#marcellemae

241 posts
  • marcellemae 17h

    captain

    you blinded me, i found the gift of sight,
    you cast me in darkness, i found my light,
    you disowned me, i found the will to fight,
    you censored me, i learnt to growl and bite,
    you cut me, i found my renewal in blood,
    you starved me, my thirst ignited a flood,
    you ravaged my flowers, i sprouted new bud;
    I created new life from the crippling mud...
    and I thank you for all of the memories,
    as these, are now, the best of 'me's',
    and i can sleep at peace, and ease,
    i've navigated the roughest of seas.

    light and love © marcellemae

  • marcellemae 2d

    3x3

    a devil rose at my door, three deceipts to explore. he hid my groom in a candour of white; when petrol fumes should have burnt, ignite... and so in my love's switching veil. i was quartered and sectioned, cut to impale... a quarter for me, so the others could be - daughters divine, thrice mine... so they cancelled out well, one for each time he'd fell - a scar for each birth bless-ed healing. to baste with, each tormented feeling... and i'd thought i'd be free with my three equals three, but its hard to unsee; trusts shattered expression, loves hurtful regression. to see pains infliction, his willing addiction, to cast down my worth, his angel on earth; that he banished to hell, like some object to sell...
    in spite that i'd loved him so well...

    love and light © marcellemae

  • marcellemae 1w

    i spent a lifetime trying to fit in...
    only to realise i already stood out

    light and love © marcellemae

  • marcellemae 6w

    choose progress in place of perfection,
    and growth in regression and redirection;
    and bend, and burrow, and burn, and break,
    breathe in the flames, let your soul ache.

    love each who guarded and honoured you,
    and those who caused you to re-birth anew.
    follow the journey the authentic you takes;
    harness the inner truth vulnerability makes.

    love and light © marcellemae

  • marcellemae 9w

    transform

    I painted a picture, I painted with words,
    once caged souls now sky soaring birds.
    I kept in a jar in the shape of a heart,
    a ball for each hope and each love torn apart.
    a heaviness deep of the seas ocean blue,
    opportunities for peace, each long overdue.
    contained in clear glass, secured with a lid,
    a facade to contain the hurts that were hid.
    then today I decided that i'd let them go,
    for years they'd amounted, I'd never said no.
    I'd kept them as souvenirs of people i'd known;
    some that had left me, others i'd outgrown.
    To create new space I let go of the weight;
    replacing love and empathy to each stabbing hate.
    I farewelled the dark depths keeping me low,
    for too long they'd hindered my movement and glow.
    As I opened the lid and I bid them goodbye;
    in place of each ball, flew a blue butterfly.

    love and light © marcellemae

  • marcellemae 11w

    reborn

    there are some of us who know death. we witnessed our own. from the devastating blow. the debilitating disbelief. the incapacity to breathe. we watched our spirits separate from our bodies. we witnessed it tearing into two. the cutting; casting aside the weights from the past and compacting the remaining shreds into the 'hovering'. the grief rocking us somewhere between that which was 'the illusion' and the current moment 'the reality'.
    we have been ravaged with shock and awe, the  enduring shock waves shaking us to the bone, wearing away our flesh. in the wake of our worst fears coming true, we are stripped bare. shedding of the grasps of gravity we have managed to hold on to... and in the darkest hour in the deepest well... and only then... at our weakest possible point; the place in which we have been assured of no sign of redemption, as we have begun to accept that we will endure an unchanging state of agony... just then, just so, there is a flicker of a flame...  and the ash that has consumed us falls to our feet... and we are reborn... with choice. with maturity. with a fierceness and warrior wisdom that is truly unbreakable. we evolve.
    we are the dead re-risen. we are self-assured, re-birthed into our own hands... and beware the reborn. they do not depend on the human realm. they may share your road, but their destinations are assured... because in the wake of death, they were risen. when they were haltered and tortured from their worldly bodies, their determination and grace forced them forward. they rose like the spirits, the fairies and souls before them. they lifted above the worlds gravitational pull. not with a righteousness and entitlement, but with a knowing. an enlightenment...
    ... and now they see above it all and the knowledge floats them forward. in a matrix of mystery they see clearly. they are not prejudiced or prejudice. they are not proud... but they are enabled. virtuous and whole. blessed are the dead who were reborn - because they have finally been freed to live.
    reborn © marcellemae

  • marcellemae 11w

    I am aware of your critisms
    in fact i've come to expect them
    i see them and your narcissism
    so i can disown and redirect them

    boundaries © marcellemae

  • marcellemae 11w

    in the end

    when is it the beginning of the end?
    when will you let it end so you begin?
    how much will you let your self bend,
    before you will back you and your self to win?

