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SOLILOQUY
The www.mabuhayradio.com inaugurates a "Poets' Corner", a new section dedicated to prose, poetry, and haiku's. For an inaugural piece, we are presenting T. Maya Teague's poem. She is now working on her first book, an anthology of eclectic essays and poetry that she has written through these years. She hopes to finish the book by next year. As soon as we receive more data from Ms. Teague's public-relations director, we will publish them at the end of the poem.
SOLILOQUY
My dear Companion,
I dare not question the love that consumes us,
Nor when our afflictive hearts might be restored.
But I can ponder the boundless possibilities of the voyage
And ask only questions that contain the very answers they seek.
So what is it to desire but to thirst evermore
With quenchless longing for the Beloved’s face
And to crumble with utter joy upon its appearance?
What is it to dream but to covet a place
Beside the Beloved, and to look into the eyes
That image a thousand happy tomorrows?
What is it to want but to arrest the light
Within those eyes, to confiscate the scent, to hold captive
The lips that speak of infinite covenants?
What is it to give but to impart your most sublime parts
Onto your Beloved’s most wounded regions,
That you may both rise to dance in flawless unison?
What is it to surrender but to stand naked
And melt into your lover’s tenderest gaze, and to renounce
All reason and rectitude for one stopover in his arms?
And yes…what is it to love but to embrace the journey,
To trust and consign your future to the Beloved, that you may
Listen at last to the glorious symphonies of your soul?
To desire, to dream, to want, to give and to surrender
Til there is not an ounce of power or pride or prudence left.
Love in its purest and most painful form.
Stay, stay while I deliver my Soul into your keeping,
Be still while I abandon my Heart unto yours,
Remain here ‘til the sun grows dark on us
And the heavens quake and eternity becomes no more.
Stay, stay while I deliver my Soul into your keeping,
Be still while I abandon my Heart unto yours,
Remain here ‘til the sun grows dark on us
And the heavens quake and eternity becomes no more.
Overwhelming !!! Powerful stuff.
Kinda takes you out of this world. Gets to me like my favorite song:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=0hSydUKfG5U
Bernie at Ventura beach
Romy Marquez
What is your inspiration and when that inspiration hits how long does it take to knit these emotions together?
Is there a vision before you or is there a real person in your mind's eye as you take flight with words?
Does the person upon whom you are focusing know the depth of your unvarnished affection, albeit affliction?
Or it there a silent unrequited, unresolved, unfulfilled desire in your heart, hopelessly lost and ethereal?
Words on a page are scratches and etchings designed to relate information to those who understand similarly arranged characters. In the main, these characters are cold and unfeeling, but in poetry, words convey the sounds, colors, odors, aromas, electricity, and the force of living.
Your words do even more than that. They paint moving pictures, each line is another snapshot of your experience, each phrase is another page in your album, each completed poem is another mini silver screen feature in stereo and technicolor.
A real gift. Fabulous poetry. Your book will be a best-seller.
Charles Williams
(Editor's Note: Mr. Williams is an established writer and poet himself)
I have shared this poem with my own Beloved and my students in Creative Writing. Thank you, Maya, and we look forward to your book. Publisher, please run more Maya Teague poems. Can hardly wait for the next one!
Ms. Julie B. Durland
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