Existential Insanity
"Crushed Wildflower"
Existential Insanity
Voiceless crushed red
Wildflowers
Of dirty snowHeat of passion
Smashed in slushyHalf frozen ice
Fused illusions
© Alice Vedral Rivera – digital art and poem 2012
"Crushed Wildflower"
Existential Insanity
Voiceless crushed red
Wildflowers
The T. Collection – A Retrospective
This is the 15th poem of the series, and as of now, the last. I’m not sure if there will be more as 15 seems to be the ‘target’ number.
Transcending Time
In the mists of incense
That float toward the heavens
Your spirit lifts my being
In the flickers of candlelight
That softly illuminate this space
Your presence caresses my essence
In the melody of the music
That layers the air with song
Your voice washes over my soul
In the memories of our union
That linger just under consciousness
Your love transcends death
Alice Vedral Rivera - 2006
The T. Collection – A Retrospective
THAT YEAR
That year when you offered me a
lifeline in the form of your hand
that pulled me out of misery
into your heart
That year when you taught me how to
live freely and still love in the
midst of the war zone of shattered
childlike dreams
That year when you fed me with deep
honeyed sounds of pure devotion
and wrapped me in warm blankets of
utmost safety
That year when you introduced me
to the many forms of tactile
sensual and fevered pleasures
of making love
That year when you shared that passion
which required equality
and refused to take my willing
subservience
That year when I was showered in
absolute truth with affection
and basked in the wide eyed glow of
your smiling face
That year when I found hope in the
wake of my own faithless failures
and was privy to glimpses of
ultimate joy
That year when I destroyed our dreams
of a life together full of
love and laughter – reluctant
necessary choice
That fateful year full of countless
pivotal points will forever
live in my soul till the end of
eternity
© Alice Vedral Rivera - 2008
The T. Collection – A Retrospective
Sounds from the Stereo
Music of Mozart,
Of Tchaikovsky
Voices of Peter,
Paul and Mary
Harmonies of the
Mommas and Poppas
Vocals of Sarah
Vaughn, Rod McKuen
Transport my soul to
Space outside of time
Locked in your embrace
Safe in your arms
© Alice Vedral Rivera 2006
The T. Collection – A Retrospective
WISTFULNESS
You were not
smiling in the
few photos
I had of you
Yet what I
remembered most
was your smile
big, broad and wide
You’d always
smiled when you
looked at me
it touched my heart
Now I longed
to see that smile
beam at me
just one more time
If only from
a photograph
© Alice Vedral Rivera - 2006
The T. Collection - A Retrospective
Music and mix by Extra Sensory Perception
LOVE vs. WAR
You came back from Vietnam
Severely battered but not broken
Aged beyond your years
You had lied about your age
To fight against the ideology
That occupied your native land
For a nation that gave you a home
In a country that was just the battleground
I recognized you as a special breed
You loved in ways I couldn’t appreciate
Giving yourself fully to me
While I was another’s wife
Willing to take on his responsibilities
Believing we could heal each other
Not realizing that his not loving me
Made it easier to manipulate me to stay
I never forgot that look on your face
The sound of your voice raging with pain
I believe something in you broke that day
Something the horrors of war couldn’t touch
But love had brought you to your knees
Made you vulnerable to an extreme
And I wasn’t certain that you could get back up
Yet I couldn’t regret choosing my son over you
I saw you once on the street five years later
Carrying your briefcase just as I remembered
I had just had my second child with him
I hesitated before turning the car around
Just long enough for you to disappear
A trace – an English Ovals cigarette butt – left behind
At home I pulled out photographs and jewelry
As I listened to tapes you had made for me – I wept
I often wondered what you did with your life
Between the time I saw you last and your death
Alice Vedral Rivera - 2006
The T. Collection – A Retrospective
From the ‘Intimately Yours’ cd available on CD Baby – soundscape by Chuck F. Berglund
MARIGOLDS
When I see marigolds
I remember the time
We strolled down the alley
Hand in hand
Stopping to kiss
You stooped down
Picked some marigolds
Gave them to me
A sign of your love
And then I get
A flashback
Of the pain
On your face
As I walked
Out of your life
Not knowing then
It would be forever
©Alice Vedral Rivera - 2005
The T. Collection – A Retrospective
You spoiled me for other men…
You spoiled me for other men
Those afternoons so long ago
When you introduced me to good wine
And sweet liqueur, then filled the time
With rhyme and music, song
And now, forever, I shall long
For simpler times when we were young
You spoiled me for other men
Those afternoons so long ago
When you taught me carnal pleasures
Were not the only feats that measure
A man’s capacity to love
To marry the tender and the tough
Exceptional sex is not enough
You spoiled me for other men
Those afternoons so long ago
When you showed me that the finer things
In life are best had when two bring
Together what they each possess
That in the sharing is success
To truly savor happiness
You spoiled me for other men
Those afternoons so long ago
When memories come flooding back
I realize it’s you I lack
For years such tears my eyes produced
I cried to have to cut you loose
I wish you hadn’t made me choose
You spoiled me for other men
Those afternoons so long ago
When you introduced me to good wine
And sweet liqueur, then filled the time
With rhyme and music, song
And now, forever, I shall long
For simpler times when we were young….
Alice Vedral Rivera - 2005
The T. Collection – A Retrospective
STANDARD OF MEASURE
I love you - you needed to
Hear it – I needed to
Say it - were your words
Such a softness of voice
Incomparably yours
Decades later unparalleled
By any of the others
I had never liked the
Sound of my name until
Your lips gave it a tenderness
None had ever sought to express
And I realize
You are the standard against which
I measure every single
Other lover
© Alice Vedral Rivera - 2006
The T. Collection – A Retrospective
REFLECTIONS – November 1971
An old ticket stub
Barnum and Bailey
Clowns, high wire acts
Acrobats, bears, lions
And elephants
Everyone should see
The circus at least
Once in their lifetime
So you took me
A matchbook untouched
The Sybaris Lounge
Drinks at the Hancock
Chicago at sunset
Your loving eyes
View from the bathroom
Unforgettably
Undeniably
Gorgeous and plush
Then you took me down
To The Ninety-Fifth
Exquisite dinner
For dessert - crepe suzette
Great coffee and
View of the lake looking
Out at the stars
Nervous - you had a
Special surprise
You pulled out the box
A solid gold charm
Engraved with an ‘A’
For my twenty-first
Birthday – tangible
– proof of your
Unfaltering love
‘Signature shorthand’
When turned around
AMA TB L
ERSB GND
HW H
© Alice Vedral Rivera - 2006