Myra Lochner

"She wears an Eden in her hair and on her feet sandles of ivy; strings unto her yearning breast a necklace of pearly seed ... pendulum of promises She presses red roses in secluded valleys of undisco..."

"Oriental poppy dance ... a delicate aquarelle, recreating brushstrokes of Sheerness: a Clarity that suddenly wélls from the Waters of Oblivion The Golden Sun is being released: an Eastern Flower pain..."

"mist over the sea forlorn figures visiting eyes landscape the Dream myra Written February 17th, 2002 © on Feb 16 2002 11:11 PM PST, Myra Lochner    10 • 0"

"sad cooing choirs one dove harmonizing trees veld fire ashes myraAfter a veld fire (brush fire, as gercko pointed out), I was awakened one morning by a joyous cooing of, what sounds to me as many dov..."

"* (oh, my desperate souls!) to lose Love completely: blocked out from the memory ... nothing nothing that remains: not the breath of butterflies not the bells of silver lies not the braille ..."

"ponchielli must have known something about the composition of creature and creation whilst time is gliding over seasons heart's passion sounds its sharp staccato the Dance turns timeless turns da ca..."

"janke was presented with a silver gift by Neptune now he strolls speechless on the glistening sand dune mesmerized by this shimmering silver fish lifeless and coy and free in his hand this wonderf..."

"(FUN: I wrote this when I was 16 years old: a poem for puppy lovers) *   ~   *   Your name comes to me like a far away song my Love ... Beloved ... my Love Your name speaks to me of a love gone ..."

"If I tell you, Beloved, that my eyes landscape a Dream, perhaps I must first gather the feelings fondling the Thoughts behind these words ... lest you miss the Heart of the Scene: My magic Pen Precis..."

"roses sing Summer but in tonight's purple Dream whispers of Winter myra Written February 18th, 2002 © on Feb 18 2002 03:13 AM PST, Myra Lochner    0 • 8 • 5"

"sun yellows all black this blueness of green taints white purple shades pink red myra Written February 19th, 2002 © on Feb 18 2002 11:14 PM PST, Myra Lochner    19 • 9 • 5"

"full moon captured by quiet conversations telephone wires myra Written February 19th, 2002 © on Feb 19 2002 06:01 AM PST, Myra Lochner    19 • 9 • 5"

"(for aiwaz) shimmering diamond lost in an ocean of pain not to be regain myra Written February 20th, 2002 © on Feb 19 2002 10:27 PM PST, Myra Lochner    10 • 0 • 1"

"gutteral greetings echo's from muted mountains write rain poems nearby myra Written February 20th, 2002 © on Feb 19 2002 10:52 PM PST, Myra Lochner    12 • 8 • 5"

"I write a poem in purple mourning. There is no greater sorrow  than that of the Sun, cold in gray clouds, with bleeding tears of fruitless barrenness which cannot save your desolated desert. Oh, w..."

"sunlight futilely birds in own captivity cage door stays open myraCaptured by Choice Written February 21st, 2002 © on Feb 20 2002 08:17 PM PST, Myra Lochner    21 • 8 • 6"

"silver shell message on the wings of a seagull dawn waves sculptured souls myra Written February 24th, 2002 © on Feb 23 2002 04:22 PM PST, Myra Lochner    19 • 9 • 5"

"two white butterflies spiral against blue skies disappear in grass myra Written February 25th, 2002 © on Feb 25 2002 06:34 AM PST, Myra Lochner    19 • 9 • 8"

"shimmering morning sun surfing amethyst waves clouds gather in vain myra 2002 Written February 25th, 2002 © on Feb 25 2002 01:08 PM PST, Myra Lochner    19 • 9 • 5"

"I am awakened to this day wearing my soft satin-smooth silk-woven Dream this Dream I wear spun from the unreachable skies scaly trees soft leaves murmers of water and laughter of sun this Dream I w..."

"What do I do with this recurring sound: my meyou meyou cat ... sleeping in silence; awakening in a dream? My meyou meyou cat ... spinning silk from yearning yarn; sleeping on a bed of illusions? Shu..."

"I am a visitor to this wonderland of words I use my borrowed cosmic view dumbfounded like an eager child I am a star-gazer amidst a meteoric shower leaving my constellation step by step nearing Etern..."

"words wafted from morning mist: look what you have done seekers of pleasure - drifting on the frowning tide morsels of weekend waste screaming seagulls feeding on discarded lust I turn away I shal..."

"I shall speak with Silence the keys of many words and syllables of secrets shine within me muted stars against the black velvet of my sacred desires Do you not know that my voice is locked in the Va..."

"Oh, Jesus! do You remember walking with me through the pregnant orchards of Glenheath: You, my Omnipresent Shadow, shielding me against the glare of the persistant summer sun; keeping me from the sne..."

"hibernating seed for ages covered by grass grows after field fire myra 2002 Written February 28th, 2002 © on Feb 27 2002 06:01 PM PST, Myra Lochner    10 • 0 • 12"

"("Those who are wise will shine like the brightness of the heavens ..." Daniel 12:3) ...Yes! even with eyes fixed upon that Elysium, that Embassy of Pure Emotion, the Second Lie is coiled up in m..."

"Be my Tree: I want to lean against you ... feeling your rough touch with my smooth tender skin Make your mark upon my soul deep impressions rooted in moist soil: soft whispers of Eternity Let me..."

"You were writing on my retina: I read you when you spelled my name in sunlight rays: "My Sun" I poured me over you - good mellow wine - which fired deep-rooted desire: "Drink me, Beloved"! "Why do..."

