lost You In The Closet
claire burroughs perez ©

Somewhere along the parties, old mink and high hills
Low hemmed skirts, old factories and fashion walls
Rough sketches, ticking clocks and fine swatches
Somewhere in that dizzying world I lost you.

Why did I have to choose and can’t have two shoes
Pink, red and maybe the Jimmy Choo blues.
Packed my silence, and wrinkled heart into my tote
I am seeing someone you might have thought.

I read Vogue Mag and your closed mind
My heart contracted like shirred silk kind
My eyes I denied tears and heart died with beers
I faked a smile, clicked glasses and  Cheers!

If only I knew that each caress on the fabric samples
Each clicking steps on the cold building floors
Each smile and nod on the great glittered gown
Is exchanged with a fine jewel that is you.

I rolled my emotions tight with chantilly lace
Walked past doors with 18th century grace
Discussed, argued and reasoned with blank face
But somehow through the lace holes you have escaped

I looked through my full closet and empty heart
Hanging knickerbockers and checkered smiles
Denims and vintage gray satchel still on the side.
Your sideway smile embroidered into my mind.

Wish my heart had been 100% cotton or velvet
Straight cut, fit, flare, skinny or stretch eyelet
I look Ok with this charmeuse, grabbed my bag
my grey stiletto but where’s my other shoe?

Photo: Joshua Tree by claire burroughs perez ©

No response
claire burroughs perez ©

I prayed and no response
I sacrificed my plans
When will I be given chance
for my heart to advance

I've been praying for so long
Am I doing things wrong
I even tried it in a song
My faith is not quite strong

Again I prayed and no response
In this life alone I dance
blessed and then left in a trance
my heart's pricked with a lance

In this world I had been thrown
to do things on my own
my dreams had been blown
in sorrow I have grown

Again I prayed and no response
Knelt down and raised my hands
I guess I am deaf and blind to see
the answers are just in front of me.

 Pour Vous
claire burroughs perez ©

The pain, my thoughts, your misery                            
My heart in guilt clung to its memory                       
I wondered, I acknowledged, I denied              
For you my love I have gently cried                    

My fear, your hope & emotional clarity              
There is comfort and pain with familiarity          
Our games, the jokes, the time we spent                 
We’re so alike and yet so different.                      

Your firm resolve and my playfulness      
I dwell like a doll without a flesh
Upon your intellect where I am closely tied
The sea of minds in which we collide

The same hope which wraps my heart
enraptures my soul and fills my mind
There is something though I’ve to admit
That you I find here in my mind.

But I fear, for what I feel I am not sure.
Of everything I am unsure.
I want you to come and want you to go away.
I want all of you yet don’t want to be with you.

But love itself is quite allusive
Is it love to give up reality for a mere dream?
A fantasy that might not exist?
As celestial sky and glittering butterflies?

But here I stay against all reasons
Ignoring all changing seasons  
Treasures, jewels and paradise
Promise me then with all your lies.

 

Photo: Thyrrenian Sea by claire burroughs perez ©