Selected Poetry from THE DARKNESS OF DREAM TIME

2005 was a mix of intensity, movement, brilliance and darkness. Thank goodness for pictures, because in looking back through them, I realize how much wonder is in my life and how little I have to worry about! Photographs usually highlight the joyful and the reflective moments, but in the lulls or turbulent periods, I often turn to poetry. So here are three poems - two were written in 2005: And for you curious types - no - there is no one person in any of the poems. I used my creative dream 'muses' and other experiences to reflect and symplify the complexity of it all.

Be Still and listen...

Be still and listen--it beats within. . . .

The embrace of love, two hands that meet;

a kiss between two strands of hair;

the wind upon a lonely face. . . .

So surely beats the rhythm

in the chaos of senseless sound

that the God in every man might hear

the heartbeat of THis child. . . .

Can fear distort a rhythm so pure

Or deeds deafen heart's inner ear?

Could truth be robbed for lifeless death?

And the Goddess soul cries out in pain

for withered petals after lusty blooms

and passion born from fragile guise;

remembering the pulse of love

lost in a whirlpool of forgotten dreams.

Despair is the voice for a world lost

beneath the whisper of Her breath.

And still we do not hear--so cannot know

the heartbeat of Her soul.

Copyright ©2002 Alpha Mae Woodward

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In The Darkness of Dream Time

..for my dream muses Black Cat and Bunny.

When I wake in the night

with you beside me

dreaming in your quiet lullaby breath,

the soul of night time rests between us.

We were together in your dream

before I left to watch you now,

and part of me is with you still,

because I know you feel me there...

And when in the day you turn your mind to mine,

you touch me as deeply

as when your quiet dream voice

steals into my soul.

My heart cannot now rest in empty light.

Its conquest was in the dark,

and it beats for you in the daylight hours

waiting for another dreamtime.

Copyright ©2005 Alpha Woodward

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Just For Once.

Just for once my heart does not beat

for only you.

Just for once my mind does not think.

It rests from you.

Just for once the memories fade

and I do not remember you.

Just for once you do not live.

There is no you.

It must be the souless sound of the wind

that breaks my heart in two.

Just for once my will is firm

You cannot enter now.

Just for once I do not feel.

It is not your touch upon my brow.

Just for once I do not listen

It is not your voice I hear.

Just for once I do not see

It is not you that is standing there.

It must be the souless sound of the wind

that breaks my heart in two.

Alpha Mae Woodward

Copyright ©2006 Alpha Mae Woodward