"Do not be bored by this unpolished Stone - this Cosmic Jewel! For steelblue Hope or the garish canary yellow of Tiffany's scope, follow this formula of Divine accuracy: Add to one atom of e..."

"Fingertips see hidden lustre under roughness and a film of dust; the Master engrossed in his part the Process is about to start By purification and by planish He tests the hidden heart; slow alloy i..."

"churchbells chime-chime-chime: king-queen! king-queen! king-queen! KING! heavenly Oneness myraNot haiku: Senryu Written March 4th, 2002 © on Mar 04 2002 05:02 AM PST, Myra Lochner    19 • 12 • 8"

"Silence - mother-tongue of Everlasting Muteness hide behind voices myra Written March 4th, 2002 © on Mar 04 2002 05:24 AM PST, Myra Lochner    11 • 8 • 5"

"Woman wearing horns of deer; stone; wood; shell; metal; bone - for enthusiasm: smouldering azure for fertility: the amber fire ... amulet for benediction: smooth scallop of a pearly heart Woman weari..."

"... and then the Universe stops breathing ... : names burst forth from bodies -  newborn light - the present of a past of passion in the arms of a transparent tomorrow darkness dies with sighs of..."

"myths intercept me between thought and word i am devoted to the yearning of iris and the compromise of clivia my pain is not carried by the wester or inflicted by the sun nor am i rainbow or sunflow..."

"Who was waiting here before me? Waiting for the call from convicting Chambers be it Life or Death? This chair still carries the imponderable vibrations of all invisible souls nearing that Vast Land ..."

"For my pleasure and in my purpose I saw something else today that was so good: In the waiting room a mother was sitting with her baby asleep on her lap. It started to rain outside ... the temperat..."

"Im- mortality  closes wings  to honour us by treading  on our earthly path  mere wounded mortal beings  then hear the sound of Love: soft, soft trailing of a feathery veil faintly audible Whi..."

"Oh! To sing a fountain in a holy heart to reap a river   and to send the sound of gurgling glee   to four seasons   of this Uni-verse! Oh! to hear a sun in honest eyes to smell lush fields in a..."

"(He: Ding dong, ding dong! Las Cosas del amor ... Shall I play the guitar? tremelo? piano? She: What about the heart? What about the harp? How do you remember our love? He: No, no, nó: not the har..."

"... and then it appears: a silhouette against the sky a trembling Dream clothed in the darkness of Light a reflection from a hidden Monitor his thoughts flowering stars shimmering against the Truth..."

"Morning with its glow has turned unflowering stones into red roses myra Written March 9th, 2002 © on Mar 08 2002 05:53 PM PST, Myra Lochner    0 • 10 • 8"

"i am a social worker cultivated into denotation and connotation defining group dynamics by words such as "isolate", "rejectee" "neglectee" but i never knew the meaning of the phrase "to be of color..."

"your soul was lingering at the tip of his brush your cool eyes cautioned: "do not rush" his artist's heart warned him: "careful - the mix is close! touch the corners of the mouth" but you stayed alo..."

"The Masterly Touch moulded Invisibility from visible dust This soul touches a dream - a dream not invisible, but visibly walking around on two legs    see this dream spying    with two eag..."

"I found it under the blue gum tree - a soft intonation of new life: a featherless finch begging me to nurture it to a swirling silhouette against the vista of roof and veranda announcing mating-..."

"wrestling in the underclay sweet Silence is slowly emerging spindling towards seasonal fullfillment the forest floor starts to unravel root words; imperishable the wonderment of Genesis multiplies i..."

"I saw it when I left: the patio was slippery and wet the shrubs untidy overgrown; the flight of stairs clattered my cold and quick footsteps; clattered the darkness of the night; clattered my fr..."

"I sit at my table I say grace I am eating my breakfast apple peach seedless grape during an act of compromise I am also drinking with my eyes the saline wine of ocean skies I am not devouring ..."

"Oh sweet Night of Compromise! the stars above are sparkling eyes that see and do not tell those secrets kept with glee for centuries they write their scripts against the velvet of Love's Lips; at n..."

"I entered here under my own flag expectantly, I did not lack the honesty, forgiveness and the trust that is needed for a family also patience, hope and endless love but oh! you treated me lik..."

"POETRY PHILOLOGY is a poetry style which stimulates language creativity.  The poem is constructed by the use of single words, nouns or verbs, which are linked as follow: suffix of first word, becoming..."

"banished to the desert of desolated dreams: crying stoned tears; screaming those screams of anguish and loneliness; of pain and of hurt ... suffocated and gasping in dust and in dirt ... call..."

"say: "God" and all is said ... but unto us shall come His Holy Flames, like the Swords of the Angels, Protectors of the Gates of the Forgotten Garden ... and that Fire shall cleanse us and gild..."

""Hell, I would love your Heaven", he winked with a wry smile, "and as you are a Christian walk with me that extra mile ..." I took his fragile fingers all that was still untouched; how catabolic was..."

"? . . . . . . . . . . . . . gloria turns gloom to gloss gloss turns glare to glaze glaze turns gnawing ghosts to Light Light leads you from your maze . . . myra " " . . . Endure Written ..."

"emerald green grasshopper on computer screen in search of nature myra Written March 24th, 2002 © on Mar 24 2002 12:08 PM PST, Myra Lochner    12 • 10 • 9"

"Tonight I need nothing to be happy again nothing more than tears blotting transparent blood on the tablecloth Tonight I need nothing to be happy again Tonight I shall forever cry for the canary whic..."

". . . * Oh! the persistence of this "unspoken desire" which pesters me like a recurring dream Oh! the "eternal torment" of a heart on fire with whispers exploding in flames of screams ... I shall s..."