    love and light © marcellemae

  • marcellemae 12w

    destinations

    The plane departed. Their separation started.
    "I know that i'll be in your thoughts, and in your heart, even though we will be far apart..."
    ... but he'd already pressed play, pause and remixed that love song;
    while she'd stayed grounded right,
    he'd re-routed to land at wrong.

    love and light © marcellemae

  • marcellemae 12w

    recharge or renew

    keep moving the energies within your realm
    or change your circuitry to direct your helm.
    replace fear with courage, attack overwhelm;
    like leaf beetles feeding on the strongest of elm.

    discharge the charges that are stuck fast to drain,
    remove the conduits that keep bringing you pain.
    an empty battery can be filled by the rain;
    increase your voltage, amplify your sustain.

    love and light © marcellemae

  • marcellemae 12w

    songs glorifying liars and cheats,
    so raise up, cut the melody,
    and jump fast off those beats.
    it might hit you hard,
    leave you jittery with treble;
    so get out your lighter,
    hold intermission, then rebel...
    re-check the sound system,
    re-write chord by chord,
    venture new melodies,
    that you'd never explored.
    an album cover defying what is held within,
    and miming, their skillset is still wearing thin.
    scratch off the album, send rubbish to the bin;
    and re-write, re-score, re-birth; re-begin.

    love and light © marcellemae

  • marcellemae 13w

    rise

    self doubt and delusion,
    inner turmoil and confusion,
    are merely fear's illusion
    of stress and hurts intrusion;
    between the heart and souls born fusion.

    re-balance your values for inner peace
    what no longer honours you, release.
    breathe out the darkness, to breathe in light.
    only authenticity will end internal fight.
    breathe out the fear, to breathe in hope and love.
    let the anxiety fall below you,
    so you can rise above.



    love and light © marcellemae

  • marcellemae 14w

    mirror mirror

    mirror mirror on the wall
    who is the happiest of them all?

    "the ones who do not need my reflection,
    they embrace their beauty and imperfection;
    they know their worth is what is inside
    and that is why they are most admired"

    love and light © marcellemae

  • marcellemae 14w

    il etait une fois

    c'etait une je ne sais quoi que j'avais un pouvoir à moi, qui etait perdu dans nous, et transferait à toi... mais pourquoi

    For some reason, 'je ne sais quoi'. I had a power to me, that was lost in us, and it was transferred to you... all for what?

  • marcellemae 15w

    STONEWALL

    you will continue to rise and fall,
    if you strive to please them all;
    they are not so tall...
    if you stop seeing yourself so small.

    isn't it time, once and for all,
    that you answer your soul's true call...
    there's no need for a wrecking ball,
    if you step around your mind's stonewall.

    love and light © marcellemae

  • marcellemae 15w

    the universe is happening for you, not to you

  • marcellemae 15w

    full moon

    wriggling worms, shattering skin,
    pushing you out to pull you in.
    bursting moon, transforming light,
    lingering sweetness, aggresive bite.
    waves crashing, tide pulling time,
    balancing courage with calm and crime,
    question the qualities you allow to remain,
    moons moving moods, keeping you sane.

    love and light © marcellemae

  • marcellemae 15w

    before she's gone

    replace adoration in place of your flirtation
    and peace within her frustration
    you could love her with your whole being
    or continue being un-willing, un-seeing...
    but you will see when she's been and gone
    the rights that existed, that you saw wrong
    and home sweet home will not be a home
    when you are single, standing alone.
    watch her in respect, gratitude and awe,
    before she is up, and walking out that door.

  • marcellemae 16w

    indigo child

    you are the sun's salutation
    to the night's passing tide.
    the perfect entrapment.
    life's essence, nature's pride..
    you are the belly shaking giggle
    of the happiest child.
    the soulful enrapture of the gypsy
    dancing wild.

    you are the sweetest taste of innocence;
    you have no idea the power you hold.
    you will not deny your inner child,
    fade in colour, nor grow old.

    love and light © marcellemae

  • marcellemae 17w

    indigo child

    you are the sun's salutation
    to the night's passing tide.
    the perfect entrapment.
    life's essence, nature's pride..
    you are the belly shaking giggle
    of the happiest child.
    the soulful enrapture of the gypsy
    dancing wild.

    you are the sweetest taste of innocence;
    you have no idea the power you hold.
    you will never lose your inner child,
    nor fade in colour, nor grow old.

    love and light © marcellemae